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slayer_fray) wrote2005-08-11 03:42 pm
slayer_fray) wrote2005-08-11 03:42 pm
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[Milliways: Suite 132 Suitewarming]
Lilly and Mel have out done themselves.
There's no theme to this party, no gimmicks, other than the 'welcome to our suite and please get very drunk' idea, and this aim has been faciliatated by the huge numbers of bottles of all sorts of alcohol covering the galley kitchen. The breakfast bar boasts five huge bowls of punch, the dining table is covered in assorted snacks and dips, and brightly coloured balloons cover the floor, and, despite the best efforts by a certain boyfriend to use helium for comedy voice purposes, the ceiling as well.
The door to the main bathroom stands open, and a large pile of freshly laundered towels stand on the way to the hot tub, above which a large sign declares: clothing optional.
Mel's bedroom door is shut and locked, protecting weaponry and other valuables, while Lilly's room is opened, and her Bathroom is very clearly labelled.
Out on the balcony, the barbeque takes pride of place among a vast amount of meat, just waiting to be made use of.
The centre of the living area is cleared, but a box of Twister has been placed very obviously on top of the locked entertainment centre.
Suite 132 is open for business
There's no theme to this party, no gimmicks, other than the 'welcome to our suite and please get very drunk' idea, and this aim has been faciliatated by the huge numbers of bottles of all sorts of alcohol covering the galley kitchen. The breakfast bar boasts five huge bowls of punch, the dining table is covered in assorted snacks and dips, and brightly coloured balloons cover the floor, and, despite the best efforts by a certain boyfriend to use helium for comedy voice purposes, the ceiling as well.
The door to the main bathroom stands open, and a large pile of freshly laundered towels stand on the way to the hot tub, above which a large sign declares: clothing optional.
Mel's bedroom door is shut and locked, protecting weaponry and other valuables, while Lilly's room is opened, and her Bathroom is very clearly labelled.
Out on the balcony, the barbeque takes pride of place among a vast amount of meat, just waiting to be made use of.
The centre of the living area is cleared, but a box of Twister has been placed very obviously on top of the locked entertainment centre.
Suite 132 is open for business
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"I think it's safe to say there's no shortage of tequila here. Talk to me."
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Mal drinks a bit of tequila and continues.
"Jayne got a stick sounds like it's rainin', and I got a wife."
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"...nice party favor?"
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"And she kissed me. Which was not fun, I'm here to tell ya."
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"But anyway - that's who Saffron is. Then, because I'm convinced someone out there's not exactly my best friend ever, Saffron ended up on my ship again, but this time, we played her into givin' us info we needed to swipe the Lassiter." Beat. "Really old laser gun."
"When we escaped, that's when the naked happened. She took my shuttle. And my clothes."
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"And your Mal Junior got a little more fresh air than it's used to. Nice."
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"I suppose. Nice airflow though."
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Loooong pause.
"You're just trying to goad me into bein' nekkid quicker."
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It's not particularly convincing.
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"I'm workin' on it, I swear - Now you gotta tell somethin' bout you."
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"I've never been married...nor do I have any intention to..."
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Yes, Faith has mentioned Connor.
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Faith snorts. "Marriage, no. Not now, not ever. He's been there and done that, and I don't much want to."
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Mal waggles his eyebrows at Faith and continues to work on his drink.
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"And here I thought me turnin' 33 was old. Wow. Will he ever die?"
See now normally? That would be a weird question.
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"Anyway. My turn. Ask me somethin'."
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"How long have you known Zoe?"
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"Me and Zoe were in the Independent Army, 57th Brigade. Together for a good while, me and her. In a war-like fashion, obviously."
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Faith sits in quiet for a second, then grins. "Your turn."
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