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I can't find it on the Yahoo group, but I know the challenge was to have Jayne say "Hello Sexy."
Here is my contribution. ***SPOILERS FOR SERENITY***
“You take care of me, Simon. You’ve always taken care of me. My turn.”
And the gorram girl started running. Dove through that opening real graceful-like; and from what I could see she just rolled right outta it. Heard some grunts and what sounded like punching, and I think I got a lump in my throat.
Yeah, that tiny slip of a girl took me, and everybody else in that damn bar, down fast and hard—but that didn’t mean she was up to takin’ on Reavers. She really was moon-brained.
Then the door started closing and the Doc’s pack came sliding through.
Kinda made me feel guilty that the last memory I thought I’d ever have a her was bein’ dragged back by them Reavers. She didn’t look scared, but her arms were stretched out, like she was trying to reach us. Only everybody but ‘Nara was hurt, and weren’t no way we coulda gotten that door open again. Weren’t no one who coulda helped at that point anyways.
Figures that’d be the exact minute I actually WANTED to help her.
I felt my gut clench with every single impact I heard, cause I just knew that Little-bit was getting hurt somethin’ terrible. Raped to death, eaten, skin-suit. Everyone knew what happened when Reavers got a hold a ya.
Nobody deserved that—not even her.
Then Mal came back to let us know it all weren’t for nothin’. Guess that was a good thing. Odd, how I thought I was gonna puke when he asked for a report and then about her.
Only the door opened, and she stood there like some sorta Revenging Angel. Her dress was torn and bloodied; her hair matted and half coverin’ her eyes. There was Reaver bodies stacked up all 'round her and more a their blood dripped from that sword and axe she was holdin'.
She was a Death Goddess. She was ruttin’ amazin'.
And I found myself whisperin':
“Well, hello Sexy.”
Here is my contribution. ***SPOILERS FOR SERENITY***
“You take care of me, Simon. You’ve always taken care of me. My turn.”
And the gorram girl started running. Dove through that opening real graceful-like; and from what I could see she just rolled right outta it. Heard some grunts and what sounded like punching, and I think I got a lump in my throat.
Yeah, that tiny slip of a girl took me, and everybody else in that damn bar, down fast and hard—but that didn’t mean she was up to takin’ on Reavers. She really was moon-brained.
Then the door started closing and the Doc’s pack came sliding through.
Kinda made me feel guilty that the last memory I thought I’d ever have a her was bein’ dragged back by them Reavers. She didn’t look scared, but her arms were stretched out, like she was trying to reach us. Only everybody but ‘Nara was hurt, and weren’t no way we coulda gotten that door open again. Weren’t no one who coulda helped at that point anyways.
Figures that’d be the exact minute I actually WANTED to help her.
I felt my gut clench with every single impact I heard, cause I just knew that Little-bit was getting hurt somethin’ terrible. Raped to death, eaten, skin-suit. Everyone knew what happened when Reavers got a hold a ya.
Nobody deserved that—not even her.
Then Mal came back to let us know it all weren’t for nothin’. Guess that was a good thing. Odd, how I thought I was gonna puke when he asked for a report and then about her.
Only the door opened, and she stood there like some sorta Revenging Angel. Her dress was torn and bloodied; her hair matted and half coverin’ her eyes. There was Reaver bodies stacked up all 'round her and more a their blood dripped from that sword and axe she was holdin'.
She was a Death Goddess. She was ruttin’ amazin'.
And I found myself whisperin':
“Well, hello Sexy.”
Love the little fic too :) I wish he had really whispered "well, hello sexy" in the BDM, I would have fainted.
~Cassie
Maybe we need to see about some new challenges, eh? Cause I know you can write them, too.
LMAO! I would fainted too, being the absolutely unapologetic Rayne-Shipper that I am. And then I would have squeed. Loudly.
Glad you liked it!
Jayne.
And I didn't want to woobify him with mushy words or anything. Well, not this time. *grins*
I love that line. So perfectly Jayne.
*points to icon* Thank you!
TOTALLLY Jayne's voice!! I love it!
“Well, hello Sexy.”
Umm...could we have Jayne say this in the sequel?? ;)
Great fic, thank you!
I love how you have Jayne calling River “little bit” here. I grew up in the South and that was my nickname for years, amongst all of my dad's friends and coworkers, and I find it odd that it doesn't show up more in fanfic about southern (or in this case southern-esque) characters.
I think, for the most part in my fics, Jayne calls River "Baby-girl" or "Little-bit."
It is something I remember being more frequently heard back there as well (now in Vegas, so I miss it).
Oh, and I have to admit that Spike could have inspired it here JUST a little bit.
That's amazing. And unfair! You have Jayne down very well.