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[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

Lilac is, to put it lightly, no fun.

It's depressing, is what it is. More specifically. And Jayne ain't in the mood to deal with no gorram Reaver fallout, and he ain't in the mood to be depressed.

Even a freakshow of a bar's better than that. Least there's liquor, and no one lookin' at him all judgy.

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[mnt_raph]

Really?
No one?

Is Jayne so sure about that?
Because there's someone at the end of Bar that might just be looking at him judgy.

Is all the narration is saying...

[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

It shouldn't come as a surprise that Jayne ain't in the mood to be given the eyeball, either. Judgy or not.

"What the hell you lookin' at?"

[mnt_raph]

"Ain't rightly sure, but I'll let you know soon as I know."

Asshole is as asshole does.

[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

Jayne takes a swig of liquor. Menacingly.

"Now, I ain't blamin' you if you're fallin' for my pretty face," he says, "but I like 'em with lady-bits. So maybe you'll wanna be movin' those doe eyes along."

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

There is now one sort-of-teenaged-girl staring at his liquor.

"What kind is that?"

[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

"Whiskey," Jayne says, and gives the girl a once-over to determine whether the follow-up should be 'and it ain't for you 'til you got enough years in you to appreciate it' or 'want some'?

He don't particularly want any angry mamas coming after him.

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

More like angry papas. But he's not around, so.

"I haven't tried whiskey yet," she answers thoughtfully. "Is it good?"

[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

Jayne considers this.

"It's got liquor in it."

What else do you need?

[young_tmriddle]

"Hullo, Jayne," says Tom, attempting to be companionable. Jayne is part of Mal's crew, after all. "Everything all right?"

[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, sure," Jayne says, with a scowl.

"I got whiskey." Heavy implication: that is a dumb question, because in this situation how could anything be wrong?

Jayne is not so big on talking about his feelings.

[young_tmriddle]

"Good deal. I have scotch, myself."

If nothing else they can bond over alcohol.

[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

"Ain't that grand for you," agrees Jayne.

Politely, for Jayne, really.

[still-a-cop.livejournal.com]

Except, of course, for Charlie Crews. Charlie Crews is looking very judgy indeed.

[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

Charlie Crews is also dressed like a pansy.

Thinks Jayne.

"You got a problem?"

[still-a-cop.livejournal.com]

"You look unhappy," Charlie says. He sounds very cheerful. "That's a problem, isn't it?"

[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

. . . .

"You sellin' some kinda happy pill shit?"

[steelartisan]

"Hello, Jayne," says Piotr amiably.

Look, ma, no judgy! Yet, anyway.

(The scowl doesn't go unnoticed, though. Piotr would greet him in any case, but there's bonus concern here; Piotr cares about all of Serenity's crew.)

[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

Jayne lifts his glass of whiskey in a relatively friendly salute. Piotr's all right. Good man to have spotting for you.

"Want any?"

Who knows, maybe the man'll decide to live a little, now he's got a minute not chained to his girlfriend.

[steelartisan]

Piotr would be mostly amused, if he could hear that thought. But, probably luckily for him, that's not his particular mutation.

"Sure," he says, and closes his sketchbook with a faint smile. "Thank you."

The bar's not far from his table, and there's an empty stool or two near Jayne; easy enough to join him.

[cutting_edgex23]

X approaches on cat-quiet feet.

She may also intentionally leg her dufflebag bump against the legs of a nearby chair.

"Hello."

[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

Oh.

It's her.

Jayne acknowledges her with a grunt and a slightly lifted glass.

After a moment or two, he adds, "How's them blasters workin' out?"

Professional interest.

[cutting_edgex23]

"They have been useful," she replies promptly.

"Thank you."

Beat.

Beat.

"They will be more useful when I help Gordon. There are aliens. On his world."

[veryscaryrobot.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, there's also a slim, spacy-looking girl with long brown hair and questionable taste in fashion.

[swinging-cod.livejournal.com]

. . . . oh, gorram ruttin' hell.

"Ain't you meant to be angel of mercyin' down there or some dàxiàng bàozhàshì de lādùzi?"

[veryscaryrobot.livejournal.com]

Who is, on cue, looking at him all judgy.

As they say.