Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings
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				Title: <strong>Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 22:48:50</strong>
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				(The characters for this RP can be found here: http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=83692.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=83692.0))<br><br>Persephone was a hardly a world one wanted to be stuck on for longer than one had to.&nbsp; The Easesdown Docks though served its purpose just fine and dandy when it came to harboring rusting decrepit ships and their desperate, looking-for-world-eternally crews.&nbsp; One particularly Firefly-class transport had been sitting on the hot surface of Persephone, staring up at the skies it couldn't fly in until it had enough fuel put in her to get her up there.&nbsp; But money didn't come easy in Easesdown, despite what its brochures and local street rats might say.&nbsp; Real money was as rare was real whiskey was; more a legend than a reality.<br><br>When Xev received word of a lucrative job, he knew it had to be fake.&nbsp; No one pays that amount of platinum just to have some girl stolen away.&nbsp; <br><br>The sun was particularly hot come noon time and the old Chinese man had already hobbled away after handing Xev the missive from someone calling himself "Skyes".&nbsp; The unshaven captain wiped the back of his hand across his sweaty brow, squinting down at the parchment in his hands, written solely in Chinese.&nbsp; He strained to read it, his Chinese being only for cursing rather than scholarly pursuits.&nbsp; He ran back up the ramp of the unnamed Firefly and pounded on the hull.<br><br>"Jenn, get your sweet ass out here and look this shit over for me!"
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				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 00:11:13</strong>
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				If Jenn hadn't spent so much time in Persephone, she wouldn't have felt it was such a bad place. Lots of hustle and bustle, plenty of things to keep you busy, whether with work or entertainment. The downside is, there's <em>too </em>much. After living here for so long, one sometimes just desires peace and quiet.<br><br>At this point, Jenn was feeling just that. She was tired of dealing with people, and badly wanted to get back into the sky. However, something else was bothering her, too. She couldn't understand how holding some girl hostage for a certain period of time could be worth so much. This was probably what had been stressing Jenn out the most: What's the catch? Jenn also knew that this girl's... occupation, if it may be so called, requires much training in acting and manipulation. What if she was here for some reason other than that some guy doesn't want anyone else getting his hands on her? Maybe they were working together against the Cap and his crew....<br><br>She had finally just gotten a chance to sit down at the kitchen table with a drink, when she heard the Captain call for her. She rolled her eyes and took her time heading towards the cargo area, bringing with her the small glass of gin she had just poured herself, taking pains not to spill not a drop on the way down the ladder.<br><br>She stopped in the middle a spacious room, the cargo area, not wanting to go outside in the blinding sunlight. She took a sip of her drink. <br><br>"Wouldn't you prefer I look at your 'shit' in the shade?" she asked, with a slight tone of playful sarcasm.
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				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 00:35:59</strong>
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				Xavier rolled his own eyes as he joined Jenn in the empty, rusting cargo hold.&nbsp; He thrust the Chinese missive into her hands and took the small cup of gin from her with a wicked grin.&nbsp; He downed the whole thing, wincing slightly at the sting of the cheap gin as it made its way down his dusty throat.&nbsp; Her squeal of protest was worth the scowl she shot his way.&nbsp; He set the cup down on the steel stairs and he took a seat, pointing at the piece of parchment.<br><br>"From what Skyes is telling us, that companion we have to heist is going to be landing in Persephone tonight.&nbsp; On a blasted shuttle at that.&nbsp; Know how easy that shit should be to sneak onto and stow away in one of the canyons?&nbsp; We can then wait out until they pick her up.&nbsp; Easy fucking money..."<br><br>He sighed heavily, wiping his forehead again, squinting at Jenn.<br><br>"So what's the catch?&nbsp; What else that little note say?"
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				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 01:43:20</strong>
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				Jenn remained standing after Xev sat down. "It says to get me more gorram gin!!" She stomped her foot in protest, knowing she appeared very childish. Then she sat down next to him, taking the parchment in her hands and studying it. "I'm not completely sure, Xev. You know my Chinese is only a little better than yours, not to mention this guy has horrible handwriting. How the hell is <em>anyone </em>supposed to read this?" <br><br>She squinted at the parchment. "The Chinese characters are kind of narrow, but I can make out something about meeting the companion at... McGrubby's Pub? Ew, why would they want to meet us there? Anyway... half will be paid to us up front. And no arms...? Cap'n, I have to tell you that I really don't like this. Although the note seems to say what he told you, I'm not sure what some of it says, and we could be missing something important. It looks official, but why in the Verse would someone pay so much money for this?" There wasn't much more that the parchment said, but there were at least a few full sentences that Jenn couldn't translate.<br><br>"Oh, and don't forget to refill my glass."
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				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 01:50:52</strong>
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				"Oh, quit your pussy-achin'.&nbsp; It's terrible gin anyways."<br><br>Even in the shade, it was a damnable hot day.&nbsp; Summers on Persephone were hard enough as it was without the sun bringing sweat and heat down on the rusted hunk of metal the pair sat in.&nbsp; &nbsp;He sniffled a bit, taking out a dirty but serviceable rag from his back pocket and using it to dab at his sweaty face.&nbsp; He listened as Jenn went over the note, her pretty face scrunching up in the way Xev liked when she was studying something.&nbsp; There was something to be said about a woman making her features all raisin like when she was thinking hard about something.<br><br>It brought a faint smirk to the captain's face.<br><br>"People can pay a lot of money for companions it seems and I don't give a fuck why they want her, I just want the money.&nbsp; So McGrubby's, huh?"<br><br>He knew the dive: right dusty and downright nasty place for out of work freighter pilots and down on their luck yokels.&nbsp; He had been there more than enough times to know that going unarmed was a damned invitation to trouble.<br><br>He nodded a bit and took the missive from Jenn, folding it up and sticking it back in his pocket.<br><br>"Alright then.&nbsp; Let's close the ship up and head down here.&nbsp; No pistols but make sure you bring that collapsible sword you used back on Santo.&nbsp; They might not suspected it."<br><br>He grinned a bit wider and slapped Jen hard on the thigh before standing up.<br><br>"I still remember the way you took that thug's nose off.&nbsp; Best hope we don't have to have a repeat performance tonight."
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				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 20:31:27</strong>
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				Jenn smirked. "You know me well enough to know I ain't leaving us fully unarmed," she said as she watched him get up.<br><br>She knew the sword he was talking about. Aside from the fact that the shape of the bronze sheath reminded her of a penis, the sword itself extended to almost 3 feet in length when opened. When closed, it was of the perfect length to hide in her boot. And yes, it did chop the nose off a thug a few months back, who attempted to pick Xev's pockets after they had made a delivery and were paid. When the guy very conspicuously bumped into the captain, Jenn instinctively pulled the sword out of her boot, and swung the blade in front of his face. She had only meant to scare the guy into giving back what he stole, which she certainly succeeded in doing. She just didn't mean to leave the guy with only half a nose. It was certainly an occurrence that Xev hadn't stopped occasionally teasing her about, anyway.<br><br>Jenn put her hand out for Xev to help her up, receiving the reaction she had expected: a raised eyebrow and a look of amusement. She grabbed his hand anyway and pulled herself up. She moved close to him and put her arm around him, taking his dirty cloth out of his back pocket, and once she found a less-filthy spot on the cloth, dabbed her forehead with it.<br><br>"Thanks!" she said with an overenthusiastic smile, once again reaching her arm around him and tucking the rag back in his pocket.<br><br>"What worries me isn't that they want to hide her with us. What worries me is their motives, and hoping they're not going to pull one on us. But if all you want is easy money, then so be it," and she added with a wink, "I think you just like the idea of heisting a companion." Jenn would be lying if she had said that thought hadn't crossed her mind.<br><br>"And cheap or not, that gin has alcohol content. I'm going to get more." Jenn started to walk back through the cargo area but stopped and turned around. "By the way, the parchment said to meet just before sundown. How do you propose we suffer this heat until then?"
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				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 02:09:16</strong>
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				"Heisting a companion sure leaves us with a few options, doesn't it?&nbsp; Meaning once we get the money... I don't tend to touch the merchandise if you get my meaning."<br><br>That faint lustfulness in her eyes made him smirk and roll his dark eyes.&nbsp; Jenn was a damned feisty woman, both when it came to drinking and putting a hurting on a man.&nbsp; But sometimes, when the mood hit her like a gorramning Reaver, she was hornier than a pen full of steers.&nbsp; <br><br>"And neither will you.&nbsp; Keep the money in mind and little else, <em>don ma</em>?"<br><br>He didn't wait for a nod as he crossed the cargo bay and out of the damned sun.<br><br>"We leave in two hours then."<br><br>As she started to strut away in search of more gin, he took to following her further into the confines of the grounded rust heap they called a ship.&nbsp; It might not have air conditioning just yet but the interior of the ship was cast in shadows and the few working lights they had gotten going.&nbsp; It was a lot more pleasant than sitting in the afternoon heat of Persephone.&nbsp; He caught up with her just as they reached the mid way point between the bridge and the single working shuttle they had scrapped up.&nbsp; His arms went about her waist and he held her close, breathing in her faint scent.&nbsp; His voice was low, a teasing whisper.<br><br>"I think I know what you have in mind to pass the time."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 00:20:17</strong>
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				The lust that sat idly in the back of her mind suddenly had Jenn's full attention. The captain could do that to her sometimes, which was something she both loved and hated. She hated how he could sometimes control her feelings with seemingly little effort, but also loved how she felt when he did. She held Xev's arms around her waist for a moment before she loosened them so she could turn around to face him, his arms still around her.<br>&nbsp;<br>"<em>Shi ma</em>? Well then you must'a known I was going to spend a good portion of that two hours with my cheap gin." Xev's face transformed into that raised eyebrow, "you can't fool me" amused expression that Jenn secretly found attractive. She ran her hand across his lower stomach, and slowly inched down the front of his pants until she felt what she was searching for. "But I think I know how <em>you </em>want to pass the time," she whispered with a sly smile, leaving her hand in the same spot.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jenn felt as if she were a completely different person whenever she was in his arms, as if she was thinking with someone else's mind. She wasn't consumed by her worries, her responsibilities, or stress. Right now, the mind that took over was instead consumed by nothing but images of tearing off her clothes, Xev's clothes, and having sex anywhere, everywhere, and in every position. Jenn massaged the hardening bulge for a moment, which drew a small gasp from Xev as he tightened his grip around her waist. She moved her hand upwards, over the seam of his pants, and back down, caressing the skin of his lower abdomen, purposely avoiding his member.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Are you sure it's the money on your mind and not the merchandise?" she teased.
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				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 14:47:38</strong>
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				"You keep touching like that and the merchandise in your pants is going to be the only pay off I'm gonna be thinking about, girl."<br><br>His voice was a low, hissed whisper through clenched teeth.&nbsp; She knew how to tease him; they had gone through this ritual many times before and he doubted tonight's method of passing time was going to be the last time her expert fingers, made for killing as well as pleasing, would dance over the front of his various parts of anatomy.&nbsp; His own hands were hardly ideal as she started to wander over the front of his body, drifting down her slender waist and around to grasp her firm, round ass.&nbsp; There was always something alluring and distracting about the way Jenn walked, her hips swaying back and forth like a drifting ship lost in a storm.&nbsp; He could watch her walk like that for hours.<br><br>The thought wasn't the only thing making him harder than titanium.&nbsp; They shared that silent, hungry look once again before his lips were on hers passionately while his hands worked under her tank top and ran over her soft breasts, encased in a lacy bra.<br><br>"You gonna keep wearing those clothes or do I need to cut the fucking things off?"
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				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 16:00:54</strong>
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				Jenn slipped her deep blue tank top over her head, and threw it aside. She put her hands on his, and gently slid them down to her sides, revealing a burgundy colored, lacey bra that obviously wasn't meant to conceal the breasts underneath. She ran her fingers over the edge of a bra cup, pulling it down just slightly. "I sorta like this bra. You can keep your knife away from it," she replied with mock anger. She leaned her foot against the wall to unstrap and remove her boot, feeling Xev's gaze move from her ankle up to her thigh. She repeated the same routine with her other boot, dropping it to the floor.<br><br>She turned around and walked just a couple steps away. She turned her head around to look at the captain, knowing exactly where he'd be staring. She turned her head back and proceeded to unclasp the front of her shorts, that she knew brought a lot of attention to her ass. She slipped them down her legs, revealing matching panties, bending further down until she brought her shorts to her feet, where she stepped out of them.<br><br>She stood back up and turned around, seeing his eyes snap back up to her face after they had been glued to her rear end, and before they wandered down again, taking in the appearance of her slender body.&nbsp; She pressed herself up against him and slipped his jacket off his shoulders, gliding her tongue around his ear as she did so. She breathed softly into it, "What's the matter, Cap'n? Speechless?" This was the part that she liked, where she felt the control return to her. She yanked his shirt over his head and ran her hands across his abdomen and along his chest, feeling a sparse amount of hair. Then she slid her hand behind his neck and pressed her lips hard against his, his hands finding their way back around her rear.
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				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 17:20:23</strong>
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				"Hardly.&nbsp; Just don't think we need words right now, Jenn."<br><br>His calloused hands gripped her firm ass tightly, savoring how the softness of her flesh felt beneath those finger tips.&nbsp; Their moments together were often rushed, scattered amongst hard days spent in the heat and dust of the Eavesdown Docks trying to get the rusting heap of metal they called their ship back into the sky.&nbsp; Or they worked jobs like this one, passing the ideal time fucking up against a bulkhead.&nbsp; He loved it when she took control, that brief conflict of wills that often resulted in some rather rough, passionate sex.&nbsp; He owed her everything; the ship was his because of her legerdemain.&nbsp; <br><br>His lips were on hers, her hand guiding his head into them hard.&nbsp; She was in charge now, steering the course they were going to take.&nbsp; He let go, let his clothes get ripped off his body while her hands wandered over his chest.&nbsp; He felt her fingers working his belt, a familiar sensation.&nbsp; He only grinned wickedly at her and leaned more into that kiss, her lace covered chest brushing against his bare one.<br><br>"Fuckin' tease."
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				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 21:26:23</strong>
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				"Quit complainin', you know you eventually get what you want," Jenn retorted, slipping her bra straps off her shoulders and revealing more of her breasts. She pulled him close, wrapping her arms around him to finish removing his gun belt. She kneeled down to slide it across the floor, but not without grabbing his hunting knife first. She didn't understand why Xev was so attached to it. He's had it for so long and it'd been through a lot. But at the same time, Jenn admitted he did keep it in good shape, what with sharpening the blade and keeping it clean and all. <br><br>She stood back up and held the knife just underneath his chin. "Lead me to the bridge," she said, in as commanding a tone as she could muster in her current frame of mind. He'd ordered her around enough on an every day basis that he'd occasionally relinquish control to her during sex. Other times, he'd lead her to believe she was in charge until suddenly he'd force her against the wall, pinning her hands over head, not letting her move while he shoved himself inside her. That was one of the things she found so attractive about Xev - his confidence when he was in control, not just during their sex lives, but any time. Although Jenn's ego allowed her to believe she could take care of herself in any situation, regardless of who was around her, she knew Xev had saved her life multiple times, as she had his. Although Jenn might often appear outwardly annoyed when Xev would take over a task and boss her around, inwardly, she knew that he generally made logical decisions, and had both his and her interests in heart when he made them. Jenn knew no other man like him, so that when they had sex, she didn't simply spend ten or fifteen minutes in bed, get what she wanted, and leave, like she had a number of others in the past; it was something she <em>needed</em>. It allowed her mind to take a break to be in the arms of someone she trusted with her life.<br><br>She had planned on having to prod him forward with the tip of the knife against his back, but she found her other hand in his, practically being pulled towards the bridge. "Close the airlock. I don't want no eavesdroppers."&nbsp; When he did, she pushed him back into the pilot seat. She put the dull end of the knife in her mouth, holding the blade with her teeth. Her eyes stayed on his, as he watched her unclasp her bra, drop it to the floor, and carress her already hardened nipples. Just when he looked like he was about to jump out of the seat and pounce on her, she unzipped his pants, pulled them off, and leaped onto the seat with him, straddling him. She pulled the blade out of her mouth and pressed the dull side against his chin, pushing it upwards, his dark eyes gazing at her with a hunger that matched her own. "I want you to fuck me like you haven't had a good fuckin' in years."
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				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 21:44:35</strong>
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				This was their foreplay, a rough mental and often physical struggle for dominance that played out through the decks of the ship.&nbsp; Over the last few months, the grounded Firefly had become more of their own personal playground than a working, running starship.&nbsp; He had taken her, or she him, on every hard surface they could find and sometimes in places that he wasn't exactly sure how they had accomplished it.&nbsp; The one that stuck out in his mind was the one time they had managed to cram into the small overhead compartment in the engine room, fucking with her hanging upside down and with her arms wrapped around his neck.&nbsp; She had been anchored to him only by her strong, capable legs.&nbsp; He still had the bruises around his ribs.<br><br>The knife at his throat was a bit of a mild surprise though.&nbsp; He had to suppress every instinct in his body to lash out, hit some vital place on her lithe body and take control of the situation again.&nbsp; But, he just went with it, giving her complete, trusting control.&nbsp; They had no need for the safety of words, they trusted each other completely.&nbsp; And with such trust and release came incredible possibilities.<br><br>He leaned back into the pilot's seat, his hardened hands running over her stiffened nipples, tugging and twisting them.&nbsp; His cock pressed against the inside of her thighs, as he shifted slightly into the seat and away from the deadly edge of that familiar knife.&nbsp; He had seen her talent with a blade; he had no urge for their play to get a little too bloody.&nbsp; But the tension was obviously working wonders.&nbsp; He could feel her heat through the thin fabric of her burgundy panties, see the hungry dancing in the mirthfulness of her eyes.&nbsp; He wasn't about to make her wait.<br><br>One of his hands drifted back behind the pilot's chair, to rest on the worn handle of the small pistol he kept there for emergencies.&nbsp; It had often come into their foreplay more often than actual combat and she knew it was there.&nbsp; He half expected her to pull it on him but it seemed it was his turn to take control again.&nbsp; The pistol was clear of its holster in a flash and he brought the revolver up to her temple, cocking back the hammer.<br><br>"You want that fucking, baby? You get up and get them panties off and beg for it.&nbsp; Maybe I'll let you have it."<br><br>It was half the reason they kept the first chamber slot in the gun empty, for moments just like this.
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				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>03-10-2010, 17:28:11</strong>
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				She had been wondering if Xev was going to reach for the pistol or not. Because of this pistol, she had learned to think clearly in the heat of battle when someone had her at gunpoint. The first time that ever happened to Jenn, she admittedly had to fight fainting. It's one thing to fight an enormous, muscular man, knowing all the points on his body that would bring him to his knees with one swift punch or kick. It was another to have a scrawny kid with a gun against your temple, demanding all your platinum. The Captain of course got her out of that one, and privately, she told him later how afraid she was - a weakness she rarely felt. They were just getting to know each other and how to work as a team, and being a team, she felt they should know when and why the other is at a weak point, as reluctant as she might have been to do so at the time.<br><br>On that same evening, when he was sitting in the pilot seat of their Firefly, she even told him that she owed him. She wasn't accustomed with people coming to her rescue, and her trust in him was growing. He had told her that just having her at his side was payment enough, and with the mischievous look in his eyes, she wasn't sure whether or not to believe him. Their eyes stayed locked to each other until he unbuttoned his pants, and pulled them down a bit to reveal his hardened cock. He reached behind the seat, and pulled out the small, fully loaded pistol. She heard the click of the hammer, and felt fear mixed with confusion, as if the past month of working with him had been a trap, as if she were there just for him to use her. She spent the next several minutes with her mouth around his cock, at gunpoint, and when he had stopped thrusting and released himself in her mouth, she heard the click of the trigger. She squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for pain, or death. When neither happened,&nbsp; she sat up and opened her eyes, seeing the bullet in the palm of his hand that he removed from the gun's chamber, and a triumphant smile on his face. He had started laughing, saying he likes her too much and would never shoot her unless he really, really had to. In a flash, her knife was at his neck, and she made him promise that he'd never do that again, or it was his life. <br><br>He still snickered while he made the promise, even when he begged her not to slice his throat while he picked her up and laid her on the floor under the ship's controls. He yanked the shorts off her, and his tongue went to work between her legs, flickering inside and out, pleasuring Jenn in a way she had never felt before, her knife still at his neck.<br><br>Having a gun pointed at her never frightened her nearly as much. In fact, right now, with the barrel against her temple, excitement coursed through her like lightning. She knew exactly the point on Xev's wrist that she could hit before he realized what was happening, in which case his hand would reflexively release the gun. But instead, she backed off the seat, pretending to be frightened. "This... this isn't because I wanted to stay in the ship when you went out into the heat, is it?" She ran her thumb slowly across the seam of her panties, pulling them down just slightly, before she inched them down her legs. She straddled him in the pilot seat again and brought his hand to the moist area between her legs, moving his finger around her clit. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, moving her hips slowly as she enjoyed his rough hand against her soft, sensitive area. She opened her eyes again, not needing to work too hard to stare pleadingly at his. "Please..." she said in a low voice, just above a whisper, "you can do whatever you want with me. Just... please don't make me wait."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>03-10-2010, 18:02:06</strong>
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				The same night he had placed that small pistol against her head had been pivotal to their relationship.&nbsp; There was no need for words as to why he had done it, merely that the lesson had been taught, the bond had been tempered.&nbsp; She had admitted fear, a weakness that could no longer plague her mind in their line of work.&nbsp; Death was a commonality and they had to face it with temperance and a clear mind, no doubts could shroud their judgment when it came time for a trigger to be pulled, a knife to be stabbed, a person's life to be ended.&nbsp; No hesitation, no exceptions.&nbsp; It had been their mantra, their silent promise to each other, for years.<br><br>That small revolver's hammer cocking back, the flash of his claimed knife in the dim lights of the cockpit. a steely grip on a pale throat; those were the hallmarks of their foreplay, a rough, hardened expression of a fierce love and devotion that went beyond flowers and other romantic ideals.&nbsp; Archaic, meant for soft handed Core worlders: out on the Rim, when you had only cold, hard reality to turn to, there was no time to obfuscate love in frilly pleasantries.&nbsp; It was better to surround yourself with the trappings you knew and together, they knew death, sweat, and hard work.<br><br>It was their lives, it was their first loves.<br><br>As his hard cock pressed against her silky inner thighs, damp with a sheen of sweat, his rough hand worked over her mound with alacrity and precision.&nbsp; He knew just how to touch her, just how to stroke her clit until she was wetter than a river.&nbsp; His other hand still held the small gun, pressed smugly against her temple and held there with unmistakable intent.&nbsp; He'd never shot her, she knew this, but it pushed them towards that edge enough to make them walk away with bruises.&nbsp; <br><br>His fingertips worked their magic while she started to buck her hips against his.&nbsp; There was no sense in making a woman wait, especially one like Jenn.&nbsp; <br><br>"So damned eager, no patience what so ever.&nbsp; Fine then, you better be ready, 'cause I'm about to fuck you so gorramnin' hard you won't be able to walk straight without skippin'."<br><br>That hard, throbbing cock was then guided, shoved, into her soaked sex, while his calloused hand continued to work her clit up and down, stimulating every part of her that he could get his hands on.
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				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>03-10-2010, 21:58:58</strong>
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				She leaned over to kiss his shoulder, sucking the skin into her mouth, leaving temporary marks as her lips moved up to his neck towards his ear. She ran her tongue in and around his ear, imagining his tongue was actually where his fingers were between her legs. Then she sucked his earlobe a bit before pulling on it with her teeth, until it slipped out of her mouth. <br>&nbsp;<br>"I ain't waitin' for somethin' if I don't have to." <br><br>She closed her eyes and began bucking her hips harder, forcefully against his, feeling his cock thrusting in and out of her. Every muscle of her body tightened as his hands, roughened in their field of work, knew exactly how and where to touch her. His free hand had moved from her clit to grab one of her bouncing, shapely breasts, which was just large enough to fill one of his hands. She continued for a while, their pelvises smacking into each other, before she raised herself until he was no longer inside her. When she came back down, his cock was stiff against her stomach, wet from her own fluids. It killed her to stop, but the annoyance, almost anger, in his eyes from doing so was worth it. She wrapped her fingers around his cock, moving her hand up and down just fast enough to drive him crazy.<br><br>She leaned forward a bit and said, in a voice brimming with lust, "You're good, Cap'n, I can tell you that. But I'm not so sure you're <em>that</em> good... you might just have to prove it to me." Her hand stopped moving along the shaft of his cock. Without taking her eyes away from his, she rubbed her index finger along her tongue, put it in her mouth, and closed her lips around it, pulling it out slowly and savoring the mixed flavors of Xev and her own. All the while well aware of the barrel against her temple, the pistol held by fingers that were ready to pull the trigger at any second, her other hand still clutching his hunting knife.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>03-10-2010, 22:31:13</strong>
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				"Fucking tease!"<br><br>The words slipped out as a mild curse, the edge of anger in his voice mingled with amusement and anticipation.&nbsp; She was taking control again, dominance being passed back and forth as casually as compliments between two chatting Companions.&nbsp; As her hand stopped working his hard cock, he glared at her with a resolve that was tempered by the lust he possessed for her body.&nbsp; She was dangling herself in front of him, all the pleasures she offered, and was holding back just enough to make his anger boil to the surface.&nbsp; If she wanted to bait him well enough for him to actually snap, she was certainly drawing close, just toeing that line.<br><br>It was all part of their game, their foreplay.&nbsp; She'd had enough of foreplay now. He echoed her sentiments as he shoved her off his lap and onto the dusty floor, with enough force to send the hunting knife in her hand flying away.&nbsp; He was on her in an instance, his strong hands wrapping around her wrists and pinning her in place.&nbsp; He had dropped the gun as he moved and positioned himself to push her against the controls of the ship, up against the cool metal bulkhead.<br><br>Using his weight and knees as leverage, his cock was once more inside of her, plunging in all the way to the base of his shaft.&nbsp; He was giving her no chance to doubt his prowess anymore; he was using every bit of strength he had to fuck her as hard as he could, as fast as possible.&nbsp; He growled menacingly into her ear as his teeth scored it, just enough to draw a bit of blood.<br><br>"You're going to fucking scream my name, Jenn."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 23:50:53</strong>
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				Jenn loved when Xev cursed at her when she teased him. It proved to her the effect she had on him... and it always led to sex so rough that she was left feeling bruised all over. Jenn was rarely in the mood for anything less. Once in her past, she had been with a man, Chad, who insisted on bringing her flowers, lighting candles around the room, and playing romantic music about a week into their short-lived relationship.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jenn will admit this particular guy brought out the softer side of her, which was the main reason she stayed with him as long as she did (which was maybe 3 or 4 weeks). Jenn still very clearly remembered her reaction when she entered the room: 'What the fuck's all this?" Chad responded with something sappy about his growing feelings for her. She also remembered the concerned, worried look in his eyes when, in the middle of their slow, boring, "romantic" sex, she suddenly jumped up and grabbed a candle, spilling wax all over the floor, She'd let a drip fall onto him, drawing a yelp of pain from his lips, and seductively suggested he tie her down and punish her for what she'd done. He'd tried, but he just didn't have the rough, worldly experience in his life to give Jenn what she needed.<br>&nbsp;<br>The Verse is a tough, heartless, manipulative bastard. Survival in the Verse requires one to be a tough, heartless, manipulative bastard right back. Romance is a fantasy. Jenn existed in a reality where chasing a fantasy risked leaving oneself unguarded, a weakness that could bring failure, injury, or death. From this level of understanding is where Jenn and Xev's attraction for each other stemmed.<br>&nbsp;<br>Besides. Xev could also bring out Jenn's soft side... when he was hurt, and it wasn't her doing!<br>&nbsp;<br>Jenn wrapped her legs around Xev and arched her back when he shoved her up against the bulkhead. Her toes curled, and she moaned loudly with each deep thrust that kept pushing her into the metal wall. Later that day, Jenn knew her tail bone, shoulder blades, and head would ache, a reminder of Xev's amazing ability to bring her to such overwhelming ecstasy.<br>&nbsp;<br>She struggled to pull her arms free - not for the sake of freeing her arms, but only to feel Xec's grip around her wrists tighten, which it did. She winced when she felt Xev's teeth pierce the skin of her earlobe. She started breathing faster, her moans getting shorter and faster. In between breaths, and with a voice that was higher pitched with the excitement of an approaching orgasm, Jenn responded, "You won't... have to... wait long for that... if you keep it up... like this, Captain!..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 00:32:03</strong>
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				"Good."<br><br>The word was growled more than spoken, a guttural utterance in the height of animalistic passion.&nbsp; Xev could feel the cool metal of the bulkhead slam into his shoulders each time he thrust into her, the familiar sensation of pain making the pleasure of his fucking of Jenn all the more familiar, intimate, and enjoyable.&nbsp; There was something incredibly reassuring about feeling the dull ache of a good fuck all over, after essentially kicking your own ass during it, all to bring your partner to orgasm and heights unknown.&nbsp; Such was the tie that bond him and Jenn together and it was as strong as steel and twice as durable.<br><br>They had to be durable after everything they had been through together and this was just another stone upon the path they walked together.&nbsp; <br><br>As she started to scream, to writhe beneath him, he pressed his knees against the ground and pushed up and into her harder than he had before, feeling the very innermost parts of her slickened passage.&nbsp; His cock surged forward as his calloused hands wrapped tighter around her waist and he felt his balls tighten and his load release.&nbsp; There was no sense in holding back anymore.<br><br>"God fucking damn it, Jenn!"<br><br>His cursing became a low muttering as he shot his hot seed into her wet folds, as he had so many times before but this time, there would be quite a few bruises to wince and smile in remembrance at later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 19:56:32</strong>
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				Jenn's muscles tightened as she squirmed and pushed herself against Xev. Her moans turned into passionate gasps as she reached her peak with the Captain. She pushed the back of her head into the metal behind her, ready to scream his name... he deserved that.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Oh Cap... fucking amazing...." She moaned a few more times, and finally she felt it, an explosion of pleasure that started between her legs and reverberated through the rest of her naked, bucking body, "Ohhh God, Xavier! Fucking amazing!!" She curled her toes and tightened her legs around his waist as her mind and body were taken over with ecstasy only the captain could bring her.<br>&nbsp;<br>When her climax diminished, her head still felt high enough up in space she'd have to chase it back down in the firefly. Every inch of her body tingled, her orgasm alone enough to leave her exhausted and out of breath. When the captain loosened his grip on her wrists and brought his hands around her waist, she moved her arms around his neck, smiling at the sight of the dark red, almost blue marks his hands left. Beads of sweat rolled down his neck and his shoulders, which Jenn knew had less to do with the heat than it did the energy he exerted in bringing her to orgasm.<br><br>"You really know how to please me," she whispered as her breath was returning to normal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 14:05:45</strong>
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				Xavier's weathered face broke into a smug grin as he kissed her waiting lips once more before breaking the embrace and helping her back up to her feet.&nbsp; The cockpit felt like a sauna, bathed in heat by the Persephone sun and their own body heat.&nbsp; It reeked of sweat and sex, Xev's favorite scent.&nbsp; <br><br>"You weren't half bad yourself, baby."<br><br>The admittance was the closest thing Jenn usually got to how much he truly enjoyed their coupling.&nbsp; The ritualistic, mock combat build up of it all was his favorite part but that moment of release bordered on religious euphoria.&nbsp; So many emotions, so many unprocessed thoughts, were just as raw and uninhibited as the bruises and pains they inflicted on each other in the pursuit of that last moment of orgasmic pleasure, a spiritual insight.&nbsp; Xev's mind whirled as he checked the ship chronometer and cursed mildly in Chinese.<br><br>They were running late.<br><br>"Let's get a move on!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 02:47:25</strong>
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				When Jenn's head returned to Persephone, she was able to focus better after her hunger was sated and the captain helped her up. Jenn and Xev's scent sat idly in the hot air. The sun shone brightly onto the pilot seat. She admired Xev's body, lean and toned from years in his field of work, and training and fighting in the War. Her eyes lingered on his abdomen, and the V shape of his pelvis that pointed to the spot between his legs that brought Jenn the greatest pleasures. She felt her hunger begin to return right as Xev snapped her back to reality after he checked the chronometer.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Shit...." <br><br>Jenn gathered the knife and the gun they were playing with. She slipped the gun back in it's holster, put it back underneath the pilot seat, and handed the knife back to Xev. She kissed him. "I'll meet you back in the cargo area. Gotta go put something a little more appropriate on." <br><br>She took off for their sleeping quarters, taking the stairs down to the front hall two at a time, stopping only to pick up the shorts and boots she had just earlier slipped off. She tossed them into the dormitory, and let herself down the ladder, skipping the last three steps to jump to the floor. She stopped at the lavatory to wash up a bit, using the water from a bucket they had filled the previous night so as not to use up the ship's reserves. <br><br>Her bed was a cot that was built into the wall at the far end. Next to it was a small desk that she used also used as a nightstand. She opened its top drawer and pulled out a small bottle of lavender scented perfume, which she splashed onto her neck and between her legs. She pulled her shorts and her boots back on, and opened the bottom drawer of her nightstand, which contained her leather vest and some small weapons, including the collapsible sword the Captain instructed her to bring. That was slipped into her boot.<br><br>When Jenn finished dressing, she ascended the stairs back into the hall. She stopped by the kitchen to swallow a few mouthfuls of gin straight from the bottle, not bothering to fill a glass, and headed back towards the cargo room, where she arrived just ten minutes after she had left the bridge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 00:12:24</strong>
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				Xavier watched her go after their lips parted, as well as their ways.&nbsp; He sighed contently, rubbing the back of his neck and then scratching the dark stubble that was growing on his face.&nbsp; He should have had time to shave but he didn't bother.&nbsp; The Companion was coming with them willingly or not, so appearance were hardly a matter of priority.&nbsp; He dressed hastily and hesitated about leaving his gun belt behind.&nbsp; The heavy revolver was certainly his life line, aside from Jenn, and he felt naked leaving it on the pilot's chair in the cockpit.&nbsp; He left his hunting knife too, that wonderful instrument of sexuality and brutality, often associated with both before the evening was played out when Jenn was concerned.&nbsp; He shrugged heavily as he made his way down into the cargo area, pausing only a brief moment to take his own hit off the homemade gin bottle.<br><br>His heavy boots thundered off the metal stairs as he came into the cargo area, just a little after Jenn had made her way there.&nbsp; He started up the small hover mule that they used to navigate the back streets of Persephone's Eavesdown Docks and climbed into the pilot's chair.&nbsp; He patted the seat beside him and with her customary smirk, Jenn climbed in.&nbsp; He gunned the accelerator and the pair made their way off into the dusty streets, towards the cantina.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 23:55:12</strong>
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				Jenn was pulled back a little in her seat as the two rushed to their destination, weaving around others as if they were racing through an obstacle course. She turned her head towards the captain and put her hand to his shoulder, pulling his shirt down a little. She chuckled. "Looks like I left a mark after all." The sun was still setting behind them as they made their way to McGrubby's. They discussed the missive, and the specifics of their seemingly simple job, emphasizing their pay, rather than who they'd be holding captive. <br><br>They arrived at the bar less than ten minutes later. On the outside, the wooden building was small and unkempt. The white paint was grey and chipped at the bottom of the walls, with weeds poking through the boardwalk in front of the entrance. A burly man was seated on a stool next to the door, sweating, and nodding as patrons entered and exited.<br><br>They stepped out into the heat, which was only slightly more tolerable with the setting sun. Jenn pulled the front of her vest down a bit; once a man saw some skin, he wasn't likely to give a stranger any problems. They walked towards the entrance. The man's eyes moved from Jenn's cleavage to her face, and smiled, showing his yellowed teeth. "Good evenin', miss." "Same to you. And keep your eyes in their sockets. That ain't no way to look at a lady." She gave him a sardonic smile, took the Captain's hand, and entered the building.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 00:50:42</strong>
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				McGrubby's was a dive, inside and out.&nbsp; The interior of the bar was filled with broke pilots missing more than just a ship to fly, rough handed farmers who still bore the soil of their labor on their sweat stained clothes, and ragged teenage "dock boys" who hung around hoping for a spot of work or a free shot of whiskey.&nbsp; The wooden walls sagged with age and saturation.&nbsp; The floor was warped and stained a disgusting shade of brown, fouled from a decade of spilled drinks and Buddha knows what other liquids that were best left inside the folks they had come out of.<br><br>Xavier's face settled into a heavy scowl as they wandered deeper into the bar and was greeted by the smell of cheap booze and even cheaper lives.&nbsp; His dark eyes gleamed in the dim kerosene light of the bar, looking for their employers.<br><br>"You two are late."<br><br>A soot blackened hand flashed in Xev's face, waving the duo over to the battered table that sat in one of the room's corners.&nbsp; Xev grunted and found himself staring into the man known around Persephone as "Skyes".&nbsp; The heavy set old man sported a dirty brown coat and a full salt and pepper beard that rustled against the top of his rotund stomach as he settled into his chair.&nbsp; His skin was browned from a life time spent wrangling cattle on the Rim and he snorted when he talked.&nbsp; He smelled faintly of leather and urine.<br><br>Xeb hated the bastard with every fiber of his being, but when times were desperate, you'd work with anyone if the coin was right.<br><br>"Well, as much as I love your company, let's get to business."<br><br>Xev nodded at the old man's words and he settled down into his seat, glancing back at the vigilant Jenn.&nbsp; Skyes jabbed a blackened finger into Xev's chest and then pointed again over his shoulder at the only bright spot in the room.<br><br>"Been a change of plans, Xev.&nbsp; Companion came in mighty early to meet her... employer and well, there she sits all pretty like."<br><br>Xev's jaw nearly hit the floor as the job started to slide south.&nbsp; Skyes was serving as the cover of hiring the Companion but he had never mentioned her being at the bar.&nbsp; Them meeting here was all making sense now.&nbsp; Not only was kidnapping the woman in a packed bar going to be quite a challenge but the fact that she was a drop dead gorgeous piece of ass certainly made things more interesting.<br><br>"You gorramnin'... pay up or I make Jenn break your jaw."<br><br>Skyes grunted once and tossed a pouch of coins on the table, which Jenn was quick to snatch up.&nbsp; Xev growled and suddenly reached over to grab the old man by the front of his sweat stained shirt.&nbsp; Skyes only offered him a nearly toothless grin.<br><br>"You set us up, old man.&nbsp; I don't like that."<br><br>Skyes wheezed and continued to leer.<br><br>"Just do your job, Captain, and then you will have enough cash to get that rusted hunk of <em>gosa</em> out of my dock."<br><br>Xev sent Skyes crashing into the back of his chair as he stood, touching Jenn on the shoulder and heading back into the shadows, to come up with a plan for heisting the Companion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 01:16:22</strong>
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				Like a pink tea rose in a bouquet of nettles and dust, Kiew She sat at the end of the bar.&nbsp; Unescorted, her pink parasol rested lightly on her bare shoulder and revealed little of her form to the patrons behind her.&nbsp; Her dress, pink as well and nestled snugly across her cleavage and freckled shoulder blades, was thin enough for the heat but too delicate for anything beyond a private garden or a bedroom.&nbsp; Her body curved silkily onto the wooden bar stool, her back and waist as poised as any advertising model.&nbsp; Her hair pinned up into a loose bun, she watched the bartender walk away, his business dismissed with a nearly unseen nod of her head.<br><br>Her business was not with him.<br><br>Seemingly unaware of the leering eyes of the gritty workers, Kiew kept her shoulders back but her eyes low, a posture at once proud and subservient.&nbsp; Even as the crash of furnishings and the rumblings of the near fight began, she remained coolly indifferent, as if she were actually on as distant a planet she seemed to have come from.&nbsp; The parasol spun casually like a petal on the wind; Kiew remained as she was intended.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 23:26:49</strong>
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				Despite the rank atmosphere of the cantina and the people it attracted, Jenn felt comfortable with her surroundings. She had lived in Persephone before she met the Captain, before they escaped the banality of doing the same thing every day, no change of pace, people, or scenery, and set off on their own in their firefly. She knew how to carry herself in such a place. Jenn ignored the rogue stares they received when they entered, knowing she and the captain looked less disheveled than most of the rest of the patrons.<br>&nbsp;<br>Including the corpulent, odorous man who waved them over to a table.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jenn remained silent as Xev confronted Skyes, her suspicions returning that she felt earlier. She found her eyes gazing at the companion sitting at the bar, and wondered if she was actually seeing through the girl's clothing, or if she was just fabricating a more-than-welcome visual. Jenn at once felt drawn to her and despised her, noting that the girl didn't even flinch as the fat man was slammed down into his seat, which splintered underneath his weight. Xev might have been slim, but he sure couldn't be labeled "skinny" with his brawniness.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jenn followed him off to the side where they were less noticeable. She sat down on a dilapidated chair and opened their bag of coin, maneuvering it in her hands to make sure it was the amount they agreed upon. Jenn wouldn't dare empty the bag out and count the coins individually with a crowd of people surrounding her. When she was content with her judgment, she looked up at the captain.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jenn spoke in a low but angry voice,"What the fuck is he thinking? Gimme the missive again. I don't remember seeing this part about kidnapping on it. He's paying us to hold her captive, not to kidnap her too. There needs to be another fee for this."<br>&nbsp;<br>Xev handed her the parchment. Of course, she couldn't translate the whole thing, which Jenn would blame on the handwriting. Chinese was a common language, but that didn't mean everyone was fluent in it - which is what their employer had probably depended on. Jenn leaned her elbow on the table in a small pile of ash, and rested her forehead on her hand, concentrating again on the missive. She shoved it back towards the captain.<br>&nbsp;<br>"I can't understand half that shit. He's gonna fucking pay for this."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 16:57:35</strong>
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				Xev's hands thrust the encrypted or just poorly written missive into her waiting hands.&nbsp; It didn't matter now, the job had gotten complicated but they didn't have much of a choice.&nbsp; Payment had been exchanged and the job was on.&nbsp; Xev was a man of his word since that was the only thing he knew he could keep in this greedy 'Verse.&nbsp; <br><br>He adjusted his belt and rolled his shoulders with a heavy sigh.&nbsp; This was not going to be easy by any stretch of the imagination.&nbsp; He turned to glance over at Jenn, her anger written plainly over her face.&nbsp; He chuckled, shrugging.<br><br>"We don't have much of a choice, Jenn, may as well earn the rest of the pay.&nbsp; Sooner we do, the sooner we are done and off this rock.&nbsp; And that's what we're after, ain't it?"<br><br>He didn't wait for his question to be answered before he stood and started to make his way over to the Companion.&nbsp; He paused a moment, his dark eyes taking the loveliness in.&nbsp; She was quite the exotic creature, half Chinese and half something else that really didn't matter.&nbsp; He turned back to Jenn and squinted in the dim light of the bar.<br><br>"Well, I think our best bet is to try and get her to head outside or something.&nbsp; Or maybe a diversion while one of us sneaks her out... yeah, that'll work.&nbsp; Go pick a fight while I take care of our little birdie."<br><br>He sallied up to the other side of the Companion, a kind smile on his weathered features.<br><br>"You seem to be in the wrong place, darlin'.&nbsp; Need some directions?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 01:51:09</strong>
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				The Companion peered over her shoulder, her dark eyes wide as she gave the black worn man a soft, neutral look.&nbsp; Her legs, their slightly paler color telling of the silk stockings she wore, turned toward him first as her stool rotated slowly toward him.&nbsp; One hand rested limply on her exposed knee while the other balanced the parasol on her bare shoulder.<br><br>Though her look was soft as a perfumed pillow, Kiew's voice was deep, rich as chai tea with cream.&nbsp; "Do you know where I am going?" she replied.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 20:30:16</strong>
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				One thing Jenn couldn't understand was how Xev's mood could change from fuming to complete acceptance, as if he was never angry to begin with. Perhaps it was what made him such a good captain. Perhaps it was also why he needed Jenn with him, to pull him out of messes he got caught in. Either way, he was the captain, and Jenn knew that ultimately, he was the one she answered to... though not without occasionally interrogating him to make sure he was on the right track.<br>&nbsp;<br>Before she could even say anything, the captain had wandered off to the pretty girl with the parasol. If they had a full crew, Jenn would be placing bets with everyone whether Xev would stick to his plan and not "touch the merchandise."<br>&nbsp;<br>Jenn observed from her seat the people in the room. She had a keen eye for danger, and could predict where it might start, so she knew whether to avoid certain people, or determine when and how she would have to defend herself. In this case, she was looking for where she could <em>start</em> a ruckus that would spread. Being in close quarters with everyone made it easy for one thing to lead to another, Jenn knew. And drunkards who were losing a lot of their money to a game of cards was a good place to start.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jenn walked past a couple of men, staring intently at their cards until she passed by. She turned to see one of them, the one wearing a hat, had his eyes glued to her legs and her rear end.She felt his gaze follow her as she walked towards the bar and sat down. She ordered ale to be brought to the table for the men, and for her. She turned again to see the one in the hat smiling at her, practically drooling. <em>What a fucking pig,</em> she thought. She smiled back and turned towards the bartender. "It'll be on his tab," she nodded her head in the direction of the card table, "Thanks hun."<br>&nbsp;<br>She wandered back towards the two men, followed by a woman in a ragged dress with their drinks. The one in the hat was drunk off his ass; the other was beyond that point, where he was squinting his eyes and blinking them hard as he tried to see the cards directly in front of them. Jenn smiled, "You boys look like you could use some company. Care if I join you?" she took a seat next to the man in the hat without waiting for his answer. His smell was similar to Skyes', and his clothing appeared to have been worn for months on end.<br>&nbsp;<br>"My pleasure, miss!" he responded. The expression he wore made Jenn wonder if he'd ever seen a woman before. He was missing some front teeth, probably due to drunken brawls he'd been in.<br>&nbsp;<br>The man proceeded to explain to Jenn the rules of poker, which she dizzily pretended not to understand. Jenn sighed hopelessly, thinking of what she was about to do, and feeling disgusted at the men whose lives probably consisted of nothing but consuming alcohol and mindlessly gawking at women. She leaned over as he showed her his cards, his eyes wandering right where she had expected, to her cleavage and her breasts, the tops of which were pushing against the seam of her leather vest, making them look more plump and rounded. By this time, the inebriated man sitting across from her was also looking at her intently, through unfocused eyes.<br><br>Jenn placed her hand on the man's thigh while looking at the cards. She then moved her hand a little further up. He held her wrist and slid her hand to his groin. "It'll gimme good luck if ya rub it for me," he said in a low voice.<br><br>The drunkard across from her caught on. "How 'bout a little over here, babe!" he said in a voice a little too loud, his words dragging from his drunken tongue.<br><br>Two aces seemed to magically appear on the lap of the oblivious man next to her. "Hey, what are these here for?" Jenn asked innocently. She hoped the guy across from her was an angry drunk. The guy in the hat denied up and down that they were his, but the one across from her suddenly seemed to forget she was there. He tried to get up from his seat, stumbled backwards, knocking a patron to the floor behind him. He then staggered towards the guy in the hat next to Jenn. He raised a fist. Jenn jumped up and nonchalantly walked away as the two started fighting, knowing at least half the people there would eventually participate, and the rest would be watching.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 21:07:45</strong>
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				Xev watched Jenn start her work from across the bar, his eyes flickering back to the beautiful Companion before him, his smile still appearing helpful and demure.&nbsp; He waved towards the rest of the bar, shrugging.<br><br>"I have no idea where you are going but a woman of your caliber certainly can't be wantin' to be here, right?"<br><br>He paused, as if he was giving some thought to where the woman might be going but in reality, he was beginning to formulate just how they were going to get her to come with them back towards the shuttle they had waiting back on the landing pad.&nbsp; The opportunity would present itself first though before he could think anything of a plan up.&nbsp; The patron smashed face first into the bar between Xev and the Companion, his nose splattering against the hard metal bar top and sending a spray of blood across the beer stained bar.&nbsp; Xev blinked hard and glanced over at Jenn, who was now happily joining in the fray, smashing her fist against one drunk's face while kicking another in the gut.&nbsp; He grinned hard and then grabbed the Companion's wrist, wrestling her from the stool.<br><br>"Come on, girlie, I best get you out of here!&nbsp; Follow me!"<br><br>Without waiting for a confirmation, Xev started to pull her towards the bar's exit and as they weaved in and out of the drunken brawl, he took a moment to liberate a heavy revolver from one of the unconscious drunk's holsters.&nbsp; His confidence restored by a good side arm at his side, Xev headed out of the bar and let loose a sharp whistle as he entered the streets, calling for Jenn to head out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 23:01:41</strong>
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				They weren't exactly the signal words, but they were close enough for his type to be able to remember.<br><br>Before she could react as planned, he tugged her down from the stool and made their stumbling way toward the shabby bar doors.&nbsp; Her parasol caught on one of the brawlers, clipping it from her hand as he dragged her away.<br><br>"No!&nbsp; Stop!" Kiew shrieked, whipping her head from side to side.&nbsp; She pulled her hand away, but it seemed her kidnapper's grip was far too tight to release her.&nbsp; As the two burst into the dimness outside, the pink-clad Companion asked breathlessly, "Where are you taking me, you brute?!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 19:20:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jenn watched as the brawl quickly took over a majority of the bar. She blocked a few punches intended for her, and brought her foot up into the groin of the dirty man in a hat. "That's for being a disgusting piece of <em>go sa</em>!" Jenn yelled. The man's hands fell to his crotch as he doubled over in pain. <br><br>Jenn dismissed him and turned her attention elsewhere. She was pleased to see that Xev had no problem pulling Kiew through the bar towards the door. Jenn grabbed a stool that was being swung at her head, using it to push the man on the other side into a guy behind him, and wrestled the stool out of his hands. Someone's arms wrapped around her, and the sour stench of alcohol-laced breath wafted to her nostrils. She twisted around to see the toothless grin of her drunken captor. Without letting go of the stool, she elbowed the man at the upper right side of his ribs, hitting a pressure point, causing him to immediately drop his hands. She turned around and shoved a leg of the stool in his gut. He stumbled backwards, breathless. She threw her stool at a group of flying fists, only to provoke them even moreso.<br><br>Through the ruckus, Jenn heard the booming voice of her captain calling for her. She shoved people aside as she made her way towards the door, stopping once to pick up a familiar looking, delicate parasol. A group of its spokes pointed in a different decoration from all the rest, sporting a clearly marked grey shoe print.<br><br>Jenn finally made her way outside, seeing the captain a short ways away, the beautiful companion next to him was struggling to free herself from his grip. Jenn scrambled to catch up with them and handed the parasol to the companion. "I think you might've dropped something. I'm sorry to say it ain't so pretty anymore, though," Jenn laughed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 22:10:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Xavier fixed the Companion with a stoic but reassuring glance, shrugging heavily.<br><br>"Look, lady, I'm just doing my job and getting you the hell out of there and somewhere safe.&nbsp; I'm just doing this for the money, nothing else.&nbsp; Now, come along quietly or I might have to do some rather naughty things.&nbsp; I am a bad man after all."<br><br>He offered her a bit of a smirk as the heavy revolver was produced from his jacket pocket and the hammer was cocked back, the gun being discreetly shoved into the small of the pink-clad Companion's back.&nbsp; He wrapped his free arm around her waist and forced her along, playing the part of the lucky bastard who had just secured her services for the night as the trio wandered down the dusty streets that led back to the waiting shuttle further down the docks.<br><br>As Jenn rounded the corner with the bent parasol in hand, Xev flashed her a fierce grin.<br><br>"Nice work in there.&nbsp; Now, let's take our little birdy here back to the shuttle and keep her safe until the boss arrives.&nbsp; Look natural as we go, like we just bagged ourselves a little fun for tonight."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 03:04:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kiew met her abductor's excuse with surprising indifference despite her obvious objections just moments before.&nbsp; Her displeasure was more evident at being greeted with the woman and her broken parasol.&nbsp; <br><br>"Guay..." she muttered, her pug nose wrinkling.&nbsp; Her shoulders rolled back, her posture more erect as the pistol pressed to her back.&nbsp; She showed no further signs of struggle, seeming content to stifle her irritation at the loss of her parasol.&nbsp; Her eyes flickered over her two kidnappers, a look both cool and evaluative.&nbsp; Seeming to have approved of them both, she stepped forward as he guided her with his weapon.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 04:58:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now that's no way to thank a nice lady for returning one of your belongings," Jenn said in response to the woman's grimace. She smiled and winked at the captain, and the three made their way to the shuttle. <br><br>She caught a few pairs of eyes glancing at them before they reached the shuttle. Xev opened the door, his gun still at the small of the Companion's back. Jenn stepped inside without taking her eyes of the Companion, who seemed to be taking her kidnapping with a respectable amount of dignity. Jenn held a hand out to her, not so much to help her in, but to make sure she wasn't planning any last minute escape. The Captain followed directly after her and closed the door behind him. They sat the companion directly behind the pilot and copilot seats. Jenn opened a small compartment in the front of the shuttle that contained a pistol. She cocked the hammer back and pointed it at the woman.<br><br>"You sit there like a good Companion, and we'll all have a nice, enjoyable ride. If you try to get smart with us, let's just say you may end up like your parasol." Jenn studied the woman's face for a moment, her eyes straying downwards before she snapped them back up, not wanting to behave like some of the low-lives she'd dealt with so many times before. "We're good people, and I wouldn't want to see another pretty thing get ruined."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 14:45:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Xev was silent was the shuttle door closed and he took a seat at the pilot's controls.&nbsp; He started the pre-flight check and started the engine cold, without giving them much time to warm up.&nbsp; He was in a hurry, that much was evident.&nbsp; He didn't care to be around when the authorities started looking for the missing Companion who had made quite the impression of making herself known by going to such a seedy dive.&nbsp; She wanted to be seen and that was what was bothering Xev.<br><br>Easing the shuttle off the landing pad with a jolt, he took to the darkening skies as night began to fall over Persephone.&nbsp; The canyons they were going to hide in until the Companion's retrieval showed up streaked by and Xev doubled back, setting the shuttle down gently in one of the larger, more hidden of the endless canyons that littered the surface of the planet.<br><br>He turned in his seat, sighing.&nbsp; His pistol was once again leveled at the Companion.<br><br>"Why were you in that bar and who were you meeting?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 18:31:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kiew suffered her indignity without refute, seemingly obedient to the woman's threats.&nbsp; Even as the gun was pointed and cocked, she greeted the menace with little more than mute, calm compliance.&nbsp; Noting the way Jenn's eyes traversed her face and body, her own gaze took a noticeable moment to appreciate the other woman's body as well.<br><br>The captain's question seemed to raise her brow more than his weapon.&nbsp; "I was there at the request of my client..." she began, her eyes seeming to search his countenance for some flicker, some unexpressed sign.&nbsp; Disappointed at what she found there, she paled visibly.&nbsp; "Who sent you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 16:49:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jenn's unease resurfaced in the safety of their traveling shuttle, and by the way Xavier's watchful eyes flickered back and forth, she knew he was probably feeling the same way. <br><br>The Companion's obedience unnerved her, however. Jenn knew that companions were trained in acting, normally to the benefit of their clients; it was what the companions were paid to do - act and behave in whatever way the clients wanted. Jenn couldn't imagine putting up such a constant facade, but moreso, she hated the idea that right now, she could be playing right into the Companion's trap.<br><br>After they reached their destination, though, Jenn wiped away her suspicions. One might be able to act scared, but you can't fake becoming blanched. Jenn studied the woman's clothing, noting that there was little room, if any, that could hide a weapon. She contently concluded that, not only was the Companion not partaking in some kind of conspiracy, but that she seemed to have realized that she was fooled. Feeling little danger from their captive, Jenn tucked the pistol in the seam of her shorts along her back.<br><br>"It could have been someone, or no one. Flaunting yourself in a public tavern is an invitation for any obnoxious <em>go sa</em> to drag you out of there and do whatever he wants to you. You're lucky it was us," Jenn responded.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 16:56:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lucky or damned, I'm still making that decision."<br><br>Xavier waved the pistol towards the Companion again and leaned back in the pilot's chair.&nbsp; The shuttle smelled faintly of engine exhaust, oil, and mold.&nbsp; They had managed to get it working after a month's of repair time and the price for it had been well worth the effort.&nbsp; The metal walls continued to hum briefly as the engines kicked off after he had completed the shut down sequence but he kept the starter switch on "stand by", just in case some of the Companion's actual employers came looking for her, or Buddha forbid, someone from her Guild itself.&nbsp; The Companion's Guild was a powerful organization and kidnapping a Companion ranked right up there with murder on most worlds.&nbsp; Persephone, thankfully, was one of those that didn't seemed to give a gorramn about the whole thing.<br><br>Xev shuffled uneasily in his chair and kept the gun trained on her.<br><br>"So, I'll ask again.&nbsp; Who were you here to see and who do you think they pissed off?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 16:12:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kiew swallowed, her eyes darting around as if the answers to all their questions could be found scurrying across the floor like a rat.&nbsp; Her hands, diminutive and china white, were gripped into two small fists in her lap.&nbsp; Whatever inner composure she drew from had seemingly dried up.<br><br>"My <em>client</em>," she insisted, her voice trembling with nervous force.&nbsp; "And they hadn't..."&nbsp; Her lips pursed, her eyes wide as she bit back her words.&nbsp; "He <em>will </em>come for me, you know.&nbsp; You shouldn't have done this."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 17:32:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sun had long set, and the last of its rays were losing their glow over the horizon. Jenn was becoming almost bored with their interrogation, wondering if it would lead anywhere. The woman had not yet given answers to any of their questions, and she was nervous - Jenn almost felt sorry for the once-composed Companion. She pondered a different tactic in hopes to speed up the process, but nothing came to mind.<br><br>"Look, sweetie. Do you know where you are? No one's gonna give a shit about you on Persephone. Whoever 'he' is isn't gonna find you," Jenn spoke confidently, though she wasn't so certain. She glanced over the controls and was glad to see the switch on standby. "We ain't playing games, so answer the nice captain's questions. Who was your gorramn client, and who did he piss off?" Jenn added as an afterthought, "And how?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 19:00:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This was going south fast.&nbsp; Xavier knew just from the look in the captive Companion's eyes that she was either incredibly afraid and cornered or playing them all like a well tuned violin.&nbsp; He didn't like not knowing exactly where the cards had fallen and he showed it by smacking her hard across that lovely face of hers with his free hand.&nbsp; The other kept the pistol trained on her with tempered precision.&nbsp; <br><br>"No more games, girlie.&nbsp; Next time, I pull this trigger and leave your corpse out there and cut my losses.&nbsp; Who was your client and why do you think he has someone after him?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 19:56:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It had all gone wrong, very wrong.&nbsp; The first time had went down exactly as planned, everyone playing their parts perfectly whether they were aware of the conclusion or not.&nbsp; Now that they had manged to get her off the site, things had gotten very tricky.&nbsp; Obviously these two new guns were not completely in on the rules, but Keiw knew it wasn't her place to educate them.<br><br>The slap to her face forced a cry from the seemingly fragile companion.&nbsp; Her expression sobered as the gun pressed to her head.&nbsp; These two had no idea of the rules.&nbsp; "D'un yi shia!&nbsp; Stop!"&nbsp; The beautiful Companion closed her eyes, taking several hurried breaths before saying more.&nbsp; Though still shaken, she spoke with trained ease despite her life in jeopardy.&nbsp; "Zhou... My client is Hao Zhou, and if you let me contact him, I assure you he will pay more than you require."<br><br>The interplanetary playboy's name did not carry much respect, but he was known for his fat purse and fat appetites, despite his nearing his 60th birthday.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 21:23:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jenn eyed the Companion thoughtfully, watching as the woman's face reddened where Xev's hand had slapped her. Of all the odd jobs that she and the captain had been hired for, this was the first one that had to do with a companion. Jenn didn't care much for the profession, the idea that millions of women in the Verse made a living off of wearing makeup and pretty clothing, and being obedient to the person who paid them for services that didn't stop at escorting. She wasn't sure which bothered her more, their duties, or the fact that they generally were intelligent woman who were crafty in the ways of manipulation. Such a waste of a mind, Jenn thought. She knew, however, the repercussions of kidnapping one, but that didn't stop the pair from taking the job in the beginning. Now she wasn't so sure they had made the right decision.<br><br>"Zhou...." Even many of the inhabitants on Persephone had heard of this man. "So you're saying you want us to let you contact this pig, tell him that you've been kidnapped and who kidnapped you, and you think he'll pay us to let you go? I'm not a <em>sah gwa</em>, woman." Jenn turned to the captain, "What do you say? Tie her up and leave, or stay and watch while she tries to figure her way out?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 22:11:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hao Zhou.&nbsp; Xev knew the name well enough but still, it didn't make sense.&nbsp; The Companion had been sitting there, all nice and pretty and ready for the taking, and now she names her employer as some backwater playboy?&nbsp; No, there was much more going on here and they were in the middle of it, balls deep.&nbsp; All Xev knew was that they had the prize but who was coming to get it would be another story.&nbsp; He had a feeling another side was at play here, someone who was playing all of those involved but to what end?&nbsp; <br><br>The truth had to be either a lot more complex than he thought or this whole job was one big simple misunderstanding.&nbsp; Either way, the captain didn't like it one bit.<br><br>He chewed on his bottom lip and looked over at the shuttle's clock.&nbsp; One more hour until the pick up.&nbsp; He glanced over at Jenn and nodded.<br><br>"Tie her up and stick her in the back until they come."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 22:32:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Keiw lifted hands hands defensively, her eyes wide with a very real fear.<br><br>"Wait, please!&nbsp; D'un yi shia!&nbsp; Tell me who sent you, please.&nbsp; Really, this is all a misunderstanding."&nbsp; Her panicked brown eyes ticked over the two strangers, searching for some hint of empathy.&nbsp; Kiew needed to start showing her cards, even if it did take some of her compensation.&nbsp; Even though everything had a price, some things just weren't worth it.<br><br>"Was it the General's crew?&nbsp; He said I might expect them instead.&nbsp; Are you working for them?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 19:36:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"We could just be working for ourselves," Jenn answered matter-of-factly. "I'm sure anyone in that bar, man or woman, had the same thought runnin through their minds," she conspicuously ran her eyes up and down the Companion as she spoke. "We just had the balls to go through with it." She knew the Companion wouldn't believe her, knowing that if it were true, they'd be attempting to take advantage of her right now instead of preparing to tie her up.<br><br>Jenn turned around to open the same compartment where she had earlier pulled out a pistol. It contained various items that were necessary for short term travels that usually invited the occasional skirmish. She pulled out a thin, but sturdy, tan rope that was blotched in some spots with the color of dark, dried blood. She tied one end similarly to a noose, to put around the girl's wrists while she led her to the back.<br><br>She turned back and knelt in front of the beautiful Companion. "Sorry sweetie, Captain's orders. It's either this, or a gun to your head for the next hour. And personally, I don't want the Captain's arm getting tired."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 23:21:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Jenn went about her business tying up the Companion and following his orders, Xev tried to make heads or tails of the situation.&nbsp; This wasn't sitting right.&nbsp; They had been paid to kidnap her through an agent, that much was a given, but who was the one holding the cards here?&nbsp; Who really wanted the Companion and why had she put herself in plain sight?&nbsp; If it had been some common whore, sure, no problem.&nbsp; Whores tended to be either stupid or blind but a Companion with all her fancy education and training?&nbsp; No, this wasn't right.&nbsp; <br><br>They were all being played or the Companion was the one in charge here.<br><br>Either way, Xev planned to wait and see what their employers brought.&nbsp; He glanced behind him at Jenn and the now-tied Companion.<br><br>"Nice and cozy?&nbsp; Good.&nbsp; Time to kill and all."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 13:17:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kiew's eyes grew wide at the sight of the rope, the blood of its former captives still dark on its weave.&nbsp; She struggled, squirming as she tried in vain to talk her way out of the gross misunderstanding.&nbsp; "Please, this isn't necessary!&nbsp; You don't need to tie me, please!&nbsp; I haven't given you any trouble, have I?&nbsp; I don't have any weapons.&nbsp; I'm just a Companion..."<br><br>Her almond eyes darted between the two, her babbling paused as she seemed to size them up again.&nbsp; "<em>I'll</em> pay you.&nbsp; Whatever your offer is, I'll pay double.&nbsp; I'll pay in service if you wish.&nbsp; Anything if you let me go."&nbsp; Her voice came on a calm voice, her resolved steeled by the bindings that held her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 21:36:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jenn stood back up when she was finished tying the woman down and backed up next to the captain. To anyone who didn't know him at a personal level, the captain's erect posture and stern expression portrayed only confidence and leadership - the type of leadership that instilled both respect and fear to even the strong. Jenn, however, still saw in his eyes the doubt that was masked by a look of certainty.<br><br>Jenn laughed at the girl's pleas. Though a part of her believed the Companion truly meant no harm, the captain and his first mate had been through numerous ordeals that taught them not to trust so easily. Whether or not the girl knew what part she was playing with Xev and Jenn didn't matter. They needed to figure out what was going on before it was too late. Too late for what? When was it too late? Jenn wasn't sure what the answers were to these questions. She walked towards the front of the ship and leaned against the bulkhead, looking out across the darkening horizon.<br><br>Thoughts flew through Jenn's mind. There were numerous possibilities that led to the situation that the pair just got themselves in, the least of which was just that she and the captain simply were doing their job correctly, and minor details were just inadvertently left out. Jenn highly doubted this, and her suspicions brewed into an unfavorable realization. Planting a companion in a public bar, paying half up front - it all made sense, and this did not make Jenn happy. The wealth that their employer would receive for ratting them out for kidnapping a companion would far outweigh the amount that he paid them. Heck, he could accuse them of stealing the bag of money that had been given to them earlier in the day, and depending on the worthiness of this Companion, he'd probably receive more than just monetary compensation, too. He'd win. Jenn suddenly wished she had brought a bottle of gin with her.<br><br>She turned to Xavier. "We either need to be ready for a fight, or get outta here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 18:27:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Xev nodded to Jenn, ignoring the Companion's pleas.&nbsp; He didn't have time to consider her counteroffer since he heard the dull roar of engines from outside.&nbsp; The viewports on the shuttle were dirty, caked with grit, but the captain could see the battered shuttle landing next to theirs.&nbsp; The markings on the ship were minimal and Xev couldn't identify them, they weren't Alliance or Browncoat identity tags so whoever this was who was coming to get the Companion was certainly not letting themselves be known.<br><br>"Be re-"<br><br>Xev was cut off as the landing shuttle's loudspeaker boomed.<br><br>"This is Captain Vevar of Persephone Securities.&nbsp; Prepare to be boarded."<br><br>Xev's eyes went wide and he started to curse.<br><br>"Gorramnin' police..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 15:49:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shit.&nbsp; Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit..."<br><br>The Companion muttered, rocking back and forth in the small range of motion her captors had left her in.&nbsp; It had gone wrong, very wrong.&nbsp; Somehow she had been taken by a pair of morons who were ignorant to the game being played around them.&nbsp; The General and his crew had once before opted out, sending a freelancer in his stead.&nbsp; Zhou's temper had only cooled when he found the stand-ins to be faster flyers and better prey than the General's trained crew.&nbsp; The freelancers had been paid with death, but Zhou found such realism a peerless aphrodisiac.&nbsp; Kiew had known when this round began that there was a risk that the new players wouldn't understand their place, their role in her client's little amusements, but she certainly didn't expect them to be completely out of their element.&nbsp; These two were either acting as the real thing or were much better players than even Kiew herself.<br><br>The later would no doubt give them a handsome bonus.&nbsp; If they were the real thing, they could all suffer another very real death.<br><br>"This is Captain Vevar of Persephone Securities.&nbsp; Prepare to be boarded."<br><br>Merciful Buddha, he finally arrived.&nbsp; Though late, her first wave of rescuers were bound to fail, she knew.&nbsp; The adrenaline rushing chase would only serve as the second arousing stage of the game, a second act only to prepare them all for the final in which her hero would come.&nbsp; Vevar, a man who appeared only as much a security captain as the monkey suit Zhou provided him with, had run in all their rounds, knowing his role intimately.&nbsp; Kiew could only hope her new captors could follow his cues into the trap.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 16:38:31</strong>
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				"<em>Duh liou mahng! Zhnen daomei!</em>" Jenn continued her long string of Chinese curses as the security shuttle seemingly appeared out of nowhere. She was at a loss. The questionable jobs that she and the captain had taken lately to save up money for fuel were often on the borderline of being illegal, but Jenn could keep a clear conscience that, unless people got in their way and the pair needed to defend themselves, which indeed happened frequently, no one needed to get hurt. <br><br>The gun in the captain's hand probably only had about 6 or 7 rounds in it. Jenn still felt the collapsible sword snug in her boot. She would fight if she needed to, at the captain's command, and she was certainly confident that she'd be able to kick this Captain Vevar guy's <em>pi gu</em>. In theory, authorities fairly uphold and enforce the law. In reality, the corrupted Alliance held all the positions, and Jenn could fight them without shame. The number of feds in the shuttle next to them, though, might force them to take a different action.<br><br>Jenn silently, quickly made her way to the side of the shuttle door and crouched down, her collapsible sword in her hand, still sheathed. She looked up to the captain, awaiting his instructions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 17:39:54</strong>
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				South.&nbsp; The job had gone so far south, it was down in the arctic poles by now.&nbsp; Xev took one long look at the Companion and realization began to set in.&nbsp; His lined face, haggard but determined, lifted upwards into a faint smirk as he opened the chamber of the pistol he had captured and checked the number of rounds it held.&nbsp; Eight.&nbsp; Eight shots and he planned to save one for himself if the need arose.&nbsp; This game had gotten deadly and he had no inclination to surrender to some jumped up borderland cop who thought he was king of his own sad little hill.<br>&nbsp; <br>How did they find them anyways?&nbsp; They had made their way under the cloak of night and he had flown the shuttle into one of the endless canyons that covered the surface of Persephone's eastern region.&nbsp; It had been planned to meet her but not with the police, but with their client.&nbsp; <br><br>The pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place for the captain.&nbsp; They had been betrayed, set up by their employer but for what end?&nbsp; He didn't have time to answer the question as he threw himself into the pilot's seat and started the shuttle up.&nbsp; He peered out the front window to see the small shuttle the officer had brought and spotted three men, all holding rifles.&nbsp; Xev cursed softly as he hit the engines and the shuttle roared to life, rocketing skyward.<br><br>"Jenn, find out from the <em>fu su </em>Companion what the real story is, we got set up."&nbsp; He tossed the control stick forward and jammed the accelerator. <br><br>"Hang on, time for us to get the fuck out of here"&nbsp; He may not be able to out shot them but he sure as hell could out fly them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>15-12-2010, 20:54:18</strong>
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				Kiew felt the ship surge suddenly, her weight rocked back.&nbsp; Jarringly, she hit the floor.&nbsp; Kiew was unable to brace her fall, her head knocking against the metal grating, her hair becoming unbound and wild.<br><br>"What the hell is he doing?&nbsp; Trying to get us all killed?" she spat as she tried to roll toward the wall where she would be less susceptible to the velocity of the ship's wild ride.&nbsp; Nestling in a corner, Kiew huddled with the chair's legs pegged tight against the wall.&nbsp; At least these ones were runners.&nbsp; Stopping would only get them killed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EternalWanderer</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 20:56:12</strong>
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				Jenn tucked her collapsible sword away again, and stayed low to the ground to remain steady as the captain started the engine and took off, away from the supposed Persephone Securities. They traveled at a steep incline, and she watched as the Companion took a rough fall backwards. Jenn winced, and carefully made her way over to the woman, wondering if she had knocked herself out, until she heard the Companion yell.<br><br>As she inched her way carefully across the floor, Jenn wished she could just get a moment with Xev without the stress of trying to escape. She had no plan, and the pair were reacting on instinct. They were good at reacting in the moment, but usually they were prepared for a fight. This time, though, they hadn't foreseen getting caught, or being attacked, or being chased. They hadn't planned on getting set up. Jenn cursed silently for ignoring her earlier doubts about their mission and not having pushed the captain to take better precautions.<br><br>Jenn sat the Companion back upright, leaning her and the chair against the wall. She roughly took the Companion's head in her hands and studied the bruise that was forming on her forehead where it must have met a hard surface. The Companion seemed okay otherwise. Jenn began to lose her temper. This woman had brought this upon them. She hadn't talked when they had demanded it of her. If she hadn't been such a desired Companion, they wouldn't be in this predicament right now.<br><br>Jenn had to yell over the roaring engine, but her tone made her anger obvious. "Tell me, girl. Who the <em>fuck</em> are you, and what game are you playing with us?! I'm getting tired of not getting the full story from you!" As if to emphasize her point, she yanked the woman's head back by her hair. Jenn's pulse was racing, and she had to use every ounce of her control to not lash out at the girl in anger. She took a deep breath and let go of her hair. Xev was going to have to make up for all her pent up anger later, and she knew he would. <br><br>"Look. I'll tell you our side, and you tell us yours," she looked up to the Captain to see if he was listening and approved. She couldn't tell. She sighed to herself, hoping she wasn't going to make things worse for them. "We were hired to hold you..." she wasn't about to use the word "hostage," "aside. Until someone came to get you. That is the gist of it. It was going to be an easy job. Some horny bastard was going to get lucky tonight. We'd get paid enough to get fuel for our ship so we could finally get outta this hell hole. You'd go back to... doing your job. We'd all just get on with our lives. Now, everything's gone south. And you gotta tell me why."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 19:49:43</strong>
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				Jenn was spilling the beans all over the back of the shuttle it sounded like but Xev hardly had time to scowl and hope he remembered it later when he chewed her out for it.&nbsp; There was no sense in telling the Companion anything except when to shut up and when to speak, like a well trained dog.&nbsp; The captain cursed as the whole plan went to shit and he was left holding the bucket to clean it up.&nbsp; Whoever and whatever game was being played with them was quickly turning into a deadly one.&nbsp; <br><br>The shuttle rocketed through the canyon, keeping low to the ground to try and dissuade pursuit.&nbsp; It wasn't working very well as the other shuttle, while slightly behind, kept up just fine.&nbsp; The pilot was certainly worth his pay.&nbsp; Xev cursed again, a colorful stream of Chinese mingled with English that ended with a good long string of "Shit, shit, shit!" as they veered a little too close to one of the rocky walls of the canyon.<br><br>Xev slammed on the air brakes quick and took the shuttle out of the canyon, angling her back towards the Eavesdown Docks.&nbsp; He had a plan, one that was borderline suicide, but at least it would get them the hell off this rock.<br><br>"Whoever the fuck they are, they know their shit!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Firefly: In Pursuit of New Beginnings</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Star Safyre</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 19:53:28</strong>
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				Perhaps she had done this too many times.&nbsp; Perhaps it was the sight of the otherwise pretty woman looking so disheveled and bewildered.&nbsp; Perhaps it was the concussion.&nbsp; No matter.&nbsp; This chase was hilarious.<br><br>Kiew laughed, breathless and openly.&nbsp; Not the reserved, muted amusement she had been taught to demonstrate, but rolling chuckles which seemed to only make the pulsing in her head hurt more.&nbsp; What did this woman think she would get out of her with hair pulling?&nbsp; Though it did make her scalp sting and her head pound more, there was nothing else to say.<br><br>"How..." she tried to ask, breathless with laughter, "How am <em>I </em>supposed to know why this isn't turning out as <em>you </em>planned?&nbsp; You weren't part of it!&nbsp; And- and now you're going to be <em>killed </em>for all your troubles!"
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