Life Onboard Serenity: #41 - Changeable Weather
POSTED BY: Isahiah
UPDATED: Monday, February 9, 2009 04:48
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Originally posted by DRPAIN:
"Not a real big fan of plaid." Pain said as they looked over the selection. He looked Ivy up and down and added with a sly grin, "At least on me. You on the other hand, now that's a different story."
"Me wearing your plaid boxers?" she asked. "Why that might be a little problematic, 'cause unless we install drawstrings in them all, they'd just end up around my ankles."
Pain cocked an eyebrow at her.
"Doesn't sound problematic to me," he said.
She glided by him and dropped some navy blue boxers in his cart.
"But Pain..." she whispered as her lips grazed his. "You don't need any boxers to do that."
She walked away from him, headed for the men's clothing section. He tilted his head and watched her backside as she walked.
Oh, my, he thought.
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Shopping with Pain and Ivy
Pain watched Ivy's backside some more, his mind entranced by the movements of her hips. Thoughts numbering in the millions, all naughty by varying degrees, entered his mind. Pain had to shake those thoughts from his head once he felt his pants tighten. He grabbed the cart and started to push it forward, following Ivy's path a little awkwardly until the the tight feeling down there vanished.
Following Ivy's path led Pain to the shirt aisle. She was looking through some of the shirts on the racks. The shirts looked nothing like the ones in the multi-packs in the cart. These ones looked nicer and probably cost more too.
"Um, baobei?" Pain asked Ivy. She looked up as he continued, "I already have shirts in the cart."
"I know you do, sweety." she replied grinning. "But every guy needs a nice shirt. That includes you, mister."
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Originally posted by DRPAIN:
"But every guy needs a nice shirt. That includes you, mister."
"But I already have a suit. That's about as nice as you can get."
"I'm looking for something in between. Something that will bring that ensemble you had on for our date up to the next level," she explained. "Just a simple, dressy shirt."
She rifled through a few racks until she came across the right one. She pulled it out. A white, crisp, collared shirt, made of a softer fabric. Not stiff or starchy at all. The fabric wasn't that boring straight up material like his suit shirt was. It was nice.
"Go try it on," she ordered as she practically pushed him towards the dressing room.
When she got there, he handed her his jacket and then had to remove his shoulder holster.
"I'm not taking off my armor."
"You better not be wearing armor when you actually do get to wear this shirt. I might worry."
He smirked at her as he slipped into the dressing room. Through a gap in the door, Ivy could see him pull his shirt off over his head. He still wore the ceramic vest, but she could visualize his muscled torso without it. She smiled, some inappropriate thoughts wandering through her head.
"How's it look?" she asked. Pain came out to show her and he looked good. "We'll buy that even if I have to forego buying clothes for myself and use the money for that shirt instead."
"No need for that, bao bei. I like it," he said as he returned to the dressing room, changed back to his other clothes.
When he came back out, he strapped on the shoulder holster again and put back on his coat. He leaned down to kiss her, his hand running through her hair at the same time.
"We're done with me now," he said. "Your turn."
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The Women's department was located on the other side of the clothing store. Ivy took lead while Pain reluctantly followed her from behind. As they snaked their way through the aisles of clothing, Pain wondered what the others were doing, especially 13. Bot Boy had been extremely quiet as of late, which wasn't like him at all. He ignored Pain and Ivy throughout the entire trip. The only type of communication they got from him was the glare he gave them while they were kissing in the cargo bay. Pain wondered if he could get the three of them together for a talk or if such a thing would be futile. He really didn't want to lose a friend like 13. Especially to something as trivial as a girl. Even though he could be annoying at times, 13's presence was a boon to Pain.
"OH, PAIN, LOOK!" shouted an excited Ivy, breaking Pain out of his train of thought. She held up a bright green cottony V-neck shirt for Pain to see and continued, "Isn't this lovely?"
"Sure is, baobei." replied Pain with a smile. "And it highlights those pretty green eyes of yours too."
"IT DOES!" she exclaimed, immediately putting it in the cart with Pain's clothes and moving on.
She rummaged though the clothes racks like as if purchasing clothes for herself was some foreign and alien thing. Truth be told she hadn't bought clothes for herself in a long long while.
Pain spotted a tan colored short sleeve shirt with buttons all the way down and asked as he pointed it out, "How about that one, darlin'?"
Ivy looked to where Pain was pointing and spotted the shirt he was talking about. She walked over to it and examined the texture of the fabric, the style of the buttons, the feminine edge it had.
After what seemed like an eternity to Pain, Ivy said as she placed it in the cart along with the other shirt, "You have a good eye, Pain."
"Wouldn't be a good merc if'n I didn't have two good peepers." he replied sheepishly as they moved on.
Ivy got herself another shirt before taking Pain into the pants section where she looked over the selection. She didn't stray into the overly girly section, but instead kept toward the not-quite-work portion. Ivy picked up a few pairs of docker style pants, one in a light brownish color and another that was in the khaki family of color.
She placed them into the cart and lead Pain back over to the dressing rooms. As they stopped near an unoccupied one, Ivy smiled and said, "No peeking, mister."
Pain smiled widely and answered, "No peekin', you have my word."
As Ivy grabbed the clothes she placed in the cart, she turned her head to Pain and gave him a wink before closing the dressing room door.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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She got into the dressing room and looked around. It was roomier than the ones they used to have at home. She tried on the first outfit; the green top and the tan pants. She walked out of the dressing room acting like a runway model.
Pain looked at her. The pants hugged every curve she had and the shirt’s V neck was deeper than he thought it would be. But it was what it did to her eyes that caught him the most. The color in her green eyes literally jumped out at him.
“Wow Ivy,” he said. “You look great.”
She bounced over to the mirror. Turning several different ways, she smiled at him.
“I like it!”
She went back into the dressing room and tried on the other outfit. It looked well on her but the color of the shirt was all off. It reminded her of the smocks she was made to wear…
“Move on, Ivy” Tommy told her. “That part is old news.”
“I am,” Ivy responded. “It just reminds me of that place.”
“So, don’t get it.”
“But he liked it.”
“But if it makes you uncomfortable, go with something else.”
Ivy nodded and then called out to Pain.
“That tan shirt with the buttons?”
“Yes? Does it fit?” he asked.
“Sure, but does it come in another color?”
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Everybody seemed to know their place with the job, ‘don’t get shot/injured/or… oh yeah, killed’, Cate could handle a gun as well as some ranchers she’d known back home, but she hadn’t used one on a person for a long time.
Not that it mattered now, what past was past and she was sure it wouldn’t come popping up any time soon.
Still, she’d already filled one of her writing books with just the people’s characterization on board of this here ship. Even Serenity seemed to have her own story to tell, from the floral decorations on the galley walls to the ‘sexual tension’ between Inara and the Captain.
Now that would be a series within itself, it’d just have to take time to figure out the little crevices and nooks of the interactions.
She mulled this over a hot cup of tea as she noted different sections within the worn book in the galley.
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Thanks for the birthday wishes I had a fantastic day!
John watched the perspective members leave the ship. Kaylee and Simon came down and he considered joining them but he didn't want to be a third wheel. River and he sat for a minute until Inara descended the stairs.
"No job for the lady?" John asked her rising
"Not today. Besides I could use some relaxation lets go look at pretty, pretty things the captain can't afford."
"I can't afford them either, but now if we do I'll have the vision of the captain in them to delight or sicken me the rest of the day. Perhaps we should"
"I'm coming," River said, all bundled up yet still barefoot. The three walked towards the door until John paused. "One second," he said to them before turning and going to the crew's qquarters. "Zoe," he said to her closed hatch. "We're planet side and we're going to the shops. Do you want to come?"
She would occasionaly, he remembered. When not working she did have fun looking at things that Wash would beg her to wear while she refused. Wash. She hadn't been herself since. "Zoe, please. You need this," he whispered to himself.
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Isahiah guided Mal down the busy thoroughfare, worming his way through the throngs of pedestrians and skirting around the unheeding carriages that trundled past him, leaving a haze of dust in their wake. A chilly wind blew by him, causing him to shiver visibly, and he clasped his arms around his frail body, with his fingers tucked under his armpits.
"How you likin' the mountain air, Izzy?" Mal asked, taking obvious pleasure in witnessing Isahiah's discomfort.
"It's... good," Isahiah hissed, the blood rapidly draining from his lips. "Invigorating."
"Yea, ain't nothing like the good ol' outdoors to prick up a guy's spirits," Mal nodded, an impish smile pulling at the corners of his mouth.
"No, I suppose not," Isahiah replied grimly.
"So how much farther's that safe house of yours anyway?"
"Just a couple more blocks down the road, I believe."
"We gonna get there before you freeze to death?"
"I wouldn't worry."
"Well hurry it up anyway," Mal enjoined, casting a dubious eye on the thick mantle of clouds that loomed overhead. "I don't like the look of these clouds, an' I ain't in no hurry to get wet."
Isahiah rolled his eyes skyward. "Oh yes, doubtless this little excursion wouldn't be complete without a thorough dousing of rainwater," he said snidely.
A thunderbolt cracked up above, and a deluge of ice cold water came pelting from the skies, permeating their clothes in a matter of seconds.
"Mountain rain," Isahiah shouted above the racket brought on by the emerging storm. "Bracing, isn't it?"
Mal glared at him, his doused hair flattened against his skin, and rivulets of water dripping from his nose and chin.
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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."
...Dust monkeys...
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Pain and Ivy's Shop-a-thon
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Originally posted by EnglishIvy:
“Sure, but does it come in another color?”
"I'll go check." replied Pain, leaving Ivy in the dressing room.
Pain walked over to where he spotted the tan button-up shirt and looked for any of the same style, but of a different color. Pain should've asked what size the shirt was, because he didn't have the foggiest clue as to what size Ivy wore. Pain mentally shrugged it off and did his best to remember what size the shirt was. He found three shirts just like the tan one. One was red with white stripes, another was brown, and the last one was a powder blue. Not finding any others, Pain walked back over to Ivy's dressing room with shirts in hand.
Pain lightly tapped on the door and said to Ivy, "Found three others. Hope there's somethin' there for you."
"Thank you, Pain." replied Ivy. She opened the door a crack and handed Pain the tan shirt while he handed her the three he found. Closing the door, she asked, "Could you return that one to the rack please?"
"Sure thing, baobei." Pain happily replied, before taking the tan shirt back to the rack he got it from and returning to Ivy's dressing room.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Ivy chose the brown shirt, since it very nearly matched the brown pants she had as well. She went outside to the cart and put her things to purchase in there.
"I took the brown one," she reported.
"It's started to rain," he told her.
"Great," she said. "Now I get to be drenched on the way back to the ship."
"We should get you something for the rain. A poncho at least."
While Pain was talking, Ivy's eyes had wandered around the store, falling on another department she wanted to visit.
"Could you go find me one, Pain?" she asked. "There are a couple of things I'd still like to look at over here."
"Sure," he said. "Meet you back here?"
"Yeah. I might try on a few other things."
"OK," Pain said, leaning down to kiss her. "I'll be right back."
"Take your time, babe."
She waited until he left the immediate area, before making a bee-line for the section she had her eyes set on.
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