ext_56596 ([identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2005-10-11 11:35 am
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Spikes Bar, early afternoon

*Jayne walks in the minute it opens, ordering a full bottle of whiskey, then taking it over to a far corner booth to nurse*
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[identity profile] forlornslayer.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Buffy had seen Jayne enter the bar, and out of concern, she drops in.

"Hey, Jayne."

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
who're you?
*glares, taking a long pull on the bottle*

[identity profile] forlornslayer.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Buffy shrugs.

"Friend of Frank's. You and I met during the zombie attack."

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
right - and whaddya want?

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
George slides into the seat across from Jayne, crossing her arms. "Hey," she says, a little warily; she'd seen him stalk out of the Journalism classroom on her way to class. She wondered if the level of that bottle of whiskey was a likely indicator of his mood.

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
*has one mostly empty in front of him, and another lined up*

Heeeeeyyyyyy pretty girl.... *slightly drunken smile*
you gonna dump me too?

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
She frowns. "I hadn't planned on it," she replies. "Why? Should I?"

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
I hit Bagoas... might hit you someday...
*looks down at the table, looking broken*

*takes another long pull on his bottle, emptying it*

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
She is quiet for a long moment, thinking. "If it makes you feel any better," she begins slowly. "If you ever do, I promise to hit you back. Hard."

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
*looks up at her and grins, goofily, happily*
Ya promise?

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
She's forced to smile back. "Yeah, I promise." She begins to fiddle with one of the whiskey bottles. "So you feel like telling me what's going on?"

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
She raised a brow. "Who's they?"

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-11 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry," George murmurs, spinning the empty bottle on the tabletop. She's not sure what else to say. "How much do you plan on drinking?"

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
dunno....

until it dont hurt?

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
George sighs. "Is there anything I can do to change your mind? Because I thought you weren't supposed to drink."

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
I aint.

Still not stoppin me.

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, you can at least share." she says in a very reasonable tone. "I'll be your drinking buddy for the night. C'mon... It'll be fun!"

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
*hands her the bottle, smirking*

remember what happened the last time ya got drunk, cutie?

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Vaugely," she replies with a grin. She takes a healthy swig. "Ungh. That stuff could be used to thin paint."

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
it does the job

and "vaugely" that would be my point - you really dont wanna remember yer time with me, do ya?

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
She rolls her eyes as she takes another swig. She gets up, walks over to his side of the booth. "Scoot over," she commands.

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
*moves over just a fraction, setting his arm on top of the booth*

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
She settles in snugly beside him and hands him the bottle. "Jayne, listen... Drunk or not, I would've had a great time with you on Friday." She smirks. "And I don't know about you, but I had a great time yesterday. I wouldn't be here right now, with you, if I wanted to forget about you."

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
ya dont wanna forget?

*bleary look*
ya aint leavin?

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
She reaches up and grabs his ear, pulling him down to her level to look him in the eye. "No," she says firmly. "I don't, and I'm not." She gives him a brief kiss and releases him. "So you may as well get used to the idea."

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
*grins*

ya wanna get outta here?

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
She's grinning and blushing at the same time. "Ready when you are, cowboy."

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
*hipchecks her lightly, pushing her out of the booth*

Your place or mine...

[identity profile] deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Mine," she replies without hesitation. "It's a little less -- communal." She offers him her hand.

[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com 2005-10-12 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
*takes her hand and leads her out of the bar* This aint no place for a nice girl like you, anyways... even if ya are Death or some such thing...
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