Day Seventeen - Aftermath - Mal/Jaime
Who: Mal, Jaime
Where: Grassy area, heading for the dorms
When: v. late morning/noon
Rating: R for cursing in Mandarin?
Status: Closed/Finished
Summary: A seething Mal and a distressed Jaime head back to the dorms where they discuss the morning's events, the possibility of further goings on, and are generally angsty. Jaime wants Mal to reclaim her after her exposure that morning and he does so. Meaning they had sex.
Jaime was quick to get her pants back on, but she wasn't in a hurry to swap shirts. She tried really hard not to look at Mal, and he felt so angry that she was a little afraid. Not of him, not really, but there was fear all the same. Gathering up the rest of her fallen clothes, she glanced up to Kaylee who was still standing with them. Their eyes met for a moment before Kaylee looked away. Jaime swallowed hard before she started to walk back toward the dorms. What she wanted was a very long, very hot shower, and a good cry.
Mal trailed after Jaime, and his walk was less of a saunter like it usually was and more an angry march. His hands were still gripping his guns tightly though there was nothing for him to shoot here. Jaw set, he made himself unclench his grip, moving to press a hand to Jaime's lower back.
"I'll get him, bao bei," he assured her, "I don't know how, but I'll find a way."
He wondered if she'd appreciate knowing that or if she'd freak out. Either way, he was going to spend some time pondering how to make those Riverfell hun dans pay for this.
Where: Grassy area, heading for the dorms
When: v. late morning/noon
Rating: R for cursing in Mandarin?
Status: Closed/Finished
Summary: A seething Mal and a distressed Jaime head back to the dorms where they discuss the morning's events, the possibility of further goings on, and are generally angsty. Jaime wants Mal to reclaim her after her exposure that morning and he does so. Meaning they had sex.
Jaime was quick to get her pants back on, but she wasn't in a hurry to swap shirts. She tried really hard not to look at Mal, and he felt so angry that she was a little afraid. Not of him, not really, but there was fear all the same. Gathering up the rest of her fallen clothes, she glanced up to Kaylee who was still standing with them. Their eyes met for a moment before Kaylee looked away. Jaime swallowed hard before she started to walk back toward the dorms. What she wanted was a very long, very hot shower, and a good cry.
Mal trailed after Jaime, and his walk was less of a saunter like it usually was and more an angry march. His hands were still gripping his guns tightly though there was nothing for him to shoot here. Jaw set, he made himself unclench his grip, moving to press a hand to Jaime's lower back.
"I'll get him, bao bei," he assured her, "I don't know how, but I'll find a way."
He wondered if she'd appreciate knowing that or if she'd freak out. Either way, he was going to spend some time pondering how to make those Riverfell hun dans pay for this.