Sweet, grounded, claustrophobic home [OPEN]

[flieswithdinos]

Reavers.

Of course there were Reavers on the ship. There were teenagers who turned into monsters and viruses that made people crazy and clocks that made people age backward. Why not Reavers?

Following his announcement on the omnicomm, Wash had spent most of his days shut up tight in Serenity. Oh, he wasn't about to have the General come drag him

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[icanhashat]

Though it was questionable if Jayne was the kind of company that anyone would want.

He was in the kitchen at the moment and was apparently making a mess of things but a thick pleasant smell was filling the air mixing with the unpleasant choking smoke of cigar smoke.

Puffing away he stirred a large pot of something on the stove and poured something from a flash into the concoction.

[flieswithdinos]

"Do you have to smoke that in the same place we eat our food?"

Wash entered the kitchen from the cargo bay, wrinkling his nose at the smell. Well, he mentally amended as he sniffed, part of the smell. Whatever Jayne was cooking smelled... actually good.

[icanhashat]

Jayne shot him a look meant to wither and grinned rudely, "Yes I do in fact."

He could have turned the fan on over the stove to alleviate some of the smell...but he was Jayne.

"What's you're problem anyway? Way you're scuttlin' around you'd think Mal and Zoe were off on a mission alone again." Another cruel pot shot. Got anymore in you Jayne?

[flieswithdinos]

Wash rolled his eyes. Of course Jayne couldn't be civilized for once, that was just too much to ask. "Don't give me that, I know you turn into a little girl when Reavers are involved."

He chose to ignore the comment about Zoe. For once, there was something he just didn't want to talk about.

[8wings]

Anwei had passed through the Hangar several times, looking for the man who could help her get the battle data downloaded from the Macross Quarter. So far, no results. But with everyone away on missions, she had more time to devote to the search.

"Hello?" Someone's knocking at the cargo door of Serenity. "Ensign Washburne? Are you there?"

[flieswithdinos]

The knocking resonated loudly through the cargo bay and up the hall - Wash winced a little at 'Ensign Washburne.' The General insisted on it, no matter how many times he told her to call him Wash.

Reavers definitely didn't knock though, so he pressed the red button that opened the cargo bay, leaning to look through the doors and wave as they opened. "Hello! It's just Wash - have we met?"

[8wings]

Anwei waved back and smiled. "No, but I've met Kaylee? I'm Anwei; General Chacon asked me to talk to you about extracting some battle data from the Macross Quarter's systems?"

She looked more closely at the blond man. He seemed a bit worn. "Sorry, is this a bad time for you?"

[flieswithdinos]

"What? No! The time's fine - I mean, it's okay." He picked up the remote for the doors and walked down the ramp out of the ship, closing them up behind him. "I'm just - not doing anything, actually."

At least they were a few decks away from the City. And supposedly the Reavers were behind a steel bulkhead.

[hellraiser02]

Leave it to Duo to pick the worst possible time to be sticking his nose into things where he didn't belong. While he was still attempting to do pretty much everything he possibly could to forget what had happened- or more exactly, the things he'd revealed while he'd been aged down by that clock, he realized there were some craft around the hangar that he hadn't gone exploring in yet.

So naturally, he'd take it upon himself to go exploring. Without permission.

After a cursory examination of the ship's hull, poking at whatever little things he could find of interest, he at least give the courtesy of a knock and a hollar on the cargo bay door, listening to the ring of metal resounding inside the ship. "Yoohoo! Anyone home?" While waiting for an answer, he looked over the outside of the ship to see if there was any way he could just let himself in.

[flieswithdinos]

Muffled knocking reached Wash - Duo was lucky he was doing a pass through the cargo bay at the time, or else he never would have heard it. Not that there weren't plenty of other hatches on the ship that an enterprising, curious guy could sneak through, but that would involve running into Jayne, and Jayne probably wasn't the best person to run into when you were trespassing on his ship.

Wash punched the button to open the cargo bay, craning his neck to see who was standing there. The ramp would lower right on top of his head if he didn't back up, and Wash squinted to see. One of the pilots? "Maxwell?" He thought that was the kid's name. There were few enough of them that he just about had all of their names down by now.

[hellraiser02]

Duo was just about to start climbing up the hull of the ship in search of an emergency hatch when the cargobay door popped open- stopping where he was, arms stretched up and grabbing a small inlet above his head, one foot on a railing- he stared for a long moment before greeting Wash with a shit-eating grin. Just pretend you weren't doing anything!

"That's the name!" He hopped down from his handhold and dusted off his shirt. "And if I got things straight, you're the pilot of this ship, right? And the Quarter too, I hear?" He stuck out a hand.

"You've got quite a ship, here. Oldie but goodie, for sure." He offered no explanation for exactly why he was poking around.

[flieswithdinos]

"Yeah, this is Serenity," Wash said. "Were you looking for me?"

It would make the second person today who had something to do with Command, but Duo wasn't in uniform so Wash didn't think he was late for anything important.

The cargo bay behind him was brightly lit and cavernous, with bits of scrap and crates scattered around the edges. There was a weight bench in one corner and a metal hoop hanging from the ceiling by a string.