Life Onboard Serenity: #40 - Burnt Stew, Dinner and a Job - Let's Celebrate!
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UPDATED: Tuesday, December 16, 2008 19:54
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"I do admit that it is a little tight in here," Ivy said as she looked around. "But the only thing you are in danger of being jumped by is me."
She gave him an ever so slight grope and smiled at him.
"But right now, I need to check my plants. Can you wait for me?"
"Sure."
Pain watched mesmerized as she bent and twisted between the terrariums so she could get a good look at each and every one.
Agile indeed, he thought.
"This one has a damaged light source," she reported. "I'll need to get a new one. Maybe we could make a stop by the grain store I used before?"
"Uh huh..." Pain absently said as he tilted his head a little as he watched her move, checking the rest of the plants.
When she was done, she slung her very small duffle over her shoulder and then grabbed the terrarium with the plant she wanted to give Simon.
"That's it. I'm done."
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"That's it. I'm done."
"That's it?" Pain asked, looking at the duffel bag slung over her back as they walked back to the infirmary. "I thought for sure I was goin' to have to lug a ton of bags up to my bunk."
Ivy turned her head towards Pain and said with a smile, "You could always carry up my stuff one by one."
Pain chuckled and replied, "Yeah I don't think I have that much room in my bunk for all those plants of yours. Maybe one or two of the smaller ones to put on the desk, but definitely not all of them."
"Which ever one's shall I choose?" Ivy replied, complete with fake swooning.
Pain stuck his tongue out at her and said, "Surprise me." Once they reached the door to the infirmary, Pain knocked on the frame and said, "Hey, Simon, guess who it is again."
Simon turned around and groaned, "Oh no. What's wrong now?"
"Nothin'." Pain replied with a smile. "Ivy just wanted to give you somethin' is all."
Pain stepped aside and waited to see the look on Simon's face when Ivy gave him his present.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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"Hey Simon," Ivy said as she carried in the terrarium. "I wanted to give you this, for being so nice to me."
She set it down on the counter as Simon looked at it. It was a green leafy plant that resembled lettuce, but the pieces were thicker.
"You got me lettuce?" Simon asked, then smiled graciosuly. "Thank you."
Ivy smiled at him, because she was expecting this reaction.
"No silly. This is called Drowton's Leaf," she told him. "It has medicinal properties. Thought it might come in handy sometime. Plus it smells nice, like lavender."
"Medicinal properties?" Simon asked as he leaned into it, taking a deep breath. "It does smell good."
"Although there are drugs out there that are easier to procure, Drowton's leaf can be used for many purposes," she started as she peeled off a piece. "You can use it as a mild pain killer, helps to ward off infection or absorb toxins."
"Really?" Simon asked as he peered down at the leaf.
"Yep. Here's an example," she said as she turned back to Pain. "Babe, take off your shirt."
"What?" Pain said looking at Simon.
"Take off your shirt and hop up here on the table," she repeated. Warily, he did as she asked.
Simon took a good look at Pain's bruising from his fight with 13.
"Dear God, Pain. 13 do that to you? Maybe I should do a scan, check for cracked ribs..."
"I'm fine doc. Just a little tender."
"Where?" Simon asked. as he started looking closer.
As Simon checked out Pain, Ivy took the leaf and roughed the outside of it, revealing a gelly like inside (think of Aloe). She walked over to the table as Simon poked a particularly tender spot on Pain's ribs.
"Ow!" Pain said, looking annoyed at Simon. "That hurts!"
Ivy took that chance to apply the leaf straight to his skin. Pain winced a little when she did so, but he didn't move it. She held it on there as she talked to Simon.
"It takes a couple minutes, but it does reduce the pain."
Simon looked at her skeptically, but as she held it there, Pain could feel something changing.
"Hey, it's gettng cold!" he said. Then a few seconds later, "It feels kinda good."
Ivy took off the leaf and rubbed the rest of the gel into Pain's skin. He barely moved.
"Feels a lot better doesn't it?"
"Actually... It does."
Simon picked up the leaf and scrutinized it. Ivy went and poured some disinfectant on the counter, took the leaf from Simon's hand and laid it, gel side down in the middle of the spill. To his amazement, the leaf quickly absorbed the liquid.
"Does that with toxins too," she said.
"Amazing," Simon said. as he started to touch it. Ivy wiped it into the trash before he could.
"You don't want to mess with it after. You could transfer the toxin if you don't watch out. I'd use gloves to dispose of it," she told Simon. "Now I know there are drugs out there that probably do a better job with less mess, but it fit your personality with it being a medicinal plant and it does smell good. I hope you like it."
"It's very nice. Thank you!"
"It's my pleasure. If you have any questions, you could ask me any time," she said as she picked up her duffle. "We'll leave you to your work now."
Simon was still studying the plant when they walked out of there and up towards the galley.
"You should see what happens when it is eaten in small quantities," Ivy whispered to Pain.
"What does it do?"
"Doesn't matter," she said as she smiled smugly. "We don't need help in that department."
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"I told you," Isahiah said, his voice wavering with anger. "My ship broke down, I had to bail out..."
"You're straining my patience something awful here, Izzy," Mal said, repeatedly driving the muzzle of his gun into Isahiah's chest as he spoke. "You keep at it your body'll never make it to Beylix."
Isahiah angrily swatted the gun away. "Enough!" he vociferated, the veins in his neck pulsing with such violence they threatened to burst. "If you're so anxious to acquire information that could endanger the lives of everyone on this ship, so be it! Just pray you don't come to regret it."
Mal rolled his eyes upward. "Spill it 'fore I start beatin' on you again."
Isahiah reclined against the bulkhead and drew a deep breath to gather his composure before answering. "I'm a member of an underground organization whose object is to subvert and disrupt Alliance operations throughout the Rim and beyond."
"Freedom fighters," Mal snickered. "You disappoint me, Izzy."
"Captain, you'd be well advised not to trivialize the seriousness of this matter," Isahiah warned somberly.
"Well, you'll have to forgive me for not thinking the world of your advice at the moment" Mal replied, cracking a sardonic smile. "Tell me about that ship you were on. You said it had some kind of malfunction?"
The topic seemed to stir up Isahiah's ire. "It suffered a catastrophic and ostensibly fortuitous engine failure, yes," he said, his voice tainted with a bitter venom.
"Ostensibly fortuitous?" Mal repeated, frowning inquisitively.
"Anyone who's spent time around fusion reactors knows they don't just go off without warning," Isahiah explained. "Their very design hinges on a set of scientific propositions that systematically rule out the possibility of an accidental occurrence triggering an explosive event. Yet when the Dandelion's core went critical, it detonated with enough energy to eclipse a comet."
Mal's brows arched incredulously. "You sayin' someone rigged it to blow?"
Isahiah shook his head sideways. "I don't know," he said, his anger now mellowed with dejection.
"Whaddaya mean, you don't know? You were there!"
"I was unconscious in the moments prior to the ship's demise." He gestured to the line of stitches that spanned his brow. "By the time I came round, there was nothing to be done to save the ship, the activity within the core had already begun to spiral out of control. Although I was dazed and considerably shaken up as a result of my injury, I still had enough sense to realize that, and I made off."
"And... here you are."
"And here I am," Isahiah echoed with an affirmative nod.
"How'd that come about?" Mal asked, waving his gun at the sewing work that streaked Isahiah's forehead.
Isahiah shrugged. "I have little to no recollection of what transpired earlier that day, but I don't think it would be too much of a stretch to assume that I was struck down and left for dead."
"Yeah, I reckon that stands to reason," Mal quipped, smirking.
"I haven't the slightest idea of who could've perpetrated such an act," Isahiah continued. "All I know is I can't see it having been one of the crew."
"I hate to tell ya Izzy, but it does sound like an inside job to me."
"I have no doubt it does." A shadow passed over his face for a fleeting moment. "But ours was a close-knit group, I can vouch for it, and if there's one thing my line of work has taught me, it is that things are seldom as they appear."
"Fair enough." Mal sheathed his gun, the toil of holding it out for a prolonged length of time having begun to spawn cramps in the muscles in his fingers and wrist, and folded his arms across his chest. "So what becomes of you now?"
"Captain, you've already made it plain that I don't have much of a say on the matter," Isahiah stated phlegmatically. "My business offer still stands though, provided that you're still disposed to uphold your end of it."
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Up the stairs near the Infirmary
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"Doesn't matter," she said as she smiled smugly. "We don't need help in that department."
"No we don't." Pain replied, a devilish grin on his face. As they were halfway up the stairs, Pain heard the raised voices of Mal and Isahiah. Placing a hand on Ivy's arm, he smiled and said, "Perhaps we should take the scenic route."
"Why?" Ivy asked, cute and confused.
"Sounds like the captain's havin' some choice words with our new guest and I don't wan't us gettin' caught in the middle." Pain answered, turning around.
The two of them headed back down the stairs and walked across the cargo bay. 13 was leaning on the railing on the catwalk near Shuttle #2, watching the two lovebirds traverse the expanse. He turned up the frequency of his hearing processors and listened in on what they were talking about.
"When are we landing on Beylix?" Ivy asked Pain.
"Noonish I believe." Pain replied. The mercenary leaned over and whispered. "I can't say for sure because I was bein' distracted by a cute cookin' assistant."
13 sneered at their giggling and gripped the railing hard enough that it started to slowly bend. He looked down at the railing and eased his grip once he saw what he did. The captain wasn't going to be happy about that one bit. If his little spat with Isahiah was any clue to 13, then he'd probably blow his top if he saw the damaged railing. 13 shrugged it off with nary a second thought. He could always just bend it back into somewhat decent shape.
"So do you still have to talk with the captain?" Ivy asked Pain, pouting a little as they neared the stairs.
Pain's upper teeth tugged at his lower lip for a moment, then smiled and said, "Maybe. It just depends on if'n he's too preoccupied with Isahiah."
The two of them continued up the stairs and entered the foredeck. Pain walked over to his bunk's hatch and kicked it open.
Gesturing to the entrance, he bowed slightly and said, "After you, baobei."
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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"After you, baobei."
She climbed down the ladder and dropped her bag on the bed. Pain followed down after her.
"Where should I put my stuff?" she asked as she pulled them out of her duffle. Just a couple of outfits and miscellaneous other items.
"We could put your stuff in my foot locker for now," Pain said. "I really thought women were supposed to have more things with them when they traveled."
"I suppose I would if I had more. I'm just..." she started. "Well, I'm just not used to having much."
Pain looked down at what she had.
"You weren't kidding about the not having much part," he remarked. "What is that? Two outifts?"
"Three if you count what I'm wearing now. And a pair of PJs."
"Well, you won't need those much anymore," Pain grinned. He made notice that what she did have was a neutral style, nothing actually overwhelmingly feminine. "Maybe we should go shopping when we get to Beylix. If we have time, that is."
"I'm sure I'll be fine."
"No. We'll go shopping. My treat. We'll get some girly clothes. You don't even have a dress."
"That's awfully generous of you, but I really am OK."
Pain pulled her close and kissed her.
"Maybe the clothes could be for me. A nice dress to go out on the town," he said. Then his voice dropped down a couple of octaves. "A couple of frilly things just to make you feel sexy."
They kissed some more.
"I don't need clothes to feel sexy," she whispered to him as he nibbled on her ear. "I would have thought you figured that out by now."
Her hands slid up the front of his shirt, her fingers ghosting over every muscle she came in contact with.
"Just let me take you shopping. I want to," he pleaded. "Just let me do this."
She pulled his shirt off over his head as he started to unbutton her shirt.
"OK. I'll go," she acquiesced. "But you have to help pick. Based on what I own now, I might need to some help."
"Absolutely," Pain agreed as he slid her shirt off, then picking her up and kissing her firmly. "Absolutely."
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Pain's Bunk
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Pain set Ivy down on his desk and said in between kisses as he began to free her from her pants, "I could use some new clothes myself." As he slid them off, he continued, "You could help me out with them as well."
Ivy's hands started to unbuckle Pain's pants as his hands and mouth roamed over her body. She let out a moan as Pain kissed her neck and murmured, "I'd love that."
She managed to slide his pants off as their lips met again. Pain pulled her close and started with slow rhythmic motions. His callused hands gently massaged her breasts as her's ran through his hair, their lips still locked in a war of passion.
"Pain?" she managed to say after a momentary lip breach. "Are you sure we have time for this?"
"We'll make the time, darlin'." he said reassuringly before kissing and sucking on her neck. Bringing his forehead to her's, Pain repeated before resuming their tongue wrestling, "We'll make the time."
As they continued their lovemaking, Pain's thrusting seemingly in tune with their heart rates, the desk started squeaking ever so slightly.
"Pain?" Ivy moaned, raking her fingers down his back.
"Yeah, baobei?" he rasped, in between kisses. "What is it?"
"Are you sure it's safe to be doing this on the desk?" she asked, before letting out another moan.
"Quite certain, darlin'." replied Pain, looking into her eyes. He smiled and added while his hips moved back and forth, "She just needs a little oilin' is all."
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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"Quite certain, darlin. She just needs a little oilin' is all.
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It sounded a little more serious than “a little oil.” And where exactly would you oil a desk anyway? But it didn’t take long before she didn’t really care. Pain was the only thing she thought of.
This time, it was his show from the beginning. Well, almost the beginning. He had kissed her first, but she was the one who started the clothing removal process. The rest was all him. His speed, his rhythm and the fact he had her sprawled across his desk.
In the short amount of time they had known each other, he had learned so much about her body. She almost thought he had to be a reader because knew where, when and how to touch her at the exact right time. He even knew which way to move. All of it done for their mutual pleasure. She was being consumed by him. She desired him at a level she never felt for anyone else before. She wanted this man, this man called Pain.
“Pain?” she exhaled as shudders of pleasure ran up her spine.
He acknowledged her with a soft grunt as he nuzzled her neck, never breaking stride.
“What’s your…” she started as a moan interrupted her speech. “Your real name?”
He looked into her eyes and smiled before leaning his mouth to her ear. He whispered to her then started kissing down her neck while his hands set a trail of fire across her skin. She couldn’t resist any longer. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held on tight while he took her to a level she never conceived to be reachable.
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Pain's Bunk
"That was just.. wow." Ivy managed to let out as she sat up and tried to catch her breath.
She had enough time to get in a few breaths before Pain's mouth connected with hers' and they started to share a slow, passionate, lingering kiss. Ivy's hands glided over Pain's muscular arms as his ran up and down her back.
Breaking off their kiss, they touched foreheads and Pain asked with a smile, "You up for some cuddlin', baobei, or did you have other things on your mind?"
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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"You up for some cuddlin', baobei, or did you have other things on your mind?"
Ivy was still out of breath, but she pulled herself as close to Pain as she could. She started to kiss him, her tongue doing a slow dance with his while her hands roamed over his body.
"Bed, please," she said softly.
Pain lifted her up, carried her to the bed and they both slid under the covers. She resumed her actions of kissing and touching. After a while, she pulled away from him.
"I always have other things on my mind when it comes to you," she said to him as she wiggled her hips a little. "What would you like to do?"
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