Jensen rolls his eyes. "The Zanzibarians totally blew that out of proportion. You take over one battle-class cruiser and strip it of all its zyranium, and they make it sound like you terrorized a whole galaxy."
"You took over a battle-class cruiser?"
Jensen nods.
"All by yourself?"
"This ship has a really good cloaking device."
"I bet," Jared says. Some of the color has come back into his face. "You're not going to. Um. Sell me for profit or something, are you?"
He can't hold back a snicker. "What, to the Zilatrian pleasure palaces?"
"Shut up, it could happen."
Jensen let his eyes roam up and down Jared's figure. "Yeah, I can see how you might turn a nice profit." When he sees the color start to drain from Jared's face again, he holds up his hands. "I'm kidding. Look, tell you what. I have this rendezvous I have to make, and I mean I have to make it, because you don't mess with the Zjzkrnqs, but after that, I'll take you to Zebulon Five
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OH, YOUUUU. THIS WAS TOO MUCH. Like how I could hear Jensen's bitchy little voice all that's sooooooo second millennium.
Man, and yes, JARED YOU ARE THE MOST RIDICULOUS HUMAN BEING COMPLETELY REGARDLESS OF TIME AND SPACE BECAUSE YOU TOTALLY WOULD GET YOURSELF INTO THIS SITUATION STORING AWAY INSIDE A CRATE TO TRY AND MAKE IT HOME FOR YOUR MOMMY'S BIRTHDAY. Best Jared is best.
And then Jensen being all "Yup, you would bring in the bank with the sex but I think I will keep you for myself."
THAT LAST LINE. HOW IS THAT LAST LINE A THING THAT HAPPENED?? *______________*
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Jensen rolls his eyes. "The Zanzibarians totally blew that out of proportion. You take over one battle-class cruiser and strip it of all its zyranium, and they make it sound like you terrorized a whole galaxy."
"You took over a battle-class cruiser?"
Jensen nods.
"All by yourself?"
"This ship has a really good cloaking device."
"I bet," Jared says. Some of the color has come back into his face. "You're not going to. Um. Sell me for profit or something, are you?"
He can't hold back a snicker. "What, to the Zilatrian pleasure palaces?"
"Shut up, it could happen."
Jensen let his eyes roam up and down Jared's figure. "Yeah, I can see how you might turn a nice profit." When he sees the color start to drain from Jared's face again, he holds up his hands. "I'm kidding. Look, tell you what. I have this rendezvous I have to make, and I mean I have to make it, because you don't mess with the Zjzkrnqs, but after that, I'll take you to Zebulon Five ( ... )
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*has a thing for spacegoing pirates named Jensen*
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And I appreciate all he Z names :) because that's just what people and places in space are called. Duh!
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*floats all the way up to the ceiling IN ECSTASY*
You are such a perfect being. I have no idea how you even exist.
(Hmmm. Now if only I could think of another cool cosmic object that starts with "z" and is incredibly fun and inspirational.)
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(That was a total coincidence. It could have been the letter Q, or R, or...nah, it couldn't have been anything but Z.)
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Man, and yes, JARED YOU ARE THE MOST RIDICULOUS HUMAN BEING COMPLETELY REGARDLESS OF TIME AND SPACE BECAUSE YOU TOTALLY WOULD GET YOURSELF INTO THIS SITUATION STORING AWAY INSIDE A CRATE TO TRY AND MAKE IT HOME FOR YOUR MOMMY'S BIRTHDAY. Best Jared is best.
And then Jensen being all "Yup, you would bring in the bank with the sex but I think I will keep you for myself."
THAT LAST LINE. HOW IS THAT LAST LINE A THING THAT HAPPENED?? *______________*
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Huh, I thought that last line was cheesy enough to be melted on top of nachos. /o\
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