Life Onboard Serenity: #40 - Burnt Stew, Dinner and a Job - Let's Celebrate!
POSTED BY: EnglishIvy
UPDATED: Tuesday, December 16, 2008 19:54
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Galley
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"I’m sure she’ll be good and tired soon enough,”
"Wouldn't you like to know." Pain shot back.
Ivy in the meanwhile, was teetering back and forth between herself and Tommy. The seesawing had been provoked by Jayne's comments and Mal's distrust towards Ivy. Of course Pain placing her hand on his lap didn't help much either.
"Actually I would like to know." replied Jayne, eying Ivy and Pain. Turning to Ivy he winked and asked, "Are ya gonna tell me?"
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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[B"Actually I would like to know." replied Jayne, eying Ivy and Pain. Turning to Ivy he winked and asked, "Are ya gonna tell me?"
It was about all that Ivy could take. She blinked for a second while Tommy slid forward.
As Jayne was waiting for a response from Ivy, he pulled forward and swiped the bowl of stew that Ivy discarded. He dug out a spoonful and was about to raise it to his lips when she responded.
"Tell you, Jayne?" she said slyly. "Don't you have any imagination?"
As she said that, she slid her bare foot up the inside edge of his leg until it hit his knee. It was something Jayne didn't expect and he dropped the spoon into the stew splashing it.
"Gorram it, Jayne," 13 exclaimed as he wiped stew off his sleeve. "Watch what you are rutting doing!"
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Isahiah wolfed down the remainder of his portion and crossed his utensils atop of his now clean-swept plate, then slumped against the back of his seat, exhaling blissfully. The stew smacked of scrubber residue doused in old hydraulic fluid with a generous helping of "burned" on top, but it was fit to eat, and that was enough. He had never been one to fuss over such subtleties anyway.
He closed is eyes and listened. As the reach of his perceptions began to expand, he focused on the chatter that filled the room, paying close attention to every word uttered as well as, and perhaps even more so, to the ones left unspoken, and chuckling inwardly at the petty disputes. Spacers. Ragtag gatherings of washouts and perennial "No welcomes" held together only by their collective idiocy and their individual impotence. Pirates, Raiders, Smugglers, the blight of the outer rim. A smile graced his lips. There had been a time when merely contemplating such notions would've been enough to cause his blood to boil. But after the Dandelion... He sighed softly, his smile fading fast. Perhaps the only lesson he was to derive from recent events was that there was a bit of truth to be found in all beliefs. The key, he thought, was to pick your side before your side picked you.
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BigWolf18 "Way i remember it, you said you was leavin', dare say that saved us a whole peck o' trouble. now i gotta wonder what could spur on a fine disreputable man like yourself to show your fine disreputable face here again."
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"Gorram it, Jayne," 13 exclaimed as he wiped stew off his sleeve. "Watch what you are rutting doing!"
Pain chuckled and whispered to Tommy, "Good one, baobei."
He placed a hand on her leg and gave it an affectionate rub and a pat, before eating some more of his stew. Taking his right hand out from underneath the table, Pain picked up his glass and took another drink, washing the contents in his mouth down into his stomach before setting the glass down.
He leaned over to Tommy's ear, shielding his mouth with his left hand and whispered, "So am I goin' to be the only one doin' the whole stealthily 'under-the-table' touchin' thing, or did you want to get in on it too?"
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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John chuckled as Jayne spilled his stew and used it as a distraction. "So Kaylee," he said turning from the captain, "did you come up with a solution for the burnt out thruster assist unit?" It was small talk but it changed the subject. John would on day tell the captain everything, but not today.
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Originally posted by DRPAIN:
[B"So am I goin' to be the only one doin' the whole stealthily 'under-the-table' touchin' thing, or did you want to get in on it too?"
Tommy turned and smirked a little at him. Her left hand slid up the inside of Pain's right thigh. Her touch was feather light.
To her surprise, Pain shifted away quickly as his hand clamped over his own mouth to stifled the laugh that threatened to erupt.
Tommy quickly disguised her movement by lifting her napkin to dab the breadcrumbs off her mouth. She then casually turned to Pain and whispered.
"Ticklish?"
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"Ticklish?"
"A little." whispered Pain, smirking back at her.
He picked his glass up in his left hand to take another drink from it. It was a perfect distraction as his right hand slid up her left thigh. As Pain tilted the glass to his lips, Tommy let out a surprised gasp, which she quickly covered up with her hand.
"Sorry for that." she managed to say to those at the table, after removing her hand from her mouth. "Just a little case of the hiccups. They're gone now."
Tommy looked at Pain with a raised eyebrow and a half smirk. Pain set down his glass and gave her a wink. Whispering to her, he said, "You know I'm finished with my dinner. What do you say we go get some dessert?"
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Mal put down his fork and spoon and audibly cleared his throat, bringing all ongoing conversations to a halt. "Everyone hush up," he said. "I've got news."
"That so? Well here's hoping it's of the good kind for once!" a perky voice said, effecting a few chuckles around the table.
"We've got a job before us, folks," Mal continued, unmindful of the interruption. "Izzy's the sponsor."
Jayne looked up from his meal. "We takin' work from this corpse?" he asked through a mouthful.
Isahiah suffered the remark without flinching. "Indeed," he retorted. "And I expect that your gift for fouling up perfectly wholesome edibles is matched by your skill and prowess out on the field, else I fear I might have to seek out a more capable crew."
Jayne shot him a meaning look, but kept his words about him.
"First leg of this run entails we turn and head back towards Beylix," Mal said. "I already had Zoe plot in the new course, meaning we should be touching dirt at about..."
"Nineteen hours and forty-six minutes," River mumbled, her eyes fixed on her stew as if she were aiming to will it into tasting better.
Isahiah's brows lifted sharply and his eyes went wide in shock. The slender build, the alabaster skin, the tangled mass of inky black hair... Could it be? He cast his eyes on the elder Tam sibling and bethought himself of that rainy night when they had first met, far beneath the busy streets of Osiris. He had seemed so terror-struck then, and beside himself with worry. He remembered having qualms about dealing with a man so overtly overwhelmed with what he was getting into. Eventually, his scruples had subsided before the lure of trim stacks of hard Alliance currency, and he had taken the man's money and run, certain to never see or hear from him again...
"Izzy... Izzy? Izzy!" Mal said with increasing irritation.
Isahiah shook himself. "Pardon me captain, it seems I got lost in thought," he said.
"I'll say," Mal replied snappily. "You sure that head of yours is holding together?"
"The head is holding just fine, don't concern yourself with it," Isahiah answered.
The captain nodded appreciatively. "Swell," he said. "Then how's about you pass on some intel regarding that cargo you need lifted?"
Feeling a dozen or so pairs of eyes suddenly shifting their gaze towards him, Isahiah ran a hand through his tousled hair in an effort to tidy it up and straightened in his seat. "Certainly," he said. "The payload is hoarded in an idle packaging plant located at the base of the Hedon Range— It's a succession of rocky outcrops that runs clean through Beylix's main landmass."
"Now some'in tells me it ain't so idle," Jayne sneered.
"Correct," Isahiah conceded somewhat begrudgingly. "My associates and I set up an operation there once the facility had fallen into disuse. We sought to use it's machinery and infrastructure to serve our collective end."
"And what end would that be, exactly?" Simon keenly inquired.
"Now, now, doctor," Isahiah replied coyly. "That would be telling."
"Should I go in expecting trouble?" Mal asked earnestly.
"Why, naturally, captain," Isahiah said, a crooked smile adorning his lips. "Risk is the ubiquitous unknown that makes our existence tick. One should always keep a lookout for danger."
"I'll take that as a yes," Mal said.
Isahiah bowed his head in assent.
Jayne folded his mighty arms and considered him skeptically. "Funny, I thought they was your people," he said.
"They were the last time I stopped by," Isahiah retorted. "But..." he gestured to the ship and the crew around him. "A great deal of things have transpired since. I only ask that you be prepared."
"Fair enough," Mal said, effectively burying the question. "What's the stuff?"
"The plant's production encompasses a wide range of commodities," Isahiah said. "We'll be taking a bit of everything. Manufactured items are color-coded and stockpiled in a series of subsurface storehouse. I suggest we break up into groups to speed up the loading process."
Kaylee's head tilted up and she waver
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"So this will either be incredibly simple or a difficult bank job?" John was confused about just what they were doing, but he would do what he was told. He had felt the recognition for River, and the specific shock led John to a conclusion. Isahiah had some connection into the alliance and John didn't like it. He would burn that bridge when he came to it. He shot River a knowing look attempting to see what she had gleaned. She was far more acurate than he was.
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Once Mal left, the table was left to finish up on their own. Some had eaten everything they were going to and some weren’t quite done yet. Most people stayed around for a while after dinner for lively discussions. Today was no different, except for the fact that Isahiah's job had garnered the attention of many of the crew, who stayed nearby to ask questions and get more information.
Some people had other plans though. Tommy leaned over and whispered something in Pain’s ear, which made him smile, stand up and pull her up out of her chair. He leaned down and whispered something to her that made her giggle. They were in their own little world and didn’t notice the attention they were getting from certain members of the crew. They flirted and played all the way from where they were sitting to the doorway to the foredeck, at which point Pain picked her up. She wrapped her legs around him and gave him a solid kiss. He stumbled up the stairs and headed off to his bunk, locked in a permanent clench of passion, their mouths devouring each other’s. It was amazing that Pain managed to walk straight. Jayne, Kaylee and Simon watched them travel down the foredeck and disappear down the hatch.
“Aren’t they adorable together?” Kaylee gushed.
“She really needs to get some rest,” Simon remarked.
River was sitting behind them, rocking a bit and mumbling.
“Need to leave. Need to leave. But feet won’t move.”
Kaylee and Simon looked back at her, slightly concerned. Jayne didn’t notice.
“Wonder how many times they’ve done it today?” he mused.
“FOUR!” River shouted.
Kaylee, Simon, Jayne and anyone else in close proximity turned towards her.
“Four?” they said in unison as they looked back down the hall towards Pain’s bunk.
“AND A HALF!”
They all looked back at her again before returning their gaze to Pain’s bunk.
“Tzao gao!” Jayne muttered under his breath. "Why couldn't I meet someone like that?"
Finally, River found her legs and ran from the room, putting as much space as she could between herself and the two lovers.
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