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Jay (_snoogans_) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-03-22 01:41:00

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!dropped, day 01, jay, kaylee frye, laura moon, location: carnival

Day One - Morning
Who: Jay, Kaylee Frye and Laura Moon
What: Waking up in the middle of nowhere, probably with very distinct suppositions as to what might have happened
When: Morning of Day One (around 9am)
Where: In the woods - nearest landmark is the Carnivale
Rating: PG for definite language
Status: Active

Jay was mumbling and muttering in his sleep, though he was very nearly awake right now. He felt wet, but not the good kind, and cold, too. He didn't open his eyes right when he woke up so he imagined, incorrectly, that he had fallen asleep outside RST video again.

When he finally opened his eyes, he became conscious of the rain and mud all over himself, and sat upright, scratching his eyes. He looked around and saw...trees. Green stuff and trees.

"Shit Silent Bob that Bangladeshi Ganja we scored last night is the madness. We're not even home." He expected no answer, after all Silent Bob wasn't big on the speaking thing; but when he looked around again, he realized no one was there. Jay stood up, trying to dust mud off his pants - yes, he's that stupid. He started walking away from where he'd been, only in circles. "Silent Bob? Yo Lunchbox! If you's taking a piss behind some tree and I come look for you and find you with your dick out, I'll fucking kick your ass!"

Silent Bob, however, didn't come out from behind any tree. And as Jay took a few steps back, possibly to appreciate how alone he seemed to be in a strange place, he tripped on something and fell on his back.

"AH! FUCK!" He screamed, pulling a small box from under his back. It said "survival kit" and "Vas Captio". "The fuck is this shit?"

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sweetredfruit
2009-03-23 06:22 am UTC (link)

Lungs burning with the effort to keep running, despite the oxygen-rich environment she was unused to, Kaylee ran as fast as she could. She had no way of what she was running to, or from. Or really why she was running at all. All she knew is that dark woods surrounded her, making it hard to find much light at all, and she had no idea where she was.

When she had woken all alone, she had been in between two tall and curved trees. Trees which bent towards each other like lovers in the dawn, fearing to separate. Kaylee had fallen asleep listening to the comforting hum of the engine, not in her bunk but in the engine room, in her rainbow striped hammock. Waking in a cold, damp forest all by herself could not have been more of a shock if it tried. Badger could have danced by wearing only his bowler hat and she would not have been more scared by her sudden change in scenery.

The forest itself would not have been so bad, but she was all alone. Where were Mal, Zoe and Wash? Inara, Book and Jayne? What about River and Simon?

At first she had simply been walking hesitantly through the trees. Then she had began to speed up, walking quicker and quicker until she was jogging. A noise behind her spooked her into running, and she had been running for a few minutes now. As fast as she could.

She barely registered a figure ahead before she smacked into their back, crashing to the earth in the process.

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spitandviolets
2009-03-23 10:50 pm UTC (link)

Since she was dead, Laura Moon no longer slept. The idea, then, that she was out cold meant that something, indeed, very powerful was at work. Fortunately, though, this was not the last gentle dark night that she would ever see. In the gray haze of the forest, Laura's eyes snapped open. She was on edge at once. This was not Ash Farm. This was not where she was supposed to be. She was supposed to be walking towards the highway and preparing herself for the first and last great battle between the new and old gods. She was a widow, a dead widow. She had just watched her husband die on a tree. Everything was wrong, as usual. She paused. Maybe that meant, after all, that this was where she was supposed to be.

Someone had thought it amusing to dispose of the corpse like, well, a corpse. She was lying in a forest under some brush, and it was fairly dim. There was screaming, and then a thud. That was her cue to enter stage right. With one fluid motion, arms hanging by her sides, her hair tangled and full of leaves and twigs, her black cardigan and tanktop smudged and her dark wash jeans slightly dirty, Laura rose to her feet in full view of the two figures. One of them she could feel. He was human. The other, though, she could not; it bothered her. There was only one kind of being she couldn't feel as far as she knew, and that was gods. Still, the idea that she had been dumped in some woods after being knocked out cold was more pressing, and she was apathetic to being unable to feel the woman's presence. What she could feel, though, was the blood pumping through their veins. Okay, so she wasn't a god, she just wasn't a living being that she could sense.

Patting herself down, staring at them, wondering what good all the fuss was, she was slightly unsettled to find her cigarettes and lighter missing. The dark haired woman, who looked like she had very, very dark circles under her eyes, as if she hadn't slept in years, clenched and unclenched her fists. "Fuck."

"You've got a foul mouth," she remarked, smirking as she looked to the long haired man with an arched brow. Her voice was cold, dark, and completely lacking emotion. Making her way to the woman, she offered a hand down to her. This was no time to be irregular. They'd seen her, so she had to at least make an attempt. Passing for human was usually good, and she was glad that the lighting here was dim. Really, she didn't need people asking her personal questions at the moment. "Reminds me of someone that I went to high school with."

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_snoogans_
2009-03-24 07:45 am UTC (link)

Not only had he been mercilessly tossed down on the ground, but he'd also taken a kick to the back while he was down. "FUCK!" Jay yelled again, trying to grab onto his own back as if he were rolling on the ground. He looked to his side to see a female - female!! - figure on the ground as well. Probably the one who'd tripped on him.

Then, another chick - oh yeah, another one - complimented him on his foul mouth with a smirk, and Jay returned her smirk with one of his own. Now this was really starting to seem awesome. Two bitches, Jay, and a scary forest.

"Yeah well, tell me something I don't know, how about?" He answered, pulling himself back up to be seated. "She alright?" He asked the one standing, about the one lying down.

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sweetredfruit
2009-03-24 02:56 pm UTC (link)

Kaylee gladly took the hand offered to her, as she had just pulled herself up onto her hands and knees. Oddly, though, the strange woman's hand was cool, nearly cold. "Thank you," she immediately replied, climbing to her feet with the dark haired woman's help. Once she was on her own two feet, she dusted herself off slightly, not that it did much good at all, before shrugging and turning to the man she had knocked down.

"I'm alright," she pushed back some of her hair with the back of her hand. "Are you okay? I didn't mean ta hit ya like that, I was just runnin' from..." Kaylee paused to shrug her shoulders. "Well, maybe from nothin'."

Looking around herself only revealed the two other people and the close forest around them. "Have either of ya seen my ship?" Serenity should be somewhere close by, or at least she dearly hoped it was. While she could not figure why or how she had ended up in the middle of nowhere all alone, maybe, somehow, the ship was nearby and the Cap'n could come and get her. Inara would tell her that she needed a bath, and offer to help her brush her hair (which now had a bit of mud at the ends). Zoe would make sure she was okay, while Wash made her laugh. And Jayne would threaten to kill whoever took her, and mean it.

Simon, well, he would probably insist on a completely detached and professional examination when that was not exactly what she wanted.

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spitandviolets
2009-03-24 09:53 pm UTC (link)

Something he didn't know. Laura could have told him lots of things that he didn't know. She smirked, moving away from the other woman to start brushing herself off. Which one of the things that he didn't know could she possibly tell him? It wasn't the time to use one of her real whoppers, and, really, she didn't know what, exactly, he wouldn't know.

"She looks fine to me. Why don't you ask her?"

As she patted herself down, she grumbled under her breath about not having cigarettes or a lighter. She was pretty certain that she'd had them when she'd been knocked unconscious at Ash Farm. She thought that she'd had them when she'd left. What had happened from then until now? A pause, and if she was capable of great emotion, she probably would have looked absolutely disgusted, intrigued, and confused at the same time. There were people who were in to that sort of thing, but... really? Had she been a victim of that? She'd have to check that out later, when she was in a bit more private area.

"So," she remarked coldly as she wandered over to one of the crates that the long haired man had not been mauling, "where are we?"

Kneeling beside the box, she grabbed the lid with one hand and, with a flick of her wrist, opened it. Her icy hands began rummaging through the contents. She removed a book of soggy matches, which definitely did not look like they would light even if she willed them to; a pack of Tic-Tacs, which looked relatively fresh and seemed to be sealed; a pair of tube socks which, she wasn't certain, but..., seemed slightly moist; a bottle of water, which she was almost as fascinated by as she was the Tic-Tacs; and a journal with a pen taped crudely onto the front cover. Well, these all seemed vastly useful. She could perform a puppet show then write about it after making sure that her cells were hydrated, her teeth were clean after picking them with the wooden end of the useless matches, and her breath was minty fresh. "Fucking useless," she grumbled, repacking her box. Picking it up, she slung the kit over her arm.

"You should probably look for your ship someplace where there's water." It made logical sense to here. After all, spaceships didn't exist where Laura came from. Though gods did. So maybe spaceships were possible too. She turned, starting to walk in a random direction, hoping she'd find highway. This was inconvenient at best. When she closed her eyes and focused, she could feel other people in the direction she was going, though they were a long way away. "If you want to at least find people, if not civilization, follow me. If you'd rather have a nice little camping trip with the two of you, I'm sorry to have interrupted."

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_snoogans_
2009-03-25 10:23 am UTC (link)

Jay smiled at the girl who had bumped into him, half trying to be remotely sexy, half just genuinely smiling. "It's alright." He said, because there was really nothing else to say. Then, when she asked about her ship, Jay looked at her sideways. Great. Hot and nuts. He wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing, either. Then again...He'd met God. A ship in the middle of the woods didn't seem that crazy when you thought about it that way. "I didn't see no ship. Did you get here in it?"

When the other one - the serious one, the one who looked not-to-be-fucked-with started looking through a box like the one Jay was now holding, he opened his own, too. Each item he took out of it looked more and more stupid; he was pretty sure it didn't help with survival at all!

"What the fuck is this shit? Socks, Tic-Tacs?" He looked around, squinting. This was some fucked up shit right here. He finally got to the journal and pen, and held them away from him at eye-level. "What, are we supposed to write our memoirs in this thing?" shaking his head, he stood to his feet like the two girls.

The serious one was babbling about finding civilization and camping, to which Jay arched his eyebrows. "What, are you a human compass or somethin'?"

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sweetredfruit
2009-03-25 06:43 pm UTC (link)

"I dunno," Kaylee answered the strange woman's question, not entirely sure it was meant for her in the first place. "Far from where I was, though. I think. We were out in the black, far from anyplace special. Or anyplace 'tall really." Last she remembered, they had been about two days from Osiris. With Simon getting twitchier the closer they got to it, flittin' about the Infirmary like one of those hummingbird birds after a good meal of red sugary water.

Listening to her suggestion, Kaylee pulled her head back and slightly to the side as she cocked it. "Water? Why, are the docks near water?" Most of the time the ship docks were in the middle of things, or at least near a trading center. For ease. "If Serenity's around, she should have landed in a clearing," she looked around with her bright hazel eyes. "Wherever that might be."

Following the suit of the other two, she opened the box she had been clutching tightly to her chest, not really sure what it was. The contents inside were odd, but mostly recognizable. Except for one item, which she plucked out gingerly as if it was about to bite her. "Tic...Tacs?" Stroking a finger over the odd label, she could not help but notice that it was only in English. Odd. "What are these?"

"Okay!" Kaylee immediately agreed, glad that someone was taking charge, and all too happy to have someone to follow.

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spitandviolets
2009-03-29 08:50 pm UTC (link)

"Docks are usually near water, yes," she said, though she paused. Ships that went on land. Well, she knew gods, so a ship that could have landed in a forest didn't actually seem so far fetched. She honestly would not be surprised. "Where I'm from, ships usually travel in water. They sail the seven seas, so to speak," she answered without turning around. She only felt one of them moving with her, so she stopped and made her way back to the strange man. Her hands rested on her hips, her kit tucked under one arm.

Those dark eyes stared into his face, locked on his own, almost trying to look through him. His light was oddly shaped, strange to see. She wasn't sure what to make of it. Maybe she was learning. Humans all seemed a little bit different when you bothered to pay attention to them. Maybe Shadow's presence, a flare in the night of the universe, kept her from paying attention to all of the other odd yet interesting lights that existed. "Memoirs are good, but I recommend saving them until you're older. Then again, you never know when you're going to die. It's a cruel and unexpected force. Maybe you should write your memoirs. Everyone's got something interesting to tell. I don't think, though, that this is really the time." She shrugged. He was a writer? Odd. Her eyes moved away from his when she realized she was staring.

"Compass, no, not the right word. I am more like a dowsing rod for finding humans, though. I can feel them." She paused, her eyes finding his face for only a moment. "Just like I can feel you. Warm, alive, human as I know it." Laura turned, kicking at some dirt. "I'm not human. I used to be, but I'm not anymore. I'm something different now. My name was Laura Moon. It was a good name. You may call me that still. A name is a name no matter where or what you are."

Turning to Kaylee, she smirked faintly when she saw the Tic Tacs. "They're candy where I come from. They had them all over the world. I had one client who would bring me a box from every airport. You don't eat candy?"

She glanced back to Jay. "Do you eat candy?" A pause. "And why do you keep your hair so long? You've got an accent, one that I recognize, but I do not remember where it's from. It's from the United States, though. I was from Indiana." Kaylee's, though, she didn't recognize the way she spoke.

"Where do you both come from? Do you remember how you ended up asleep here? Were you taken from West Virginia? Are we still there?"

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_snoogans_
2009-03-29 09:19 pm UTC (link)

The dark chick was weird. Hot, but weird. Jay even kind of flinched as she looked over at him, deeply, like she was trying to curse him or something. And then she talked, and talked, and Jay struggled with keeping focus and trying to listen.

"Yeah, uh...I was just asking, I mean, I have some crazy shit that could be put on paper, but not...now. Or ever." Him, a writer? Fuck, no. Well he'd done well in that internet speech to the ball licker faggots at moviepoopshoot.com, but Silent Bob had done the typing. And what the fuck was a dowsing rod anyway? Who the fuck was this chick?!

"Feel them? Feel me? You're not even touching me! But you can." This last little sentence was said with no hint of question, and with a wink. Even if she wasn't human, she was hot. And it didn't look like she had tentacles either. "You're not human? What the fuck are you instead? Are you a muse, or something, because the last one I met was a tease!"

Fucking weird chick with fucking weird questions. "Yeah I eat candy, what the fuck has that got to do with anything right now? The hair keeps me warm." Well, it was plausible. "I'm from Jersey, recognize." He smirked.

He didn't remember anything, but he had been quick to pawn this off on the new weed Silent Bob and him had tried the previous night. "I don't know, 20 Questions, I smoked some new strong weed and then I woke up here."

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sweetredfruit
2009-03-31 04:08 pm UTC (link)

"Seven seas?" Kaylee shrugged after her repetition of the ancient phrase. "My ship, Serenity, she flies. We were out in the Black, and then I was here." Spinning around slightly, she demonstrated by pointing with one finger where she had come from. "Well, there."

Something was not quite right here, and it was temporarily dampening her cheerfulness. But not quite enough to even bring her down to the level of 'normal' happiness of other people. Her gaze bouncing between the strange man and the strange woman, as if watching a dueling match. One hand went to her chin as she listened attentively to their conversation, looking for some sort of clue that could tell her where she was.

"Y-you're not human?" It was not so much fear, as much as a mixture of fear and curiosity. Mostly the latter. The only thing she had ever heard of that was not human was a Reaver, they used to be human. Long ago. Before they changed and became monsters. Although Laura Moon did not seem anything like the savage Reavers who plagued the 'verse. "I'm Kaylee Frye, you can call me Kaylee." It took a second, but she replayed what the woman had said, and blinked twice. "You can feel us? Like a Reader?"

Candy? With delicate movements, just in case she somehow broke the foreign little container, Kaylee opened up the package and withdrew one colored pill from its contents. With a small grin tipping her lips, she popped it into her mouth and her eyes widened. "Oh! This is good!"

"Verbena," Kaylee answered honestly, and when the reaction she got was not what she had expected, she elaborated. "Out on the Rim? The Alliance just set up a new metalworking factory there. They supply all the parts for the Alliance's use?" She had heard of neither Jersey nor West Virginia, but she did not know every town or city in the System. It was doubtful anyone did, even Mal.

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spitandviolets
2009-04-03 11:15 pm UTC (link)

"I might be a muse," she said, stopping in her tracks. She was unsettled by the idea that he knew of supernatural forces. He looked like some... random dude. Did random dudes know about such things? Was he a god or something? They always had the worst disguises. Too plain. Then again, humans never thought to question anything, so plain was the way to go, no matter how odd they were. "If you're a writer."

"Touch you, huh? I can, can I?" Laura slid closer to him, smirking as she reached out. Only the very tips of her fingers brushed his cheek, yet there was something distinctly chilly about her touch. It was eerie, and he could feel the cold a few moments before she actually made contact with his skin and more than a few moments after the brush of flesh against flesh. "Maybe," she said, her voice still cold and dull, as she tossed a wink at him, "I will take you up on that sometime."

Turning away from him, she tossed her hair. She smelled faintly of perfume and of chemicals, though they weren't typical chemicals. They were strong, yet they weren't like a perfume. It was as if that part of her scent was an integral part of her person. "Come on," she remarked, "we can't just stand around here. We need to figure out where we are, even if we cannot figure out how to get back where we should be."

"I am not human," she said, answering both Kaylee's and Jay's question. "I was once. I am not anymore. I am something else. The details are irrelevant. I am your most likely chance of survival in this current situation. I can search out our surroundings tirelessly. As you are humans, though, I will do my best to keep a pace that you can keep up with."

Stopping again, she shook her head, turning to Kaylee. "You, I can't feel you. You're not human, or, at the very least, you're not human in the way that I know it. Are you a god? There is no sense hiding such information if you are. I can sense you in that I cannot feel you. I may not be able to track you like I can track Lady Jersey over there," Lady Jersey, that was a good one. Payback for being called 20 Questions. "But you should think about coming clean."

In response, Kaylee had bantered out something about Verbena and the Alliance. Ships that flew made about as much sense. "Not a god," she said, tapping her chin, "but an alien?" Her brows furrowed. Nobody had told her that aliens were real. Now that was just unnecessary.

Turning, the pale woman began making her way into the trees once more. She could feel humans stirring, moving about. None of them were familiar. None of them were Shadow. And, somewhere inside, Laura was convinced that she felt nothing about that fact.

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_snoogans_
2009-04-03 11:31 pm UTC (link)

Well then she was definitely not a muse. Because Jay was not a writer. Jay didn't really believe it - she was actually going to touch him! The face wasn't exactly what he had in mind, but it worked, for now. Her fingers felt stone cold against his face, and that was weird given his face was already cold to begin with. "Shit...You okay?" He asked her, because for being that cold, he half expected her to be shivering or something.

It was amusing to him that Kaylee had really never tried Tic Tacs in her life. Then again, judging from what she was saying, either she was a nut case or not from around there, which explained it.

"You talk some Star Wars shit, girl." He told her, but smiled. Then, imitating her, he popped a few of his own Tic Tacs. Lemony.

"What, she ain't human either?!" Jay's voice raised as he turned back to facing Laura. "What the fuck is this shit, and why am I here? I'm human. Aren't I?" He wasn't so sure anymore, and that was bad. "Hey screw you, bitch." He did not appreciate Laura calling him Lady anything.

After a few seconds, though, and seeing as Laura was already moving, Jay shrugged in Kaylee's direction and followed Laura. At least he hoped that alien chick was all human-like. Thinking otherwise gave him the creeps.

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sweetredfruit
2009-04-08 12:21 am UTC (link)

Even as she followed the strange woman, Kaylee was looking about as well as at her temporary companions. "But we will get back, right?" The young mechanic had to believe that fact, that she would get back to her ship, her family. Everything would be shiny, Simon would finally pull his head out of his pigu and realize that she was the one for him. Even if it took a cosmic event for him to stop being such a boob and having a permanent case of foot in mouth disease.

"Star Wars?" she repeated, confused. "What are Star Wars?" Did he mean the War For Independence? No one called it anything about wars for stars, because they only had one, the sun.

"Not human?" With eyes wide, Kaylee vehemently shook her head, wet drenched locks spinning out for a second. "I'm human. I think I am. Aren't I?" Now she was confused, because she had had more than one check-up before, and no one had ever said she was anything more or less than your everyday, average human woman. "God, I'm not a god. I don't think I am an alien either." For a moment she thought back to that supposed 'alien' that she had gone in to look at with Simon, which had really only been an upside down fetal cow.

Strange that this woman seemed almost like a Reader yet could not sense Kaylee, as she had been absolutely sure she had been pretty average. Great with machines, but average in most other ways.

Still, she followed the odd woman, even though she sent a sidelong glance at the man.

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spitandviolets
2009-04-09 12:25 pm UTC (link)

"Huh. It's been a long time since somebody called me a bitch. Maybe too long. Perhaps that's a good word for what I have become. There you have it, then. That's what I am as I'm not human. I'm a bitch. Does that work for you?"

As she walked, she did not look back at the two of them. She trusted that they'd follow, and if they didn't it was just the way things went. Her main concern was finding the highway. The likelihood of that, though, was seeming less and less. As they walked, though, she saw the treeline far ahead. There were no humans in the immediate area, not that she could sense. What bothered her most, perhaps, was that she could not sense Kaylee though she claimed to be human.

"Where were you born?" she said, turning to glance at Kaylee. Maybe that was it. Maybe it was only Americans that she could sense. She never really knew the extent of that particular power. It wasn't like the afterlife had a handbook to being undead, and if it did she hadn't had time to grab it before being jerked back to the present.

Turning, Laura looked out over the world in front of her when the trees ended. She was shocked, but gasping took a little too much energy. "Fuck, a carnival? There was no carnival near where I was in West Virginia." She frowned, furrowing her brows. Her arms crossed over her chest.

"I was going to tell you that we'd get back. After all, you can usually get back to where you were. The likelihood of that, now, is seeming a little bit less potent."

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_snoogans_
2009-04-09 06:50 pm UTC (link)

Jay turned his head on Kaylee's direction slowly, and gave her a bewildered look. "You don't know what Star Wars is?!" That proved she wasn't from Earth, at least. So...Alien. Jay shook his head, but didn't elaborate. Maybe later, he could explain it to her.

He looked at Laura sideways, sniggering. "Shit, whatever you wanna be called, but I've never heard of a chick wanting to be called a bitch." Still, if she wanted to...Free country.

Jay did end up following her, though, and it was somewhat of a relief when he stopped seeing trees. And a Carnival was just awesome, though none of them seemed to have any money.

"I don't know where we are, but I don't think I'm anywhere near home." Jay commented.

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