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jayne cobb; he'll be in his bunk ([info]jayneonthecobb) wrote in [info]makebelievelog,
@ 2011-05-16 21:05:00
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Who: Jayne and Simon Bellamy
What: Jayne literally runs into Simon
When: Afternoon today
Where: random corridor
Rating/Warnings: Swearing already
Status: In progress, closed


Jayne was distraught. Yes, Vera might be ‘fixed’, Luna was so kind as to reverse the bejeweling she did to the strap, but all the same, the memory of seeing Vera decked out in those shiny studs was burned forever in his memory. Vera was his most favorite gun, in fact he cared for only one thing more than he did Vera, that was his mother, as a right raised farmboy should. But this was about his Vera being dressed up out of her element, she was a working girl, she dressed up in oil and sweat and grime from a fight and Jayne took her apart and cleaned her and put her back together again. No where in the process were jeweled studs involved.

And now the staff was on strike and the supply of food was most likely going to run out. That was almost as distressing as Vera getting shiny.

It was in this state Jayne took to walking back to his rooms, not very aware of his surroundings to begin with. He rounded a corner and what should have been clear space suddenly became solid. Jayne didn’t fall, tall frame and built something along the lines of a brick wall, but he did stumbled back a number of steps from surprise and having his balance thrown off.

“Tah mah duh hwoon dahn!*” Jayne cursed, “What in gorramit hell’s-”


*[OOC translation: Mother humping son of a bitch]


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