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Life Onboard Serenity: #43 – Moving Back As You’re Moving On

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Friday, December 18, 2009 3:36 AM

Pain took that chance and hurled a fist in the direction of Jayne's face. Knuckles connected with jaw sending Jayne staggering back from the force of the blow, but not falling. He held his jaw in one hand as he narrowed his eyes at Pain.

Pain had his own set of eyes narrowed at Jayne as he growled, "Nobody calls my girl a slut, you ching wah tsao duh liou mahng. You're goin' to apologize to her or I'll beat an apology out of you."

Jayne growled and launched himself at Pain and the fists began to fly once more. The question was, how long would it take to break the two mercenaries up and who was going to do it?


Ching wah tsao duh liou mahng: Frog humping son of a b****.

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Tuesday, December 22, 2009 5:59 AM

The constant back and forth between alias and fugitive was starting to piss Doc off. It wasn't the fact that her original life was now unattainable; she never really was the person that was expected. It was more the fact that now the only way for her to at least mostly be herself was by living lie after lie after lie. The bartender on Beaumonde was fine, until the feds caught up. Being a hired gun on a Dragonfly and a cattle rustler were both nice, as was owning a store on Ezra, until the feds burned it down.

But maybe she couldn't have truth either. The one place she had had to live the lie the least, and made the truest connection was the one that also came the closest to destroying her. She walked into the cargo bar, looking for a way to burn off all of her additional stress.

It is the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting

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Tuesday, December 29, 2009 4:35 AM

John looked up as the fight started. This wasn't the best time for this at all. He knew for a fact that he wouldn't be physically able to pull apart the two men who were both bigger and stronger than he was. The fight was heated and intense for both men, so he needed to act quickly before one of them hurt the other.

"Hey!" he said exiting the infirmary, "Stop it." He said the words forcefully. "You need to get a hold of yourselves. I am fully understanding that the mental fuzziness of the girl lying over there is a cause for much controversy, but I doubt she wants to wake up to find either of you injured next to her."

"Man's got a point," Mal said, authority ringing clear, "we have a job and a client onboard. You need to settle or I'll leave the both of you here." Whether the captain or John would get through to them remained to be seen.

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Wednesday, December 30, 2009 5:06 AM

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Originally posted by johnthetheatrefreak:
"Hey!" he said exiting the infirmary,


Pain landed a punch to Jayne's jaw as the two fought for dominance over the other on the floor. Pain went from being on top throwing punches left and right, to being on the floor and receiving punches in return. Both men were busy trying to either knock the other out or choke them into submission, that they didn't hear John as he exited the infirmary and tried to get their attention.

Quote:

"Stop it." He said the words forcefully.

Pain was on the bottom with Jayne on top of him. Both men had hands on the others' face and a fist armed and ready. It was only then with both of their faces looking at John, that they paused in their fighting.

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"You need to get a hold of yourselves. I am fully understanding that the mental fuzziness of the girl lying over there is a cause for much controversy, but I doubt she wants to wake up to find either of you injured next to her."

Jayne dropped his fist to his side, but still had his hand on Pain's face, a finger very close to poking Pain in the eye. They stayed like that while John spoke. Pain's chested heaved up and down as he listened to John's words, the adrenaline from the fight slowly fading from Pain's mind and allowing him to think rationally. He was right though. Ivy probably wouldn't like seeing him sitting by her all bloodied and banged up. She'd most likely be angry with him and withhold sex from him until he apologized to both her and Jayne as well as the Captain and whoever else had seen the fight. Of course with what happened with her today, sex probably wasn't even on her mind at this point.

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"Man's got a point," Mal said, authority ringing clear, "we have a job and a client onboard. You need to settle or I'll leave the both of you here."

Pain and Jayne both looked at John and Mal before looking at each other. They sighed their defeat and silenty struck a truce with one another. Pain felt Jayne get off of him and offered a hand. After a silent moment, Pain took Jayne's hand and stood up off the floor. As they dusted themselves off, they hung their heads down and Jayne muttered, "We're sorry."

Pain added to that, "We let our words and fists get the better of us and cloud our judgment. Won't happen again."

"Best see to it that it don't." replied Mal. "Neither of you are of any use to me if y'all are laid up in the infirmary bruised and bloodied. Need all the help I can get for this job. Can't exactly have that if you two are knocked out and unconscious. Got that?"

"Yes sir." both mercenaries said, their heads still hanging low. They then looked up at both John and Mal and replied with their respective tails between their legs, "We're sorry."

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Monday, January 4, 2010 5:50 PM

Years ago:
Of all the go se inns they had slept in, this was not the worst. Unfortunately, in awful situations, it becomes difficult to put things in perspective. For Knives, this was about as bad as it could get. He sat in the burning hot room. The gang took up their usual positions. Doc was sitting in a chair near the door, fiddling with the guns that she had finished cleaning and inspecting an hour ago. Juliet was sleeping, or at least pretending to sleep. And Knives had taken up his usual position near the window, cautiously looking out without being seen.

He hated the times like this. As necessary as he knew they were, he hated sitting still. He hated being stuck inside. He was ready for something to happen. He was finally getting used to the system. For them to do their work, they first had to find a job, and it was best if John just took care of it. Occasionally, Doc would join him, but not this time. Knives found himself studying her as she continued to fiddle. He loved to notice the little moves she made habitually. She went through the weapons almost as if it were some variety of ritual. There was something about watching her while she didn’t realize anyone was paying attention that he loved. In these moments she would stop being Doc. She would really be herself, the true person inside. He just wished she could see how beautiful that person was.

John suddenly burst into the room. On his face was a smirk, a look of triumph. “We have work?” Juliet asked from the bed, no longer feigning sleep.

“Yeah, we have a job,” John announced with a smirk, “and it’s a big one.”

Now:
And there she was. He had not expected her. The not Doc, the woman he had been in love with. This not Doc was different though. She was troubled, upset. She had let down her ruse for different reasons. Knives had seen the warrant. He knew she was troubled.

He quietly climbed up the stairs. On a better day, she would have heard him coming a mile away. Today, however, he could sneak right up to her and tap her shoulder. “Boo,” he said.

She whirled and punched him square in the jaw. He fell to the ground, cursing himself for actually being surprised. “Is that any way to treat an old friend?” he asked rising cockiness in his voice. He could see her realizing who he was. She stood, silenced by shock.

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Wednesday, January 6, 2010 6:57 AM

Ivy was waking up. It was hazy. Her brain hurt to think, but she knew she had to. She felt this way before.

But when? The feeling was so familiar...

When?

Then she remembered. He'd drugged her and many of the others multiple times before.

She forced herself to sit up. She shook her head trying to knock the haze out of her head. She had to wake up quick before he came back. She had to be ready.

She slid off the place she was laying on. Her legs held for a second before buckling. She tried to stop herself from going down, but just managed to knock a tray of instruments over on her way down. She winced when she hit the floor, but she fought to get up. She forced herself back up on her feet as someone came in .

"Ivy?" the voice said. "Get back in bed."

"N-No..." she ground out. "Not getting back in your bed ever again."



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Friday, January 8, 2010 6:08 AM

Outside the infirmary

Pain heard the clatter of something hitting the infirmary floor. He turned his gaze over to that direction and saw Ivy struggling to get to her feet, a tray of instruments strewn across the floor. She had some trouble getting up, but she managed to stand on her own two feet.

Inside the infirmary

He went in to help her and asked her to get back in the bed. He thought she was back to normal, but somehow he knew she wasn't and that niggling suspicion was backed up by what she said to him.

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"N-No..." she ground out. "Not getting back in your bed ever again."


It was tearing Pain up inside that she was still acting like this. Like she was still in her own little reality where everyone she knew on Serenity were strangers to her. Simon had come in and Pain looked at him, his eyes conveying to the doctor that she was still not well. The doctor quickly went to get another sedative as Pain tried unsuccessfully to get Ivy to recognize him.

He managed to get her back in the exam chair, but not without having to use physical force. She kicked, screamed and thrashed about before Simon was able to inject her again. Her body slowly became limp and the screaming and shouting faded as the drug took effect. Once she was sleeping again, Pain pulled up a chair and sat next to her. With his face resting in his hands, he contemplated his relationship with her and if she'd be better off in Grayson's care if she didn't snap out of it.

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Sunday, January 10, 2010 8:08 PM

Rutting Hell...

"Move on... There is nothing to see here..."

Looks over at Pain and gives him a dirty look.

"Don't make fun of me. I can hurt you."

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Sunday, January 10, 2010 8:11 PM

Inara came down a while after Ivy was sedated the second time. She saw Pain sitting next to her as she laid on the bed in the infirmary. It was nearly heartbreaking. Inara put on a sympathetic smile.

"How's she doing?" she asked, even though she knew the poor woman was not in her right mind."

"Not good," Pain answered quietly.

"I heard about the incident with Jayne and what happened down here," she said as she touched Pain's shoulder in support. "She must have gone through Hell when she was a slave. It's obvious that she was abused mentally, physically and..."

Inara paused for a second before continuing. She didn't know if Pain had accepted what else was done to her.

"and sexually," Inara went on. "I can tell you are questioning if you are helping her at all.

"I can tell you that I really think you are. She's had her bumps while here, but other than this episode, she's been happy. Very happy. She loves you very much.

"If you love her half as much as she does you, you have to be there for her. She relies on you as much as she does her alter personality. Tommy is it? You make her feel safe."

Inara rubbed Pain's shoulder.

"You'll get through this. She's a strong woman," Inara reassured him. "But perhaps you might want to give Grayson a call, just to tell him what you've found out. Tell him he's not needed here right now, but he should know."

Inara paused again.

"I have a friend who deals with women who have been abused sexually," she offered. "I could call her. Maybe she can help us help Ivy.

"Would you like me to do that?"


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Monday, January 11, 2010 10:04 PM

Ignore this

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