GR RP "Adventures in GunRunning" ACT 17

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MERCEDESTROY

Thursday, June 17, 2004 10:08 AM

MERZ move

LOCATION – TRAVELING: GALLEY TO JAYNE’s DORM

and they think i am strange.

ROWAN
Do me a favor, would you? Ask Damon what color he’s wearing – don’t tell him I asked – and let me know what he says. Would you mind?

MERZ
Don’t mind at all. Maybe later, you can explain this behavior to me. I shall return.

until they clear the bridge, might as well do this.

MERZ trots back to crew quarters. She can hear DAMON’s voice as she approaches.
DAMON
Just so you know, Merz swore her loyalty to Mal just after you left and your doctor is on the cortex. I'm going back to work. You missed some.

Both men are still in the room, although DAMON is on his way out. She gives him time to climb out, and gets back out of his way. He is shaking his head as he moves out into the hallway.

MERZ
Wait here, I will be right back.

With the wet cloth tossed over one shoulder, MERZ swings out over the ladder one handed and drops to the floor, bypassing the ladder altogether. JAYNE is still standing in the middle of the room, drying his face, which still shows streaks of various colors. His clothing is still tossed onto the bed.

MERZ
Wait. I will get that for you.

Over his protests and seemingly oblivious to them MERZ proceeds to dab his face with the oily cloth, gently (relatively) removing the color splotches and consequently getting them on the cloth instead. He cannot really avoid her attentions, and one is somehow reminded of a small child having dirt sponged off of his face. She then goes over him with the wet cloth, which only manages to remove some of the remaining olive oil.

MERZ
Soap now. Get the oil off. She looks at him, head tilted to one side. Mind if I return later, to look at your equipment? I have work that must be done now, but I would really like to see what you have. I will show you mine, too.

MERZ steps back towards the ladder, oiled rag carefully gripped in one hand, wet one tossed back onto shoulder, soaking through her top. She climbs out, and nods to DAMON. I need to return to the Galley for a moment. Where are you going, I will catch up.

EOM

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

SAINT JAYNE

Thursday, June 17, 2004 2:54 PM

Jayne's turn:
LOCATION - JAYNE'S DORM

DAMON
"Look, it's none of our business who they is. They pay their rent, they do their work, they follow orders and obey the rules, let them be."

JAYNE
"Sure the guai is my business if it endangers the ship an' crew." Jayne's eyebrows drop slightly.

DAMON
"If there's something that needs worrying about, tell Mal or Zoe and they'll take care of it. You leave people alone and they'll leave you alone."

JAYNE
"'Course Mal knows 'bout it!" Jayne's eyebrows fall further into a frown.

DAMON
He puts a foot on the ladder and pauses. "Just so you know, Merz swore her loyalty to Mal just after you left and your doctor is on the cortex. I'm going back to work."

JAYNE
"You do that. An keep yer yap shut. I don't wanna hafta introduce yer head to the rest a' the ship." Jayne looks fully angered now.

DAMON
Nods toward the make-up still on Jayne's face as he starts to climb the ladder. "You missed some."

Jayne's face immediately relaxes. He spins towards the mirror for a better look and picks up the towel from the rack. Moments later, though, Merz lands in the stair well and walks purposefully towards him.

JAYNE
"Hey, this ain't no open house." The remainder of Jayne's protests are reduced to nonsensical noise as the oily cloth skillful buffets his face.

MERZ
"Soap now. Get the oil off." Jayne just stares at her in total surprise. "Mind if I return later, to look at your equipment? I have work that must be done now, but I would really like to see what you have. I will show you mine, too."

JAYNE
"Uh... yeah, I gots ta get ta work, too. Maybe after dinner?" Jayne walks to the sink and procedes to remove the olive oil with the soapy water still there, watching Merz in the mirror and corner of his eye as she leaves.

SQUEE

Thursday, June 17, 2004 7:48 PM

Damon's turn:
LOCATION - FRONT HALL to GALLEY

Quote:
MERZ
Wait here, I will be right back.

Damon nods and leans against the wall as Merz disappears down into Jayne's bunk.

Quote:
MERZ steps back towards the ladder, oiled rag carefully gripped in one hand, wet one tossed back onto shoulder, soaking through her top. She climbs out, and nods to DAMON. I need to return to the Galley for a moment. Where are you going, I will catch up.

"I'll go with you and we can look at the part when you are done."

Damon follows Merz to the galley, wondering how much longer Jayne will be in his bunk.

OOC: ok, that was short, but it works right?

I'm not broken, in my dream I win...

RAISTLYNNE

Thursday, June 17, 2004 8:36 PM

JONAS HEXX

Hexx's heart starts thumping in his chest, he is momentarily at a loss for words. So he does the next best thing, keeps his mouth shut and lets the lady in and discreetly puts the pistol away.

After they've knocked back a few, Eveningstar, feeling a little bold, slides next to Hexx on the bunk and growls in his ear like an animal. She says to him:"You know, I like my men to be clean shaven before I do anything with them."

Hexx replies:"Well I reckon I'm safe from you tonight then, being that I'm all scruffy at present, yeah?"

Eveningstar, not phased in the slightest, chuckles and opens a drawer under the bunk and pulls out a shaving kit. She opens it and removes a razor and some shaving cream. After filling a container with hot water, she has Hexx sit on the cabin floor with her sitting behind him on the bunk, legs wrapped around him so he can't make a quick getaway. Eveningstar proceeds to carefully shave Hexx's tanned face.

Hexx, thinking to himself:"I never would've thought I'd enjoy having someone put a razor to my throat as much as I'm liking it now! Feels like I've known her for years. Not normal for me to be letting my guard down so easily." Hexx feels himself drifting into a relaxed state.

Eveningstar finishes shaving Hexx and wipes his face down with a damp, hot cloth. With her hands on her hips she gives him a big grin and says:"MUCH better, my good sir!! Now give me a little slap and tickle, Mr. Hexx, and don't be stingy with either!!!

Hexx, smiles an almost shy smile and kisses her soundly on the mouth. He starts to pull back but she senses this and puts her hands into his hair to prevent his withdrawing. She then reciprocates his attentions with the ferocity of a caged animal. Clothes fly off bodies in a flurry of motion as the two become one and gyrate in a passioned frenzy of lovemaking. Scratching, clawing, biting one another like feral beasts in their wild desire for each other.

Hexx pulls off for a breather, but she pounces on him like a tigress saying:"You can't get away from me THAT easily. You started this, I expect satisfaction tonight Jonas."

Hexx shakes off droplets of sweat and, looking into her eyes as she straddles him, replies:"Lady, with me, satisfaction is ALWAYS guaranteed!" They proceed to find their rhythm once more.

EOM.

MERCEDESTROY

Thursday, June 17, 2004 9:20 PM

MERZ move

LOCATION – TRAVELING: JAYNE’s BUNK TO GALLEY (again)

MERZ trots back to the galley, DAMON following along behind. The rest of Serenity seems quiet enough, probably everyone else is still hanging on the bridge talking.

Entering the galley, and deciding that even DAMON does not need to know what she is up to, MERZ crosses to sink where there is a place to dispose of the rags, and wash the oil off of her own hands.

ROWAN is still cooking, intent on what she is doing, but MERZ knows she is aware they have entered the room. Carefully and intentionally catching ROWAN’s eye she places the stained cloth on the absolute top of the pile of empty wrappers and other detritus, and then carelessly drops the other rag on top of it.

MERZ carefully washes all of the oil off of her hands and then turns to DAMON.

MERZ All done here. Let’s go see what you found before everyone starts stirring about again. Maybe we will have an idea of what to do by then.

EOM

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

CHANNAIN

Thursday, June 17, 2004 9:49 PM

Rowan’s Move
LOCATION - Galley

Almighty blessings on whoever it was that stocked the pantry with enough peanut oil to float a barge. Not to mention the stovetop has a heating element in it that’s apparently powered by an encapsulated solar flare. Rowan can’t remember having water boil in less than five minutes before. Generally shipboard appliances are more akin to a small child’s wind-up toy – probably have Kaylee to thank for that benevolence.

She has just begun to happily deep-fry the chicken-ated protein when she catches movement out of the corner of her eye. Looking up, she watches Merz enter the Galley with a somewhat bewildered Damon in tow.

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MERZ knows she is aware they have entered the room. Carefully and intentionally catching ROWAN’s eye she places the stained cloth on the absolute top of the pile of empty wrappers and other detritus, and then carelessly drops the other rag on top of it.
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Rowan lifts an eyebrow of acknowledgment toward Merz as she gives Damon a teasing smile, all the while adding protein cubes to the peanut oil.

ROWAN: “Hey, Zhao di di – I hear you’re getting makeup tips from Jayne these days.”

EOM

We have art so as not to die of truth ~ Neitzsche
http://www.mnartists.org/artistHome.do?rid=7922

SQUEE

Friday, June 18, 2004 1:14 AM

Damon's turn:
LOCATION - Galley

Quote:
ROWAN: “Hey, Zhao di di – I hear you’re getting makeup tips from Jayne these days.”

Damon lets out half a laugh and shakes his head. "I ain't sayin' a thing. I had enough banging around from Jayne to last the rest of the trip."

Damon suddenly remembers that Rowan doesn't know about that whole incident (thankfully) and decides to make himself scarce in case she decides to ask. He turns to Merz and then heads for the cargo bay.

I'm not broken, in my dream I win...

TEELABROWN

Friday, June 18, 2004 2:42 PM

Posting...been a while, hasn't it?
_________
River walks over to the screen where Simon is on, smiles, and says:

"Hello, ge-ge."
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Miss-shorty-post is I, still formualting the rest.

_____________
"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 4. If that is granted, all else follows"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard

CHANNAIN

Friday, June 18, 2004 6:44 PM

Rowan’s Move
LOCATION - Galley
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Damon lets out a half a laugh and shakes his head.

DAMON: "I ain't sayin' a thing. I had enough banging around from Jayne to last the rest of the trip."
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Rowan sees realization enter his eyes all of a sudden, then the barest hint of a blush colors is high cheekbones. That would be the sole disadvantage to a fella getting cleaned up, she decides. Risking blatant exposure of every stray indiscretion.

And did she really want to know what it was Damon witnessed in Jayne’s bunk that might warrant such a pretty shade of pink? Well that would all depend, wouldn’t it?

Deep frying continues as she shakes her head, wondering yet again what manner of crew she's fallen in with.

EOM

We have art so as not to die of truth ~ Neitzsche
http://www.mnartists.org/artistHome.do?rid=7922

SAINT JAYNE

Saturday, June 19, 2004 12:00 AM

Jayne's turn:
LOCATION - JAYNE'S DORM to CARGO BAY

Jayne splashes warm water onto his face and examines it one last time in the mirror. His skin shines with cleanliness and not a hint of pigment remains. It might not matter, though. He wasn't expecting things to turn out like this. Now Damon thinks he is a nut job and how in space did Merz find out about the make-up? Gorramit, they could all know about it.

As his last act in the comfort of his room, Jayne stashes the lipstick-stained clothes and towels into his foot locker and snaps on the combination lock. Then he trudges up the ladder and to the cargo bay where his work awaits.

OOC: And if I can't post a lot while away, Jayne will just be preparing the auto-drop mechanism for the explosives.

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