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Subject:Women (Can't Live With 'Em, Can't Shoot Them Into a Star)
Time:10:06 am
I should have just stayed on the bridge. I could have just sent Kaylee to inform Inara that we were going to move out of town a piece. Hell, I could have sent Jayne. He couldn't have mucked up a simple task as much as I had, considering. Or, second thought, I suppose he could of. Plus, it's not like we were blasting off to the Outer Rim. Just down the road, nothing extravagant. Instead, I had to go to her shuttle myself and say everything wrong. I'm the captain and I take it on precedence that it's my job.

Apparently I was being offensive in asking exactly how much longer it was going to take her to pack her stuff up and ship it to wherever she'd live next. A neutral question if I ever heard one. And why exactly is asking if she would be staying with a client or in a whorehouse none of my business? I was just making conversation. Expressing concern for a friend's well-being wasn't a crime, nor was it a punishable-by-having-a-teacup-thrown-at-one's-eye offense. Frowning and fuming, I passed Jayne on the catwalk. He said that the doctor was tending to his (bat-shit crazy) little genius sister.

Before he could darken my mood further, I snapped, "Inara'll stay put. She's still taking down her shuttle, plus she's got more business in town here. Very important and very private business that neither you nor I could possibly understand. When she's done, she'll come out and meet us. Dong ma?"

Jayne gave me a wide berth and let me pass without further explanation. He might have even given me a conciliatory "hurrumph." Even if Jayne Cobb's way with women was akin to a caveman dragging home a girl carcass, he knew a little about what I was going through. All men did.

Back on the bridge, I sat at the external ops console and stabilized Serenity's struts as Inara's... ah, MY shuttle detached and settled to the shipyard. Sighing heavily, I turned in my chair to address Wash. Zoe was still fussing, in her completely not-fussing way, over Wash's injury.

"Was that a surly detachment, you figure, Wash? Seemed abrupt. Like a teenager stomping to their room, you think?" I asked, flipping the Cortex switch to off. I had a squawk box somewhere around here that would scramble our outgoing signals until we could make it to the box canyon Wash'd indicated earlier.

Zoe looked at me vexedly. I grumbled and put down the squawk. Apologizing, I amended my statement: "Sorry, there, Wash. Ignore my insanity. It's temporary. We'll get the doctor up here as soon as we land elsewhere. Get you all patched up. And then you can regale us with your tale of getting stabbed at the free market."
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zoes_pofu
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Time:2005-02-17 07:40 am (UTC)
"Was that a surly detachment, you figure, Wash? Seemed abrupt. Like a teenager stomping to their room, you think?"

"Well, sir, it was noticeably less smooth than usual. The word peevish or truculent comes to mind. I take it you and Inara had some words before she took off?"

Zoe was looking at both of us like she was not too impressed with our commentary. I pretended to concentrate on the monitors in front of me.

"Okay...doing one last hull intergrity check...."

"Sorry, there, Wash. Ignore my insanity. It's temporary. We'll get the doctor up here as soon as we land elsewhere. Get you all patched up. And then you can regale us with your tale of getting stabbed at the free market."

"Uhuh, it'll be my pleasure cap'n." I replied with a rueful smile tossed his way. I punched the comm to get hold of Kaylee in the engine room.

"How are we looking Kaylee? All systems look A-OK from where I'm sitting, gonna start the countdown if we're good to go.."

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stealthywarrior
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Time:2005-02-19 04:09 am (UTC)
"I'm just glad that it's on my back, so that I can't actually see the blood, and the flesh all cut up. You know how squeamish I get about that kinda thing. The good shepherd's seen it and pronounced that I'll live, so it can't be all that bad. As soon as we're in the clear, I'll get Simon up here to patch me up, okay? I'm gonna be fine."

I managed a hint of a smile at that and leaned down with the fluid grace of a seasoned warrior, touching my lips to my hubby's cheek for a second. The anger and worry were fading, being washed away by a grateful relief. "Yeah, I know how you get," I attemped to sound as nonchalant as possible, hopeful that I was at least a bit successful.

My eyes moved toward our Captain as he stalked off, apparently to tell Inara just exactly what was gonna be going down in the next few minutes. Though, wasn't too long before he came back, lookin' all a'huff. 'Course, probably somethin' Inara said. And he said. And I was pretty sure that looked like a teacup wound just below his eye.

Zoe was looking at both of us like she was not too impressed with our commentary. I pretended to concentrate on the monitors in front of me.

While I admit I'm damn strong, able to take on most any man, I can still sometimes get just a little wince-like in the company of 'em. Usually because thier mouths take 'em on journies I'd rather not be a part of. Captain was trying to replace that genuine upset look hanging at the corner of his brow with confident, everything's-all-her-fault resolve. Wasn't exactly sure what he was blamin' her for, but I had seen that look enough to know it.

"Sorry, there, Wash. Ignore my insanity. It's temporary. We'll get the doctor up here as soon as we land elsewhere. Get you all patched up. And then you can regale us with your tale of getting stabbed at the free market."

He must've seen the way I'd been givin' him the hairy eyeball. I'm sure he'd seen the look I was dishing out plenty enough to know it, too.
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gurtsler_girl
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Time:2005-02-27 08:01 am (UTC)
"How are we looking Kaylee? All systems look A-OK from where I'm sitting, gonna start the countdown if we're good to go.."

Kaylee looked up from where she had been crouched beside the bulk of Serenity's engine. Dusting herself off, she got to her feet and walked over to the comm by the doorway, hitting the flat red button with the palm of her hand.

"I'm all set on this end. Lemme know what you need and when and I'll hop to it. I'm guessin' the Captain's still itching to take off, so just say the word and we're airborne," she said, smiling a little despite the squabbling she'd done with Mal before breakfast, and all of the less-than-fuzzy feelings she'd been having that morning. Things between her and Mal would patch themselves up. They always did.

There wasn't a single person she trusted more than she trusted her Captain, and their attachment went beyond professional. Other people in their line of work might frown at it, but she liked being tied to Mal as more than a mechanic. One thing she had to admit about Serenity's crew: they were more than just a crew, they were family of sorts. Thankfully, that meant none of them were ever at odds for too long. Maybe when Mal's nerves were a little less rattled, she would try to go and make amends.

For now, they had flying to do.
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captain_mal
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Time:2005-02-28 02:23 am (UTC)
As soon as Kaylee's comm clicked off, I gave the nod to Wash to take her up.

"Try and take 'er extra easy, will you, Wash? Use that famous feather touch? I don't want to attract any... uh, any more undue attention," I asked. It wasn't much to ask, and it was a little redundant to ask Wash to take it slow and easy. He flew Serenity like she was a plush old armchair.

I settled back in my seat, keeping one eye on the monitors and one eye on the ever-nearing sky. A blue one, once you got out of that dust bowl.

Wash started navigating us toward the canyon he'd mentioned. I left it in his capable hands and watched the scenery. Maybe the canyon would have a creek. That'd be nice. A little nap down by the water. As long as it weren't full of sulfur or sewage. I let myself drift off a little, once we were on our way.

Flight nav, operational. Squawk Box, squawking. Profile, low. Inara, gone.
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zoes_pofu
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Time:2005-03-05 08:18 pm (UTC)
"I'm all set on this end. Lemme know what you need and when and I'll hop to it. I'm guessin' the Captain's still itching to take off, so just say the word and we're airborne,"

Mal gave me the nod and I set to work getting us airborne.

"Okay Kaylee, I'm releasing the docking clamps now. Lift off in thirty seconds. Powering thrusters..."

"Try and take 'er extra easy, will you, Wash? Use that famous feather touch? I don't want to attract any... uh, any more undue attention."

I rolled my eyes a little at his need to even make such a comment, and then figured it was probably his hangover talking.

"I'll try not to scratch the paint, sir. Or cut the corners too sharply." I added with a slight twinkle in my eye as I glanced back at him.

Then I settled into the 'zone'. The zen place I went to when I flew Serenity. Everything else pretty much fell away, and all I was concerned with was having this beautiful ship fly for me the way that I knew that she could.

We slipped out of town without incident and I directed Serenity towards the spot I'd picked out as our rendezvous point. Within a few minutes we were easing down on the dirt floor of the canyon, and I could proudly say that the landing was as gentle as a feather settling on a calm pond.

"That easy enough for you, Captain?" I remarked with a grin, powering Serenity down and pushing the throttle back into the standby position. I looked up at Zoe and gave her a wink.
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_notahero_
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Time:2005-03-09 04:03 am (UTC)
I loped up the gangway to the cockpit and stuck my head in the doorway.

"'Spose we gotta lay low for a while or somethin' huh? Have to say, I'm not too excited about being grounded, on account of your 'wife' having a vendetta and all. I guess some women just ain't fallin' for your manly charms, Mal." I gave Mal a cocky grin, pleased at myself for findin' a way to tease him about both Saffron AND Inara.

"So, what're we gonna do in the meantime?"

I moved further into the cockpit and leaned on the door frame.

"Saw a pool out there, could be good for a skinny dip. 'Specially if the girls are willin'." My grinned widened some more, I knew I was pushing it but I didn't care. Hell, I was a man, no apologies on wanting to see some flesh if I could.
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captain_mal
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Time:2005-03-12 01:36 am (UTC)
I nodded at Jayne before turning back to my pilot, "Wash, want to get to the infirmary so Dr. Know-It-All can get you patched up? We've probably got a couple hours before Inara's business is done."

Getting out of the chair, I cracked my neck and tried to shake off the headache again. Mind-numbing, I tell you. Continuing, I grumbled to my crewmates, "I'm not too concerned that the townsfolk are going to call us in on the bulletin. If they hadn't done it already, we're prob'ly good. So, yep, Jayne -- I'll be heading toward the creek. Didn't get much of a chance at the market this morning, as running out of town like a scared dog was more pressing... so, I'm game to get off Serenity."

A little slow on the uptake, I realized too late.

"But not to skinny dip," I added hastily. "If you have to do it, I'll make sure to avert my eyes. Can't stomach that kind of behavior while in this state."
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