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taxonomites2010-01-10 08:53 pm
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1 - New Arrivals [Holo]
"OW! Bèn tiānshēng de yìduī ròu. Ain't met a doctor yet didn't get into it for th' pain-causin' part." Jayne's grumbling's precedes his entrance into view, shoved along by an exasperated looking Simon. He'd head for that stupid chair where the doc does all his torturing, but...it looks to have disappeared. "Wha...?"
"Trust me, Jayne, there isn't a single thing that involves you I can take pleasure in." If it weren't for the fact that Simon's not entirely sure his patient's t shirt might actually carry new and exotic strains of bacteria, he'd physically propel him into the infirmary. "And if you'd rather I just leave you to it, gangrene is only highly possible. Not inevitable."
Jayne's not listening anymore, Simon, so you can prattle on about your green gangs all you want, there's more interesting things than you here. (Not like that's different from every other day, though.)
"Where- I knew it! I told 'em, but don't no one listen to Jayne Cobb, he ain't smart 'nough to know Alliance when he sees 'em standin' 'round with their shiny rooms an' their fancy doctor manners."
Simon has to measure his words carefully, here. "You betrayed us to the Alliance, in case you've forgotten. And was the reward for myself and River a clever ruse to gain the trust of a few smugglers we weren't even likely to meet?"
However, the sincere lack of anything resembling Serenity is disturbing. "Where are we?"
"Aw, zāogāo- ain't nobody ever gonna forget that." Though Jayne can't rightly promise he wouldn't do it again. Which he sure as hell would, 'cause look where they are now!
And ain't that a first, him noticing things before old Smarty-Britches. "I reckon you can answer that, seein' as you're the one brought me here! P'robly gonna...cut out my insides an' study 'em or somethin', watch we twitch...how come my arm ain't hurtin' no more?"
"One does tend to remember betrayal on that scale, yes." This whole situation has moved beyond ludicrous and into unbelievable. "I didn't bring you anywhere, Jayne. And I-- it's not? Let me see it."
Jayne jerks his arm away and back up from Simon and...well any other strange-looking thing that might be nearby. Something's weird, in that seen-it-before-but-ain't way things sometimes get, and he hates that feeling. It ain't normal.
"Maybe I'm dreamin'..." Nightmare, more like. What with Simon being in it and all. Only thing that'd make it worse is that addle-brained sister of his.
[ooc: Simon and Jayne have arrived together, yes. Be prepared to be answered by either one (or both) of them. :)]
"Trust me, Jayne, there isn't a single thing that involves you I can take pleasure in." If it weren't for the fact that Simon's not entirely sure his patient's t shirt might actually carry new and exotic strains of bacteria, he'd physically propel him into the infirmary. "And if you'd rather I just leave you to it, gangrene is only highly possible. Not inevitable."
Jayne's not listening anymore, Simon, so you can prattle on about your green gangs all you want, there's more interesting things than you here. (Not like that's different from every other day, though.)
"Where- I knew it! I told 'em, but don't no one listen to Jayne Cobb, he ain't smart 'nough to know Alliance when he sees 'em standin' 'round with their shiny rooms an' their fancy doctor manners."
Simon has to measure his words carefully, here. "You betrayed us to the Alliance, in case you've forgotten. And was the reward for myself and River a clever ruse to gain the trust of a few smugglers we weren't even likely to meet?"
However, the sincere lack of anything resembling Serenity is disturbing. "Where are we?"
"Aw, zāogāo- ain't nobody ever gonna forget that." Though Jayne can't rightly promise he wouldn't do it again. Which he sure as hell would, 'cause look where they are now!
And ain't that a first, him noticing things before old Smarty-Britches. "I reckon you can answer that, seein' as you're the one brought me here! P'robly gonna...cut out my insides an' study 'em or somethin', watch we twitch...how come my arm ain't hurtin' no more?"
"One does tend to remember betrayal on that scale, yes." This whole situation has moved beyond ludicrous and into unbelievable. "I didn't bring you anywhere, Jayne. And I-- it's not? Let me see it."
Jayne jerks his arm away and back up from Simon and...well any other strange-looking thing that might be nearby. Something's weird, in that seen-it-before-but-ain't way things sometimes get, and he hates that feeling. It ain't normal.
"Maybe I'm dreamin'..." Nightmare, more like. What with Simon being in it and all. Only thing that'd make it worse is that addle-brained sister of his.
[ooc: Simon and Jayne have arrived together, yes. Be prepared to be answered by either one (or both) of them. :)]