VFF The Book continues 4
POSTED BY: Colt999
UPDATED: Saturday, April 26, 2014 13:20
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*Grayson’s hover pulls up in front of the Book’s cargo bay. He hops out and helps abbey to the ground and then pulls her suitcase out as well. *
Grayson: As usual, it has been a pleasure, abbey. I’m down a couple of hundred credits, but my new friend, Peter, was very happy on making a gain. You’ll probably have a regular customer out of him.
abbey: That would be enjoyable. And you, please feel free to contact me at any time and I will try my best to schedule a session with you. Just this time, can we be a little more professional?
Grayson *laughing*: Now what fun would that be?
*Grayson looks up into the cargo bay where Colt is intensely studying the exchange between abbey and Grayson. Grayson notices him.*
Grayson *gesturing slightly*: Is that the guy you wouldn’t talk about? *abbey glances back, sees Colt and blushes again. Grayson smiles widely.* Got you again! My, this session has been laden with blushes!
abbey: I assure you Grayson. I do not need any help in the romance department. Anyway, he’s not my type and he’s not interested anyway.
Grayson *raises his eyebrow at her*: So that’s why he’s looking out here like I stole something from him.
abbey *eyes wide*: He is not! *She’s afraid to turn around for a longer look in fear he is actually doing what Grayson says he is.*
Grayson *nodding slightly*: He is. *abbey rolls eyes*
abbey: I am not having this conversation with you… I have nothing to say about the matter.
Grayson *smiles*: Well, then let’s give him something to talk about. *Without warning, Grayson pulls abbey into a long kiss. She is stunned but somehow manages to not make it look as it she is. Finally, Grayson lets her go.*
abbey *whispers, shocked*: Grayson!
*Grayson looks back at Colt and chuckles when he gets the response he predicted. Colt is nearly 3 strides closer than before and his arms are held straight at his sides with his fists cleanched.*
Grayson *still chuckling*: You should see the look on his face. Priceless!
abbey *still flabbergasted*: Grayson!
*Grayson spins her around and smacks her on the behind as he pushes her off towards the ship. abbey yelps at the contact and shoots him a glare as she continues walking. Grayson laughs heartily. When she is almost to the ramp, he yells out to her.*
Grayson: Wear the green outfit next time! *Grayson gets in hover and departs.*
*abbey tries to look nonchalant about the whole situation by refusing to look in Colt’s direction. However, he walks towards her and blocks her way. She looks up at him trying to say something that would allow her a quick exit, but sees the black eye and cut.*
abbey: What the hell happened to you?
*Surprised by force of her comment, Colt pauses before he answers. She sees her opportunity to bolt and does so, brushing past him toward her shuttle.*
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*Well there's your answer stupid. Guess it was all in your head*
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abbey: What the hell happened to you?
*I she shoots by me and off to her shuttle. I can't help but admire her long legs as she climbs the staircase. I hear her beau's hover start back up and turn to see him nod his head and wave. Asshole......him or me?*
Sky: Load's tied down. *She watches him fly off* Should I just shoot Mobbex now. You know he won't be able to keep quite about this.
*I walk into the infirmary. Doc is there counting supplies*
Oram: Ouch. Deal go bad?
No just the wrong place at the wrong time. *I think back to the cargo bay*
Oram: Here put this on.
*She gives me something for my eye and a cold pack. I leave without as much as a thank you and head towards my bunk*
Wash: We leaving after the repairs are done or does Abbey havs a date tonight.
*I shoot a look at Wash. Toss the cold pack on the ground.*
I guess I'll go find out.
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(working under the nacelle Colt walks up)
Colt: Hey Spots how are things goin up there
**muffled speech... a audible clunk**
(Spots comes sliding out)
Just fine capt.
Colt: what was that noise
o that was just the pipe locking into place
Colt: well whats the eta?
**whiping the oil from his face** ohh about 20 min or so
Colt: ok good... anything you need a large wrench, or hammer?
no capt im fine
Colt ok you finish up here i have some Capitany things to do
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(after testing the pressure in the lines and satified, moves onto the next item on his list, Abbeys door)
Oi, one of these days im just gona tear these things off
(geting to work on the sticking rams, finishing with the door staying a hail Mary under my breath to keep the door from breaking again, walking back to the engine room to finish up on some modifications and see if Brit's rearranging of things is working)
(about an hour later asleep on the floor Colt walks in)
Colt: hey spots.... **hitting the com** DOC i need your help, engine room
(groaning, i role over)
who the what the hey now **eyes still heavy with sleep**
Colt: Oram never mind... the hell are you doing napping on the engine room floor (begins to laugh at Spots)
What???
Colt: your face
(reaching up i feel that the left side of my face is checkered like the grating of the floor)
crap, oh and your one to talk Capitan shiner. but hey we can be messed up face buddies
(Brit come waltzing into the engine room)
Brit: oh funny Spot so atypically cheerful yet all the reasons to be angry **cocking her head to the right** can i play checkers on your face
No
Brit; you sure **leaning closer**
Yes im sure
Brit: Fine **sticks out her tongue**
Fine *sticking my tongue out right back*
(Brit turns and leaves skipping and humming a tune)
Colt**shaking his head*** you realize your nuts, shes nuts, and Im nuts for having you on my boat
so we are a fine bowl of mix nuts. then
Colt: ugh **turning and walking away**
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***stands there watching the exchange*****
so capt. if you got a min I would like tp tell you my story over dinner.
*****heads to my room removes the guns waters the bonzai*********
Oram: hey so how do you like the new 2nd pilot?
Wash: need some more practice. lol
I am a leaf on the wind
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*I pass Spots and Stan working on Abbeys door. I fight the urge to barge in, and knock.*
*Abbey pulls back the curtain* Abbey: Oh, it’s you. *She walks back into the shuttle*
*She changed out of her working clothes, into a silky black top and dark skirt. She looks...stunning. I can't help but stare.*
Abbey: You wanted something?
Yeah *snapping out of it* Yeah I do. We're heading out after repairs. Thought you might want to know.
Abbey: I knew.
I just thought if you had a date tonight you might want to cancel it.
Abbey: I've finished my business here.
I bet you have.
Abbey: What do you mean by that?
You know what I mean. Guess I should have inquired a bit further into what a gamer does.
Abbey: Oh you mean Grayson, that not what it looks... *the full implication of my comment sinks in* HOW DARE YOU?
Who'd a thought, Gamer is just another word for Companion with lower standards.
*A card shuffler flies past my head and smashes against the wall, followed by just about everything in arms reach of her*
Abbey: YOU HAVE A LOT OF NERVE. You fly about pretending to be a Captain. You would have been grounded by now if I hadn't come along. How many jobs have you had since I gave you my deposit?
AT LEAST WHEN I FIND WORK I DON'T HAVE TO THROW IN LIP SERVICE.
Abbey: And I'm sure they all sleep easier at night knowing they don't have to kiss you.
Just how much does client have to lose, to get one from you?
*She stops throwing things and charges*
Abbey: I’ll black both your eyes
*I grab her hands. She struggles against me. Finally she stops*
Abbey: What business is it of yours? Why do you care what I do?
*The question hangs in the air. Do I answer it?*
*I let go of her hands and move my arm around her waist, pulling her to me. Then we kiss. Her body relaxes in my arms. After a few seconds we pull away.*
Abbey: Oh
I’m sorry I shouldn’t hav…
Abbey: No it’s alright…I mean it’s…
I just got…
Abbey: Yeah…a
It won’t happen again.
Abbey: Of course probably the stress of…
Our…ordeal!
Abbey: Yes it was…I’ve heard people in that kind of situation are unnaturally drawn to one another.
Unnaturally? Yeah…yeah that sounds…I think I’ve heard that. Well I’ll be going. See you at dinner.
Abbey: Right…a…see you then.
*I exit the shuttle and see Stan and Spots trying to avoid eye contact. I lean back in the curtain.*
*Talking way louder than needed* I’ll be sure to check that scheduling issue we discussed.
*Turning to Spots and Stan* She had a thing with the schedule, lining up a game. Needed to know when we were… Door coming along nice. See you two at dinner.
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*Storms past the Captain. Makes her way into her bunk and starts cleaning it up. She shoves her clothes into a suitcase and a bag, then goes to the cargo bay, gets a box, and brings it back to her bunk where she begins putting her guns and other weaponry inside of it.*
Still on Colt's jiàn wù piece of go se ship and always takin' the fall for other people. 'Specially him. Hell, he's an old friend, but gorrammit...
And gettin' dòng xīn over his renter? What kinda person has he become? Walkin' around like he's some yào rén dú cái zhě...
*stops packing her stuff for a moment and just sits, staring at the floor. Her solemn mood quickly changes back to anger as she continues to pack her stuff up. Once she is finished, she finds Colt.*
Colt!
Colt: Huh? Hey Sky, we’re gonna be heading out soon as the repairs are done so—
I want off.
Colt: You what?
I want off.
Colt: Whoa, whoa, let’s not be hasty.
I’ve been on this ship for too long. Can’t deal with this no more, Colt. We got ourselves a past and all but I don’t get anything good out of bein’ here. We’re barely survivin’ up here, Colt. And I ain’t gonna protect you from that hóu sūn giant idiot anymore. You got yourself a bunch of crazies on board, I’m surprised the gorram preacher didn’t go trigger happy on all of us.
Colt: So we’ve let a few wack-jobs on board… that’s no reason for you to leave.
Hell yeah it is! I can’t even sleep at night in fear of my own gorram life! Afraid the ape-king is gonna find his way into my bunk while on a mean streak and slit my gorram throat!
Colt: Sky, I let you on this boat because I felt you were worthy to be on this boat. It’s like you told Mobbex earlier… “the fact that you’re here means he must think you’re worth having around….” Same goes for you Sky, you know that.
Don’t change the fact that I can’t stand the people here.
Colt: You know, you complain a lot.
I, what?
Colt: Complain a lot. I let you on my boat and all you’ve done since then is complain to no end. Why don’t you quit being so gorram pessimistic and take into consideration that I let you on MY boat! I know more than anyone here that this is the only place you got, so I don’t see what you have to nitpick about. If I let you off here where in the ‘verse will you have to go? The streets? As far as I know, you lost your boat and so did I. I got a new one and you didn’t… So here I am, inviting you on mine and all you have to do is complain? You know what? Fine. Go ahead and leave. Don’t need you anyhow.
*Sky is showing no sign of emotion on her face. On the inside, she feels horribly guilty and pretty much crappy. However, her mood won’t let her push her pride aside so she just turns around and stomps off to her bunk.*
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(after finishing with his work Spots sits down in the den with his cello and begins to play) "
"(Colt walks in add plops down in a big chair)
Colt: ***sigh***
(Spots looking up but continuing)
you want me to stop?
Colt: no...no its nice its just been an interesting day
yeah i hear your conversation with sky... **pauses for a complex part of the song** it seems to me that a crew is like a family we all have a different back ground and we all care for each other when the chips are down.
Colt: are you always so philosophically while playing?
yes and no because this is my emotional outlet my pain and sorrow show themselves in every the minor cord and every song i play. also this is what i do when im not working on the boat i have a hard time thinking about the Universe and the secondary induction system at the same time ... **coming to a crescendo and finishing the song**
(Spots packing his cello)
Your a good man and a great Capitan and its my honor to keep this boat in the air **pating the wall** i think after we get payed for this lumber hall things with the crew will calm down.
(Spots standing to leave)
Colt; thank Spots we wouldn't be going anywhere with out you. we're still flying and that all that i ask of this Verse
(walking toward his bunk turning)
well ill try and keep us there
(heads of to his bunk)
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abbey hears Colt trying to get past Spots and Stan as he exits her shuttle:
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*Turning to Spots and Stan* She had a thing with the schedule, lining up a game. Needed to know when we were… Door coming along nice. See you two at dinner.
*abbey’s hand drifts up to her lips. It had been nice… well, more than nice… she still felt a little weak in the knees. Then a realization dawned on her.*
abbey *whispering to herself*: He kissed me! Grayson was right!
*She feels her throat constrict a bit.*
abbey *almost out loud*: And I liked it!
*She feels her throat get tighter. She almost reaches for her inhaler, but simply sits down and works on calming herself. She hasn’t needed the inhaler for a day or so. But trying to calm herself doesn’t help, because as she is trying to calm herself down, her mind wanders back to her attack while they were at the chimney in the forest. How he held her so tenderly… And now he’d kissed her. That just only opened up a whole new set of emotions, compounding her tension.*
abbey *standing abruptly*: Good God!
*abbey looks around on the floor to see a slew of things broken and littering the floor.*
abbey: Yes. I need to clean this up. Clean… Don’t think… Breathe… Clean… Don’t think… Breathe… *she repeats over and over as she picks everything up.*
*It takes about 30 minutes before everything is back in order. She notes that she needs to buy another card shuffler, a lamp and some bar ware. But she is calm. Then she hears an announcement over the comm. It is him*
Colt: Chow is in 15 minutes.
*When he was done, she notices that her heart is beating faster again. *
abbey: Good God!
*She checks out her reflection in the mirror. She touches up her make-up, brushes her hair (leaves it down and long) and considers changing clothes, but decides not to. After a couple of minutes, she takes a deep breath and puts on her “poker” face before she heads towards the galley.*
abbey *under her breath*: Here goes...
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*I stand in front of the mirror thinking about the last couple hours events.*
The deal went well, not counting the black eye staring back at me. Invictus had gone. Mobbex seemed sort of up beat considering Sky had drawn down on him. Sky had thrown the fit I had been waiting on. And Abbey...well. *I think back to her shuttle and the kiss.* Stupid. What was I thinking? Will she leave? No...No she said it was understandable. Just got to pretend it didn't happen. *Thoughts of her in my arms. The butterflies in my stomach as our lips touched*
Yeah that'll be easy.*rolling my eyes*
*I head up the ladder and meet Sky in the passageway*
You still here? If you hurry you might be able to catch up with the Padre.
Sky: Don't much like the climate here. Thinking Whitefall might suit me better.
Gonna need you on Whitefall. Got a little more info on Patience. Might not be the sweet old lady we were expecting. Afterwards you can take your cut and be on your merry. Unless you’re reconsidering?
*She gives me a go to hell look and heads to the galley*
She's reconsidering.
*I enter the galley and Brit, who usually sits next to me, has taken Abbey's seat at the table. I look at her for an explanation but she’s busy...listening to the salt shaker? I take my seat.*
Smells good
Sky: Maybe you should open a lunch wagon. Might pay better.
Mobbex: Ha *reaching for the rolls*
What your not pissed at her?
Mobbex: What for?
*I'm wondering if Abbey's memory will be as short when she enters the room. I stand as she enters and immediately wince as everyone but Brit giving me a "what are you doing?" look. I sit quickly*
Glad you could join us.
*Abbey sees the seating arrangements and if it bothers her she hides it well. She sits down next to me and I smell a hint of her perfume. Funny how something like that can go unnoticed before, but now has such an affect. *thinking back to the kiss*
Sky: You don't want any? *She’s holding a bowl of potatoes in front of me*
Oh...Yeah *I take the bowl, put some on my plate and pass it to Abbey*
Abbey: Thank you.
*No eye contact. Guess I'm the only one struggling here.*
*The conversation picks up at the table. I try to nod or smile at the right places.*
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***stands there watching the exchange*****
so capt. if you got a min I would like tp tell you my story over dinner.
*****heads to my room removes the guns waters the bonzai*********
Oram: hey so how do you like the new 2nd pilot?
Wash: need some more practice. lol
I am a leaf on the wind
*Trying to clear my mind* Wash you had something you wanted to talk about?
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