Fic- The Space Angel Angle 4/?
Title- The Space Angel Angle 4/?
Author- Faythbrady
Rating- YT
Show- TBBT, Firefly
Disclaimer- My Sheldon action figure is in the post.
Summary- Penny and Sheldon have made a mistake and end up far from home.
A/N- For Spaceanjl- Queen on teh win!!!
A/N 2- If you notice a tense issue please let me know. I'm rubbish.
Chapter 4
Zoe's presence and obvious pregnancy caused Badger to shift uncomfortably in his chair, his eyes fixed on her belly. He was seemingly transfixed by the strong warrior woman with the hard eyes staring him down with the barrel of a gun resting on the edge of a fetus. It's only when Jayne cleared his throat that he managed to tear his eyes away and fixed them on Mal.
“Reynolds,” he nodded, a greeting just short of dismissive that sent Mal's blood boiling.
Don't hit him, Mal thought, don't hit him. He ain't worth getting shot over.
“Badger,” Mal tucked his hands into his pockets, close enough to his guns to go for them yet not so close as to be a threat. Ain't no point starting a fight when River's all but said they can get outta there without him being shot.
Mal is a big fan of not being shot.
“I'd say it's nice to see ya, but well... it ain't.”
Don't mean he has to be all charitable like.
“And they say charm is dead,” Badger spotted River and a genuine, if creepy, smile crept over his face. “'ello there, pet. Long time no see.”
Amused and a little flattered at the attention River rolled her eyes playfully. “Ain't been long enough, if y'ask me.”
Mal did a double take as his little Albatross copied Badger's accent perfectly; her usually smooth tones sliding away to a low drawl.
Badger grinned wider. “Now don't be like that, anyone outta Dyton knows a little sass is enough.”
“Then ya been away too long,” River leaned back against a wall with perfect nonchalance. “Ain'tcha got sommat else ta do, other'n try to pick me up?”
“Matter of a fact I do,” Badger sat up, fully engaged in their game. “But who says I can't do both?”
“Me.”
They all turned to stare at Jayne who was frowning, not quite able to believe he'd opened his own mouth. He tugged on his gun strap and cleared his throat menacingly. “Leastways not now. Business time ain't fer flirtin'. Lets get to it.”
Jane ain't ever been noted for his patience and they all figure that small talk is out of his sphere.
Like ballet and hygiene.
They'd be right, but there's something about Badger that makes Jayne's fingers itch to grab Vera and do some metal flirtin' of his own. He'd love to see Badger dance the shrapnel tango.
“Keep yer pants on, mate,” Badger reached around his chair to pluck something off one of the shelves behind.
Mal leaned in to River. “That was all manner of disturbing. Did I know you could do that?”
River shook her head. “You were poking swords in people's chests.”
“Ah!” he settled back. “So, Badger, what inspired the wave?”
“Got a job for ya. Word is that folks still trying to stiff you all abouts.”
The trouble he'd been having with his traders makes Mal's mood swing lower.
“Some ain't as honorable as yourself,” Mal gritted his teeth at the implied compliment. “There's some that don't know of the rescinded warrants and pardons some of us got ourselves. Think they can make a pretty profit through extortion.”
“Thieves today,” Badger shook his head in feigned dismay. “Still, one man's loss is another man's pocket change. Got a medical pickup on Osiris.”
“No.”
“Good haul, already got a buyer off Eris needs it for pioneers who want to recolonize Pluto's moon. Prepared to pay handsome too.”
“I did just say no.”
“Needs a sign off from two doctors, heavy goods.”
“I'm sorry, something wrong with my mouth, or your ears. Did you not hear me say no? Warrants may be rescinded but I ain't a fool to go where Alliance may hold a grudge.”
And on the Core they held a grudge. Not everyone wanted to know that their government was torturing kids and making monsters; it wasn't... pleasant.
“We did kill a lot of them.” Zoe pointed out, eyes firm on Badger who swallowed.
“That we did.”
“Be that as it may,” Badger continued, “I'm still your best bet here. Once its known that you're working for me again, your little discount problem should cease. I don't take kindly to them who tries to undercut me.”
That was true. Badger may be a sad little King of a sad little hill, but he knew his business and anyone who realized that Badger was still paying full price for their services would know that there was no profit in trying to turn them in.
Mal took a breath and let his gaze linger on River who nodded her head imperceptibly.
“All right,” Mal sniffed. “Says I do decided to pick up this cargo from Osiris. You said the pick up needs two doctors signatures. Well I ain't got but one and we ain't got the cashy to drop on a buncha fake I.D's.”
“Which brings me to a lucky coincidence.”
Mal did not like the look on Badger's face. He didn't like Badger's face in general but that little smug grin made his fingers itch. He leaned back over to River. “Is this the part where I don't insult his mother?”
River inclined her head slightly and whispered. “91%.”
“Gorramit,” Mal gripped his gun tighter. “Coincidence?”
Badger rested his head on his fingers and gave them a slow smile. “It just so happens that I've got a couple of rich kids who need a ride to Osiris. On of 'em is a doctor. He signs off on the merchandise, I pay their fare. Simple as.”
“And does this doctor agree?”
“He will.” Badger smirked and pointed at Mal. “You'll get him to agree and bring back my goods. You'll get your money and my personal guarantee that folks'll stop trying to take advantage of your less than lawful state.”
“Anyone else remember how we all done uncovered a huge conspiracy?” Jayne wondered out loud. He never thought that they'd be damn heroes for being this stuff to ligt. But folks not trying to stiff 'em or kill 'em woulda been nice.
He's ignored.
“I do the job, I get paid,” Mal stared hard at Badger, willing him to flinch just a little so's Mal can throw the job back in his face. They may be a little hard up right now, but when weren't they? And it'd be worth eating protein for another three months to see the look on Badger's face when Mal tells him to shove it up his pigu.
But Badger didn't flinch and it made Mal wonder on exactly how bad he needed this cargo. It wouldn't be easy to find any ship with a doctor, let alone two. Badger really needed them on this and wouldn't stiff them.
Those were the kind of odds Mal liked.
He decided and nodded his head. “All right, we'll take this doctor of yours on board, get to Osiris and sign off the meds you needs. We dump him there and bring the goods back where we will get our cut. Am I missing anything?”
Badger grinned. “You'll need to go pick 'em up first. They're having a meal over at the Tudeck.”
“A meal?” Jayne scoffed, “ain't no one dumb enough ta eat at a space port.”
“Then maybe you need to get the good doc before he succumbs to lunch.”
Author- Faythbrady
Rating- YT
Show- TBBT, Firefly
Disclaimer- My Sheldon action figure is in the post.
Summary- Penny and Sheldon have made a mistake and end up far from home.
A/N- For Spaceanjl- Queen on teh win!!!
A/N 2- If you notice a tense issue please let me know. I'm rubbish.
Chapter 4
Zoe's presence and obvious pregnancy caused Badger to shift uncomfortably in his chair, his eyes fixed on her belly. He was seemingly transfixed by the strong warrior woman with the hard eyes staring him down with the barrel of a gun resting on the edge of a fetus. It's only when Jayne cleared his throat that he managed to tear his eyes away and fixed them on Mal.
“Reynolds,” he nodded, a greeting just short of dismissive that sent Mal's blood boiling.
Don't hit him, Mal thought, don't hit him. He ain't worth getting shot over.
“Badger,” Mal tucked his hands into his pockets, close enough to his guns to go for them yet not so close as to be a threat. Ain't no point starting a fight when River's all but said they can get outta there without him being shot.
Mal is a big fan of not being shot.
“I'd say it's nice to see ya, but well... it ain't.”
Don't mean he has to be all charitable like.
“And they say charm is dead,” Badger spotted River and a genuine, if creepy, smile crept over his face. “'ello there, pet. Long time no see.”
Amused and a little flattered at the attention River rolled her eyes playfully. “Ain't been long enough, if y'ask me.”
Mal did a double take as his little Albatross copied Badger's accent perfectly; her usually smooth tones sliding away to a low drawl.
Badger grinned wider. “Now don't be like that, anyone outta Dyton knows a little sass is enough.”
“Then ya been away too long,” River leaned back against a wall with perfect nonchalance. “Ain'tcha got sommat else ta do, other'n try to pick me up?”
“Matter of a fact I do,” Badger sat up, fully engaged in their game. “But who says I can't do both?”
“Me.”
They all turned to stare at Jayne who was frowning, not quite able to believe he'd opened his own mouth. He tugged on his gun strap and cleared his throat menacingly. “Leastways not now. Business time ain't fer flirtin'. Lets get to it.”
Jane ain't ever been noted for his patience and they all figure that small talk is out of his sphere.
Like ballet and hygiene.
They'd be right, but there's something about Badger that makes Jayne's fingers itch to grab Vera and do some metal flirtin' of his own. He'd love to see Badger dance the shrapnel tango.
“Keep yer pants on, mate,” Badger reached around his chair to pluck something off one of the shelves behind.
Mal leaned in to River. “That was all manner of disturbing. Did I know you could do that?”
River shook her head. “You were poking swords in people's chests.”
“Ah!” he settled back. “So, Badger, what inspired the wave?”
“Got a job for ya. Word is that folks still trying to stiff you all abouts.”
The trouble he'd been having with his traders makes Mal's mood swing lower.
“Some ain't as honorable as yourself,” Mal gritted his teeth at the implied compliment. “There's some that don't know of the rescinded warrants and pardons some of us got ourselves. Think they can make a pretty profit through extortion.”
“Thieves today,” Badger shook his head in feigned dismay. “Still, one man's loss is another man's pocket change. Got a medical pickup on Osiris.”
“No.”
“Good haul, already got a buyer off Eris needs it for pioneers who want to recolonize Pluto's moon. Prepared to pay handsome too.”
“I did just say no.”
“Needs a sign off from two doctors, heavy goods.”
“I'm sorry, something wrong with my mouth, or your ears. Did you not hear me say no? Warrants may be rescinded but I ain't a fool to go where Alliance may hold a grudge.”
And on the Core they held a grudge. Not everyone wanted to know that their government was torturing kids and making monsters; it wasn't... pleasant.
“We did kill a lot of them.” Zoe pointed out, eyes firm on Badger who swallowed.
“That we did.”
“Be that as it may,” Badger continued, “I'm still your best bet here. Once its known that you're working for me again, your little discount problem should cease. I don't take kindly to them who tries to undercut me.”
That was true. Badger may be a sad little King of a sad little hill, but he knew his business and anyone who realized that Badger was still paying full price for their services would know that there was no profit in trying to turn them in.
Mal took a breath and let his gaze linger on River who nodded her head imperceptibly.
“All right,” Mal sniffed. “Says I do decided to pick up this cargo from Osiris. You said the pick up needs two doctors signatures. Well I ain't got but one and we ain't got the cashy to drop on a buncha fake I.D's.”
“Which brings me to a lucky coincidence.”
Mal did not like the look on Badger's face. He didn't like Badger's face in general but that little smug grin made his fingers itch. He leaned back over to River. “Is this the part where I don't insult his mother?”
River inclined her head slightly and whispered. “91%.”
“Gorramit,” Mal gripped his gun tighter. “Coincidence?”
Badger rested his head on his fingers and gave them a slow smile. “It just so happens that I've got a couple of rich kids who need a ride to Osiris. On of 'em is a doctor. He signs off on the merchandise, I pay their fare. Simple as.”
“And does this doctor agree?”
“He will.” Badger smirked and pointed at Mal. “You'll get him to agree and bring back my goods. You'll get your money and my personal guarantee that folks'll stop trying to take advantage of your less than lawful state.”
“Anyone else remember how we all done uncovered a huge conspiracy?” Jayne wondered out loud. He never thought that they'd be damn heroes for being this stuff to ligt. But folks not trying to stiff 'em or kill 'em woulda been nice.
He's ignored.
“I do the job, I get paid,” Mal stared hard at Badger, willing him to flinch just a little so's Mal can throw the job back in his face. They may be a little hard up right now, but when weren't they? And it'd be worth eating protein for another three months to see the look on Badger's face when Mal tells him to shove it up his pigu.
But Badger didn't flinch and it made Mal wonder on exactly how bad he needed this cargo. It wouldn't be easy to find any ship with a doctor, let alone two. Badger really needed them on this and wouldn't stiff them.
Those were the kind of odds Mal liked.
He decided and nodded his head. “All right, we'll take this doctor of yours on board, get to Osiris and sign off the meds you needs. We dump him there and bring the goods back where we will get our cut. Am I missing anything?”
Badger grinned. “You'll need to go pick 'em up first. They're having a meal over at the Tudeck.”
“A meal?” Jayne scoffed, “ain't no one dumb enough ta eat at a space port.”
“Then maybe you need to get the good doc before he succumbs to lunch.”