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[myveryownriot.livejournal.com]

There's a great deal of static, interspersed with the sound of swearing and then a precariously tilted look at a wall and the edge of a bunk, before the image finally rights itself and clears to reveal Jayne's way-to-close-to-the-screen face.

"Testing, testing."

Once he seems satisfied it's working (though how he knows is anybody's guess), he backs up slightly and peers very seriously at the tablet, like he's got something real important to say, and wants to be sure it doesn't get lost to a malfunctioning machine.

"Uh, so. Where's the whores?"

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[stacked]

Faith makes a wtf face before flipping her tablet on and trying her level best to look serious. (Also half naked and covered in sweat, but sue her: she works out a lot. There's not a lot else to do in Taxon, okay?)

"Who wants to know?" Don't tease the large man with the gun, Faith.

[ visual ]

[myveryownriot.livejournal.com]

Oh heeeeey, it's the hot babe in leather. Jayne grins that shit-eating grin, the one that says he thinks he's a lot smoother than he really is.

"Name's Jayne Cobb. You work for yourself or you got one'a them, uh...houses 'f ill repute."

[ visual ]

[stacked]

Oh heeeeey, it's the hot guy who might be brain damaged. Faith will just be smirking, now. And maybe angling the shot so her weights rack and punching bag show, because she's being evil.

"Sorry, babe. I'm wicked expensive, pretty sure you can't afford me."

[ visual ]

[myveryownriot.livejournal.com]

Normally Jayne's all about whores being like...well, like whores. Soft and pretty-smelling and stuff. But he won't lie, there's something interesting about a woman who works out and hasn't threaten to make him a eunuch. Yet.

"I got money. And I can get more, just gotta maybe do some tradin'." Of...things he'll most likely steal from the rest of the crew, but shh.

[ voice ]

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

Third house from the left streetcorner in Wilde. It's bright pink, you can't miss it.

[ ...Dawn. ]

[ visual ]

[myveryownriot.livejournal.com]

The random voices not attached to any pictures on the screen or actual people whose names he knows are a little bothersome to Jayne, but he's learning to adjust. So he only looks a little unnerved.

"Wish y'all'd stop doin' that, what's the point of havin' visual if you ain't gonna use it." Wait for it. "Well that's right neighborly of you, thanks."

The residents of the bright pink house in Wilde might beg to differ.

[ voice ]

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

I have to keep my identity a secret.

[ Dear Jayne: there is no pink house, have fun looking. ]

And you're welcome! I don't mind at all.

[Visual]

[tothelightshown.livejournal.com]

Looking both a little incredulous and a little bemused, DG switched on her tablet to reply to Jayne. People made all sorts of requests over the tablets. They asked for directions or information or instructions or something. They didn't ask about prostitutes. She couldn't resist making sure that she'd heard correctly.

(One of these days, her curiosity was going to get her into trouble.)

"You're looking for whores?"

[Visual]

[myveryownriot.livejournal.com]

(That day may be today.)

Jayne looks all kinds of pleased at getting such prompt responses to his question. Maybe this place won't turn out to be so bad after all.

"You ain't gonna tell me I can't afford it, are ya?"

[tothelightshown.livejournal.com]

"No," DG replied, raising an eyebrow and trying not to smile. She had heard correctly. That had to make Jayne one of the strangest people she'd spoken to since arriving in Taxon. Yes, she'd spoken to aliens and monsters and who knows what else, but at least they'd asked for answers instead of prostitutes. "I'm going to tell that you probably won't be able to find any."

[voice]

[beholdthedrums.livejournal.com]

Maybe you can hatch yourself one. [no, he doesn't actually sound serious]

[visual]

[myveryownriot.livejournal.com]

It takes Jayne a minute to work out that 'hatch' means to get things out of the magic hatches, and not hatch things from an egg.

He's pretty sure, anyway.

"Can't get real breathin' people outta them." Could be he's already tried...

[voice]

[beholdthedrums.livejournal.com]

[he really doesn't sound all to surprised]

Yes. I could see how that would be a problem.

[voice]

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Y'mean you don't know?

[visual]

[myveryownriot.livejournal.com]

Seems Jayne's unknowingly stumbled on a vast prostitute conspiracy here. And people say he's just a big dumb lug.

"Well I ain't been here very long!"

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Gotta get with the times, my good man. Look, I bet you've talked to Led Zeppelin already, yeah?

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[serene-grace.livejournal.com]

[There's one in the shuttle and not only is she way out of Jayne's league, she's also cranky at the request.]

Ai ya, Jayne. You're making a fool of yourself.

[visual]

[myveryownriot.livejournal.com]

"Don't seem that way to me, seein's how there's all these folk wantin' to give answers." Jayne's of the mind that she'd be less cranky if she lowered her standards a little.

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[serene-grace.livejournal.com]

"Forget I said anything, then," she pinches the bridge of her nose and wills Mal to intervene.

And it's probably fondness for Captain Reynolds that prompts her next comment -- advice she'd only just decided not to give: "I will point out, though, that an economy where everyone has equal access to resources is not usually an incentive towards paid company, Jayne."

[ Holo ]

[gotcouplings.livejournal.com]

Yes, Jayne, she's giving you that look. The one specially reserved for Mal when he's being a heartless jerk and won't let her dress up.

"You're in a strange place and that's all you can find to think on?? Ai ya..."

[visual]

[myveryownriot.livejournal.com]

Jayne just might give the little 3D Kaylee a poke with his finger, not because he wants to poke Kaylee with his finger, but...well, because it's there. And also just maybe 'cause he doesn't like getting that look.

"...Yeah."

[ Holo ]

[gotcouplings.livejournal.com]

It's a look rarely seen, and for good reason. The last time she looked at somebody like that was one of Simon's I'm-gonna-be-a-robot days. So maybe it's not so uncommon after all...

At least Jayne's honest, and it's not the worst thing he could be thinking over. "Well. Just. Be careful while you're lookin'. Still ain't so sure 'bout the place."

[visual]

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, the what?" Forgive her, whores isn't a word they use on Sto.

[visual]

[myveryownriot.livejournal.com]

"Whores." Jayne's expression says that he has to wonder at the kind of person doesn't know what a whore is. Maybe she's got a high-falutin' attitude about it like Inara does. "You know, Companions. Women you pay for sexin'?"

[visual]

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Have a momentarily stunned Astrid, she wasn't expecting that.

"I'm not sure if there are any, but you could try the City people?" Well she asked, now the least she can do is try to help she supposes.