The Picture Meme

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The Picture Meme

A picture is worth a thousand words. They've inspired stories, conversations, and so much more. 

1. Post your character name and preferences. 
2. Reply to others comments with images.
3. Reply to any images sent to you with a starter based off of what you're given.
4. Have fun!

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[igotmanparts]

oh jayne.

[notaboutsex]

In many ways, catching a woman like Inara was like catching fireflies - it wasn't easy, and you took away a little of their light when you shut the lid on the jar tight. A companion's heart was, in many ways, hardened to the emotions of falling for one person alone. She was no exception to the rule. With her job, she felt connected to all of the clients when she was seeing them. It was never just sex, but it was certainly never love, either. And when she had come aboard the Serenity, she had told Mal upfront that she would not be servicing any of the crew. So far, that had been simple enough. She was a professional, after all - her head was no turned by a handsome face or chiseled jaw.

Jayne was... well, he was Jayne - obnoxious, sexist, dimwitted Jayne. That had been her impression of him for a long time, and she hadn't spent much time with him. That is, not until he went and did something kind, something that went against everything he was. So she confronted him about it, when they were back on the ship, and she had invaded his living quarters.

"Why did you save me? Those bandits had money to spare. You, of all people, should have taken the money and just left," she accused him, confused and therefore a bit angry with what had happened. She'd been kidnapped, the crew and the ship still in space, just near the planet, leaving only Jayne. Inara was certain she was going to be sold into slavery, but he wouldn't let that happen.

Jayne the carebear. lol

[igotmanparts]

Jayne had been busy cleaning his girls when Inara came out of nowhere, and confronted him inside the ship's kitchen.

He was astounded at first, looking at her with his mouth agape because he was unsure how to answer her question. Plus, he thought it was kind of perfectly obvious. Inara was family, part of the crew, and Jayne was hired to watch over said crew. He took those vows to heart. Sure, he griped about it, and he also thought Mal was doing a piss poor job, and it should be Jayne's command, and not Mal's! Still, this ship, the people in it where, for all intents and purposes, his family--next to Ma, and Maddie. So, he wasn't going to just sit idly by, and leave Inara to be sold into sexual slavery.

After a few silent moments, he finally collected his thoughts enough to speak on the matter. "Well, ain't you goin' as moon-brained as River, 'Nara. Yer part of my crew, yer family. I ain't one to leave family twistin' in the wind," but that wasn't the whole story. And you could tell, just by looking at him, that he was hiding something more. He always had a bit of a crush on Inara, and he was always fascinated with her line of work, and wanted to always have some kind of time with a Companion.

[notaboutsex]

Inara could read people. It had been part of her training. And usually, Jayne was an open book. The man didn't think of much except his guns, money and women, and usually in that order. He was usually harmless enough, and it wasn't like he had ever tried anything with her. Like he said, they were family, and at the end of the day... well, the man was loyal. Inara couldn't completely hate him, even if she could hate people to begin with. To her, he was almost like a big, dumb dog who just needed a kind word or two.

But he wasn't really dumb, and right now, she felt a little guilty for thinking that about him. Because Inara knew he wasn't telling her the complete truth. Part of her knew she should have just thanked him again for saving her life, then turned and walked back to her shuttle. Instead... she hesitated. The last thing she needed was another complicated relationship on Serenity, but she couldn't help but feel a little indebted to him. She knew her way around a simple gun, but she wasn't the 'warrior' that he was. She had needed his help.

"Jayne," she began carefully, raising her brow, "is that really why you saved me? The only reason why?"

[igotmanparts]

He looked at her, and he was no master of deception, but he had learned how to bluff well enough. Bluffing was important in card games, or when their lives depended on it. Still, he felt bad for being about to lie to her.

He swallowed the lump forming in his throat, squared his shoulders, and gave her a look. Intent on making her uncomfortable just so he could continue to hide his secret from her the best he knew how.

"What 'xactly are ya implyin' there, 'Nara? I jus' tole ya why I saved ya, what more do ya want?" His voice was gruff, but there was a hitch to it. This felt so bad to do, but he needed his secrets, didn't he?

[notaboutsex]

No, Jayne was no master at keeping his thoughts and feelings to himself and away from his expression. He probably only had so many thoughts anyway, about his guns, or money, or women. Inara knew he wasn't some deep-thinking man, and they had never had many one-on-one conversations alone together, anyway.

Yet now, she is sure he's hiding something. The suspicion is clear on her face as she frowns at him, hesitant to leave but knowing it would be for the best. Any urge to peel back one of his layers and see deeper could only be a bad idea. She figured she would see nothing there that would surprise her.

"I want the truth, Jayne," she said simply, stepping closer. It was good that they were alone, because otherwise Inara is sure they wouldn't be having this conversation. "You didn't save me only because I'm part of your crew, did you?"

[igotmanparts]

"You want the truth?" He said, his voice accusatory, but firm. "I tole ya the reason, 'Nara, so drop it," because he seriously thought that she would laugh him out of the airlock, via telling Mal anything he had to say on the matter.

"What answer are ya lookin' for anyway? What magical answer do ya want from me, huh? Confess my soul, an' for what? So, you can look down on me as per usual, but with the added bonus of the truth?" His words were intense, but there was an actual fear driving them, and it showed.