Life Onboard Serenity: Forwardly Going In A Vaguely Type Direction
POSTED BY: DRPAIN
UPDATED: Sunday, November 16, 2008 04:58
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Originally posted by JOHNTHETHEATREFREAK:
"I can understand that," John said. "But hw can we get you where you need to be if you won't tell us."
Isahiah's mood darkened abruptly. "Where I need to be... hell, that's a good one," he thought. "I need a place to hole up until I can devise a plan to set things right. Whoever blew up the Dandelion is liable to come after me if my face starts turnin' up in the wrong places. Right now, chances are whoever set this up believes I'm dead, and until I know what I'm up against, my best bet's to make sure they don't come to believe otherwise.
He turned so that his legs were now hanging over the edge of the mattress, then gingerly slid off the bed and to his feet. "I'm afraid I don't have an answer for you, friend," he said, leaning hard against the bed frame to cover for his wobbly legs. "The ship I was on had a bit of a mishap. As far as I know, I'm the only one who made it out alive." His face stiffened as a sudden surge of vengeful ire possessed him for an instant. "I really don't have any particular place to be right now," he continued. "I'd say I need a bit of time to... put things into perspective. So anywhere will do, I guess."
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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."
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Originally posted by DRPAIN:
"So what do you say?"
She looked at him. She was suspicious, wary, scared and slightly hopeful, all at the same time. If you could have watched the mechanics happening in her head at the time, you probably would have seen Tommy and Ivy switch in and out faster than you could have blinked.
"Why would you do that for her?" Tommy asked him, her eyes reflecting the calm protectedness she always carried for Ivy. Pain was about to answer when her eyes softened and tears welled up in them. "Why would you do that for me? I... I'm... broken."
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Pain's Bunk
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Originally posted by EnglishIvy:
"Why would you do that for me? I... I'm... broken."
"We're all broken, baobei. In some way, shape, and form." Pain replied, looking into Tommy's eyes. "I just want to help put you back together."
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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"But what if you can't?" Ivy asked him. "What if this is it?"
"Then we'll deal with that."
"You hardly know me."
"Know enough."
Suddenly, she wriggled free from his grasp and climbed over top of him and out of the bed.
"No. No. No..." she whispered semi-frantically as she searched for her clothes. "I'm broken. Damaged. You can't want me. No one wants me..."
She found the T-shirt of Pain's that she had earlier, bent over and picked it up. She stood back up quickly only to put her hand up to her head and start to sway.
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Pain's bunk
Pain saw Ivy start to sway and rushed over to her, putting his arms around her waist to prevent her from falling. He looked into her eyes and said, "You're wrong about that, darlin'. I do want you and I'm more than willin' to do anythin' to have you."
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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"But... I think... I think I might have... done something," Ivy whispered as she looked up into Pain's eyes. "Something really bad..."
Ivy? Listen to me. Tommy's voice rang out in her head.
"I just... can't remember..." Ivy said softly.
LISTEN TO ME!
Ivy jumped and Pain started to become more concerned.
Don't look, Ivy. I'll take care of it.
"Don't look..." Ivy echoed. "She'll take care of it."
"Ivy?" Pain asked as he picked her up and brought her back to the bed and laid her down.
"Don't look..." Ivy whispered. "Don't look..."
He slid into bed next to her and wrapped his arms around her.
"So don't look, bao bei," he heard himself saying. "Do whatever Tommy is telling you to. I'm right here. I'm not leaving."
Pain could feel her physically relax as she started to drift off. Right before she closed her eyes, Pain heard her speak and he knew right away that it was Tommy.
"Thank you, Pain," she said as she tilted her face up to his and kissed him. "Thank you."
Then she fell asleep, exhausted.
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Pain's Bunk
"You're welcome." he said to the sleeping beauty before him.
He gave her a kiss on the forehead before closing his own eyes and drifting off to sleep. Today had been a very interesting and strange day so far. As he slumbered next to Ivy and Tommy, he wondered what the evening would bring.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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The Bridge
Mal stood there looking out into the black. His mind was full of turmoil. There were too many variables happening on his boat at the same time.
He needed to alleviate some of them, but strangely enough, they were all injured: Ivy, Aiko and the newcomer.
He couldn't exactly space them, as much as that would alleviate the problem, but he wasn't that cold.
But he could dump them off the ship when they came to the nearest port. Ivy'd be the first one. She was dangerous. She was worming her way into his crew. She had won over Pain, that was plainly evident. She probably had Kaylee liking her too. John didn't seem to be bothered by her presence and River had actually defended her.
Gorram it! Mal thought. What in the rutting Hell is going on around here?
He still thought she was a fed. She gave a plausible enough excuse, but he didn't believe in coincidences. But then again, River had defended her.
Aha! He needed River. She had to know more than she was letting on.
Mal turned to look back at River, who was busy rechecking their course, making such that they were getting back on course after their detour to pick up his latest problem.
"Not going to tell you," River said softly as she stood up to join him.
"Not going to tell me?" he asked incredulously. "Need I remind you that this is my boat. I am the Captain."
"It's not the right time."
"River," Mal said, his ire starting to spike. "What is she hiding?"
"It's not the right-" River started before she stopped dead. A flood of emotion cascaded over her. It was so strong that she was nearly knocked off her feet. Mal reached out and steadied her.
"What is it, lil' albatross?" he asked searching her eyes. "What do you see?"
"Fear. Confusion. Uncertainty."
Another, stronger wave of emotion washed over her and River let out a whimper. She could could feel Ivy's turmoil and it was profound. She had gotten a few glimpses before, enough to piece together some of the horrible facts surrouding Ivy's life, but this sudden onslaught was more graphic. More raw.
BANG!
River heard the shot in her mind, but it was still startling enough to make her jump.
"River?" Mal asked. "Are you OK?"
"Horror. Guilt. Death," River said taking on the cadence of an episode like she used to get before Miranda. "It hides, but it's never far. Always there."
"River?" Mal asked again looking into River's eyes for some explanation. Hearing her like this again was starting to freak him out.
Then, River felt it ebb. It calmed. Or actually, it was being calmed. The emotions were falling away into silence.
"Pain," she whispered. Of course Mal was thinking about physical pain, but River actually meant the man.
"You OK?" Mal asked her. She nodded slowly. "Tell me where I need to go"
River knew she couldn't tell him it was actually occuring just a couple yards away.
"It's fine now," she said. She thought about John. He had gone down to the infirmary, but she didn't know if he was close enough to feel the assault of emotions stemming from Ivy's pain. The distance probably muted it, but she wouldn't be surprised if he felt something. Plus, she needed to give Mal something to do. "But you might want to check on John. Just tell him that everything's OK."
"Don't seem like everything's OK," Mal retorted. "Haven't seen you like that since before Miranda."
"I'm fine. Just check on John," she said as she sat down in the pilot's seat. "And tell Simon I want to talk to him later."
Mal looked at her funny, she could feel the fact that he knew something was going on, but he turned and made his way quickly towards the infirmary.
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Pain's Bunk
Pain dreamed of Ivy as he slept. They were sitting on a porch swing on the porch of a ranch house, cuddling as they watched a group of mustangs frolic in a field. Pain didn't recognize the house, nor the landscape that surrounded it. He looked up in the afternoon sky and saw the outline of a large gas giant looming over the horizon. He squinted and could just make out some of the rings that vertically orbited the planet. He couldn't place the name of the gas giant, but it didn't look like any of the planets he knew of. Taking his eyes off of it, Pain focused them on Ivy.
She sat there on the swing, his arms wrapped around her, holding her tight. She was wearing one of his shirts and had her hair up in a ponytail. He gazed longingly into her green eyes before smiling and bringing his lips closer to hers' in a passionate embrace.
Just as he was enjoying their lip locking, one of the mustangs trotted over to them, and said to Pain in Ivy's voice, "Pain? Are you awake? Pain?"
Pain shook his head and opened his eyes, blinking the fuzziness from them. Ivy was propped up on one arm, the other on his shoulder and shaking him.
Pain cleared his throat, smiled at Ivy, and said, "Hey, babe, I was just havin' a dream about you." Propping himself up on one of his own elbows, he gave her a kiss, then asked, "What do you need?"
"I was wondering.." she trailed off, as one of her fingers traced a lazy circle around his chest. "If you could get me somethin' to drink? I'm really thirsty."
Pain smiled at Ivy and reluctantly replied, "Yeah sure, baobei."
He gave her a quick peck on the forehead before climbing out of bed and scooping up one of the glasses. Pain walked over to the sink in his room, pulled it out, and started to fill the glass.
"You have a sink in here?" Ivy asked as she watched him.
"Yep." replied Pain, smiling as he pushed the sink back into the wall. As he sat down on the bed and handed her the glass, he continued, "Also got a fold out toilet underneath it. So you know, if'n you got to go, you don't have to trek outside and all the way over to the shower room."
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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With one last wearied look at River, Mal stooped his head and moved through the hatchway linking the bridge to the foredeck. Things had gotten to be entirely too outlandish on his boat over the last little while. First, half of his high upkeep security contingent had taken a fancy to one of the travelers and had seldom been seen or heard from since.
Next, they had happened on a meandering escape pod that fetched a survivor from a mysterious deep-space calamity, who, following his being retrieved and turned over to Simon for some much needed doctoring, had assaulted the medic on account of some erring episode of post-traumatic hysteria. And, last but not least, River had just had an attack of kookiness evocative of her unnerving, and occasionally murderous, ways of yore.
He didn't think of himself as being altogether averse to change, and was willing to put up with the odd inconvenience so as to indulge the needs of the crew, but this was more than he could bear at once. He was hell-bent on getting some answers out of his more troublesome tenants, and those who would fail to produce satisfactory ones would find their stay on his boat to be short indeed.
He came down the staircase and barreled into the infirmary. "'Good a place as any to start," he thought.
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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."
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