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BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - GENERAL
Jayne watches the crew and thinks about things. Spoilers for Ariel and Jaynestown. Plus, there's a tiny bit of unrequited Jayne/Kaylee. PG-13
CATEGORY: FICTION TIMES READ: 978 RATING: 8 SERIES: FIREFLY
Disclaimer: Belongs to the almighty Joss Whedon. I'm just having fun playing.
Jayne watched people, he had to in his line of work, and he was pretty good at reading folks, if he did say so himself. Of course, there were times he missed signals, like that time Crazy had slashed him with a knife. He'd gotten…what was the word? Complacent, yeah that was it, complacent. Knew she was off, so didn't pay attention like he should have. He'd learned, though. Didn't take her for granted no more. Watched her careful whenever they were in the same room together, which was as little as he could possibly make it.
He wasn't smart, not like Doc and Inara with their book learning, but he weren't dumb, neither. Sure, he'd made bad choices a time or two, like back on Ariel, but, again, he'd learned. Should've known better than to trust the Feds, never would again. What he couldn't understand was how Mal could continue to trust people like Badger and Patience. He'd known from the first time he'd met them both that they weren't to be trusted, was right there in their body language, but Mal just wouldn't listen to reason. Sometimes he thought the man was as fēng le as the girl.
Problem was he couldn't always say things the way he meant them. Took too long for him to figure out how to say it proper, so it came out wrong, made people think he was a fool. That's why the shepherd was so easy to talk to. Shepherd never looked down on him, always treated him with respect--and not 'cause he were afraid of him, neither. Shepherd didn't seem to be afraid of no man.--ain't no one treated him like that since…ever. Made him feel kind of funny, but in a good way, not like the way them mudders made him feel.
Them setting him up as a hero just weren't right. Nothing heroic about accidentally dumping a buttload of cash in the middle of all that mud. Heroes were people who did the right thing, even if it got themselves killed, and that weren't him, no way, no how. He wanted to stay living, and he'd do whatever it took to keep it that way. Killed more than one man with his bare hands to prove it. So maybe Mal was right and, just like all them other folks with statues, he was one kind of sumbitch or another. He could live with that.
Course, it'd be nice if the rest of the crew didn't look at him like he had the morals of a cat. Sure, he rutted whenever he got the chance, but what was a man in his position supposed to do? Wasn't like he got any on a regular basis. Inara didn't service crew, everybody knew that, but it weren't like he could afford a Companion with his share of the cut anyway. And even if she weren't married, Zoë'd be more apt to cut off his pecker if he got too close. And as for Kaylee…well, she was too caught up in her fantasies about the doc. Maybe some day she'd catch on to the fact that the man was as sly as the day was long. Had to be. Weren't no way he'd have resisted her this long if he weren't. Knew he wouldn't, given the opportunity.
In the meantime, he'd just sit back and watch.
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