Life Onboard Serenity: In A Vaguely Frontwardsy Type Direction
POSTED BY: bigwolf18
UPDATED: Thursday, October 23, 2008 00:24
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Originally posted by DRPAIN:
[BAll was going fine and dandy until a familiar voice shouted, "HARLET! RUINER OF GOOD MEN! UNHAND THEE MERCENARY, YOU WRETCHED WENCH!"
They both broke off their kiss to glare at the trenchcoated 13 who was pointing at Tommy with an accusatory finger.
Pain muttered something in Chinese and whispered to Tommy, "You want to shoot him or should I?"
Tommy growled in frustration, then gave Pain a quick peck on the lips.
"You said this happens a lot?" she asked quietly.
"Seems to be becoming a pattern," he whispered back into her ear before nibbling on her earlobe.
"DID YOU HEAR WHAT I SAID? UNHAND HIM!" 13 accused again.
Tommy looked down and confirmed that she indeed had her legs wrapped around Pain's midsection and he was holding her. She looked over at 13 and rolled her eyes.
"He ain't gonna leave, is he?" she asked.
"Nope," Pain grinned.
Tommy sighed, unhooked her legs and slid down Pain's torso until her feet hit the ground.
"You sure he's a robot?"
"Painfully sure."
Tommy reached up and into her backpack. She grabbed her gun, pulled it out and shot 13 straight in the chest, which knocked him back a couple of steps.
13 narrowed his eyes at her and started forward towards her, but Pain stopped him with just one word.
"Don't."
Then 13's comm came to life. If was Mal.
"13, if you find Pain or anyone else from the ship, you tell them to get their pi gus back to the ship. Mah shong!"
13 smirked at them as a wire sticking out of his chest arced blue electricity.
"Guess your date is over."
In the background, sirens began to wail. Someone in the Paint Tag office had called the feds.
"Rutting Hell," Pain said as he took Tommy's hand and jogged out of the facility with 13 not far behind. "It always ends up like this."
The three made their way back to the ship, sometimes having to duck behind corners, lamp posts and the like to get there. As they got there, Mal, Jayne and Zoe stood in the doorway of the cargo bay, waiting for them.
As 13, Pain and Tommy crossed the threshold, the ramp closed up. Mal took a double take at 13.
"That harlot over there SHOT me!" 13 complained.
"She could be called a bunch of names, but harlot ain't probably one of them," Mal commented as he turned towards her. Unexpectedly, the ship took off and Mal shot an annoyed glare in the direction of the cockpit. He didn't know what River was doing, but he'd talk to her after he dealt with the problem at hand. He held up the portable cortex unit. "This is yours. I know this because I took it from you when you initially boarded."
The smile on Tommy's face fell as she felt her wonderful night go from fantastic to bad, really quickly. Mal continued.
"Should I tell you about the last time we had a fed on board?"
"Fed?" Pain asked as he looked from Mal to Tommy.
By now both Jayne and Zoe had pulled their guns out of their holsters and were ready in case there was trouble. Tommy looked at Pain and then at the others.
"I'm not a fed. I'm just a grain and seed distributor," she explained. She looked at Pain. "I swear."
"9 messages, all from a G Cornwell at Allied Law Enforcement," Mal read off the front of the unit. "Message #1 - You didn't check in. Where are you. Message #2 - Please check in. I need to know where you are. Message #3 - Tell me your status. Do you need help? Similar messages continue from there. Tell me Ivy. Do I need to continue?"
Ivy looked square into Pain's eyes.
"I promise, I am not a fed. Let me explain."
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Serenity's Cargo Bay
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Originally posted by EnglishIvy:
Ivy looked square into Pain's eyes.
"I promise, I am not a fed. Let me explain."
Things between them had been going so well and now there was this massive pile of go-se. Pain stood looking back into Ivy/Tommy's eyes in disbelief. He felt a mixture of confusion and anger brewing inside himself, as his mind went over what Mal had said and shown.
Finally he blinked, swallowed the lump in his throat, and said, "Please do."
He didn't know what he would do after she explained to him and the rest of the crew that she wasn't a Fed. A large part of him still liked her, yet there was a smaller part of him that was beginning to distrust her. Just how convincing her explanation would be to him and the others, would determine if the part of him that liked her would prevail over the part that distrusted her, or vice versa.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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"I promise you all that I am not a fed," Tommy told them all, her eyes searching everyone's in the crew, but mostly Pain's.
She could see the smallest hint of mistrust and it hurt. She had only known him a couple of days, but based on their adventures this afternoon, she wanted to know him more.
"Then why is a G Cornwell of Allied Law Enforcement waving you..." Mal asked looking back down at the unit. "Nine times."
"I do know him. His name is Grayson Cornwell," Tommy admitted. "And he is a lawman, but I swear to you. I am not a fed."
She looked back at Pain with pleading eyes.
"I promise," she said softly.
"Why is he contacting you?" Mal probed further.
"He's a family friend. He knew my father before he passed. Grayson promised my father that if anything happened to him, that he would make sure I was taken care of."
Tommy looked over at Pain to see him relax just a bit.
"I'm a grain distributor," Tommy repeated. "Why would I bring a fortune worth of seeds, plants and supplies if I was a fed looking to arrest some folk?"
"Zoe..." Mal said as he jerked his head towards the crates she had brought on board with her.
Zoe walked over to them and gave them a good inspecting, all the while keeping an eye on Tommy.
"She telling the truth, Sir."
"And I set up terrariums in my bunk. Getting the growing process started would be even more costly if it was abandoned."
Tommy slowly moved towards Pain.
"She's got Pain wrapped around her little finger already," 13 told them.
Pain took a step forward.
"Don't even go there, bot boy," he ground out.
"This is all just making my life all too interesting again. It is too suspicious," Mal said. "Why should I believe you?"
"You should believe her, because I do," a voice from above them called out to them. Mal jerked his head up to see River looking down at him. "She's telling the truth."
"Care to elaborate on the subject, Albatross?"
"No," she stated flatly. She turned around to go back to the bridge, but stopped. "Just watch the last message. She can let you in. It's encrypted."
Mal motioned to the unit, directing Tommy to play the message. She did as everyone gathered around it with Mal, Zoe and Jayne watching her closely.
Tommy looked over at Pain, hoping that he believed her as well.
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Tommy handed the unit back to Mal as she shrunk back and sat on top of one of her crates. The image of Grayson Cornwell appeared on the screen. The message was...
Ivy, honey. You didn't check in with me. I'm worried. Are you OK? Do I need to send someone to pick you up?
Grayson rubbed his face in frustration.
I told your father that I would be there for you and I will do that, but I have to know where you are. I know it's been hard after what happened, but... just call me so I know you're OK.
Grayson looked directly into the screen.
I hope to hear from you soon, Tommy. You know how worried I get.
The the transmission ended.
Pain looked over at her. She sat on the crate with a far away look on her face, it was a stark contrast to her earlier self. Mal walked up to her.
"I'll hang onto this a while longer, but you should call him...," Mal said softly as he slipped the unit into his pocket. "But do it from the bridge. River'd help you. Also, 13 said you shot him. I'd like to hang on to your gun for a bit as well. Just until we get better acquainted."
A tear ran down her face. Once the danger was over, Tommy had suddenly retreated and Ivy was left in charge. Instead of relief, she felt scared and slightly confused. Things felt all foggy again.
Ivy nodded and took her pack off her back, reached in and shakily handed the gun to Mal.
"I don't like guns..." she whispered as a faint memory buzzed in the back of her mind, trying to push through.
Mal and the others left her there. Only Pain stayed behind, but 13 didn't stray far. He wanted to keep an eye on the girl.
"Are you OK?" Pain asked.
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Meanwhile, in Grayson's office...
An alarm sounded. Grayson jumped up and flipped a switch.
"Ah! There you are! There is something to be said for wave tracers..."
Then just as fast as it appeared, it disappeared.
"Unit is turned off but I have a general reference to go from."
He keyed in the coordinates that had been transmitted back. It gave him a starting point. He knew what planet she had been on.
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In Serenity's Cargo Bay
When Pain didn't get an immediate response from Tommy, he sat down next to her on the crate and asked in a caring tone, "Hey, Tommy, you all right? I ain't mad at you, darlin'. There was a little bit of me that was, but it's gone now." He gnawed at his lower lip, then asked, "Is there anythin' I can do to cheer you up?"
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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"Just being here helps," she said absently as she moved closer to him, lying her head on his shoulder. She was still trying to grasp that memory that she knew was in the back of her mind, but it stayed just out of her reach.
Don't try, she heard Tommy tell her. Now is not the time.
For the first time since their date started, Ivy did as she was told.
"Is the Captain always like that?" Ivy asked. "He seems like he's a shoot first, ask questions later kind of guy. Or at least he very nearly was today."
"Wasn't always that way. Things have happened in the past."
"We all have our pasts, don't we?" she mused, still deep in thought, her one hand rubbing the tattoo on her wrist. She caught the memory slightly only to have a gunshot reverberate through her head. She visibly jumped and molded herself to Pain's side.
Don't try, Tommy reiterated, this time more forceful.
"You OK?" Pain asked her, wrapping his arm around her.
It was nice having someone to actually hold her when she got scared. Tommy was comforting, but it wasn't the same. Ivy turned her head so she could see Pain's face.
"Could you kiss me some more?"
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Originally posted by EnglishIvy:
"Could you kiss me some more?"
Pain smiled as he cradled Ivy's left cheek in his hand, using his thumb to wipe away the remnants of the tears on her cheek. As he brought his lips closer to Ivy's, Pain whispered before kissing her, "I was hopin' you'd say that."
It had felt like forever since Pain last kissed her. Time seemed to stand still as they kissed, kissed again, and then kissed some more. It was only when Pain felt that they were being watched that he broke their embrace.
"Perhaps we should continue this somewhere more private." He whispered into her ear. He motioned to where 13 was at and continued, "Away from pryin' eyes."
OoC: Anybody else thinking we need to start a new thread?
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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"Perhaps we should continue this somewhere more private." He whispered into her ear. He motioned to where 13 was at and continued, "Away from pryin' eyes."
“Can’t you tell him to turn off his eyes or something?” Ivy sighed between kisses.
“I don’t know what his problem is.”
They sat there kissing for a little while longer. They shared long and slow kisses, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths at a languid pace. It was such a complete opposite from earlier that day. At the Paint Tag place, it was nearly blind lust, their contact was passionate and insistent, almost rushed. But right at the present moment, it was more sensual and deep. It was the kind of kissing you could do for hours and still be mind blowing. Pain almost thought he could be kissing someone else, but knew better.
He pulled away and exhaled in frustration.
“Bot boy is really getting on my nerves. Let’s go somewhere else,” he huskily whispered to her. He turned toward where 13 was standing and raised his voice. “Somewhere without spectators!”
“I don’t know the ship very well,” Ivy said as she laid her head against him. “You pick.”
Pain hopped off the crate and then lifted her down before lacing his fingers through hers and leading her away.
OOC: A new thread would probably be in order. I think we're nearing 130 posts.
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As the two of them walked past 13, he turned and demanded, "And where do you two think you're going?"
"None of your business." replied Pain as he led Ivy up the stairs near the Infirmary and out of 13's sight.
Pain knew the Bot Boy would follow, so as soon as they made it up the stairs, Pain closed the hatch behind him and continued to lead Ivy to his bunk.
"So where are you taking me, Pain?" she asked, ever so curious.
Pain smiled and replied as they stopped outside his bunk, "Why my bunk of course. You did say you wanted to see it, plus it's a lot more intimate than say the pantry and it's roomier." He opened the hatch and continued, "Plus I can lock the door and turn off the comm so no one will bother us." Pushing the hatch open he gestured to her and asked, "So. Ladies first?"
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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"So. Ladies first?"
Ivy tentatively looked through the hatch and down the ladder, then back at Pain's face.
"Don't worry, I'm not Jayne," Pain said with a warm smile. "I know how to keep my bunk clean. You won't need Simon to innoculate you or anything to go down there."
Ivy smiled at the joke before a sound behind her made her jump and instinctively move closer to Pain. It was the Captain coming up from another bunk. Ivy assumed it was his. He gave her a small, but still slightly distrusting smile, then moved on to give Pain a whole different look. Once he got to the top of the ladder, he nodded curtly and disappeared into the galley.
Ivy then stepped onto the ladder and climbed down into Pain's bunk. It was a decent size, clean and contained exactly what Pain had described earlier: a bed, desk, footlocker, two two-door storage lockers and a few posters. It suited him.
The events of the evening had taken a bit out of her: the dinner's crazy holo-minstral, the intrusion by 13 and the paint tag game. Some of the muscles in her back were a little tense. As she continued to check out the room, she raised her arms abve her head and stretched. A couple of vertebrae popped as she arched her back. As she returned to her usual posture, she looked back to the ladder. Pain was leaning against it, watching her.
"Your bunk's nice," she said. "A lot bigger than I thought."
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