Jayne Cobb (painisscary) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-11-18 18:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | bobby singer, jayne cobb |
WHO: Jayne Cobb and Bobby Singer
WHAT: Random encounters
WHEN: Tonight!
WHERE: Jayne's natural environment. A bar.
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress
It was safe to say Jayne was confused. This city shouldn't exist. Yet here he was, sitting in a bar with a third bottle of beer and doing his version of contemplating.
So far several people had confused him with this Hamilton. As their reaction had been mostly running in fear, Jayne wasn't going to complain. There were some gorram weirdass things going on in this city though. Things that sure as hell weren't human that tried to eat him. So far, his massive size and interesting assortment of weapons had kept him alive, minus a chunk that had actually been bitten out of his shoulder by one son of a whore.
He hated to say it, but he missed Mal. Sure, Zoe had spoken to him briefly, even mentioned that husband of hers, but he'd heard no sign of them since. Maybe they were dead. He actually felt sad at that concept. But Mal got him decent coin, much as he felt grouchy admitting that to himself. So far he was getting money by winning cage fights and the odd bit of cash in hand work when people wanted some muscle.
It wasn't much, but it was enough to pay for a dingy room in a dingier apartment block, and for these beers he was drinking like water. As it was he gestured with his empty bottle for another drink and tried not to think about how he missed Serenity.