2 [VISUAL]

[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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[myveryownriot.livejournal.com]

There's a long pause while Jayne considers whether he this might be some kind of sting operation to get him to reveal his sources. "Maybe..."

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Don't gotta worry, I'm in on all of this. I'm part of a secret group that's working to try to get Led Zeppelin and the rest of the girls out of the hole.

Name's Mercury. Good to have you on board.