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BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - GENERAL
Sometimes a word's meaning depends on where you look from. Mal and Jayne have a discussion
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Oh, one further addendum. That’s the last time you get to call me whore.”
"Absolutely. Never again." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The word hung in the air once again. It stood between them as impenetrable as a piece of core containment sheeting. Mal standing on one side in angry frustration, Inara on the other in dignified resignation. With a swish of silk the sloe-eyed Companion turned and walked away from the table and through the doorway.
“Ya know Mal, I never understood your problem there. If a classy woman like Inara was interested in me I’d sure as hell…..” Jayne waved his coffee cup at the departing Companion.
“Your mouth is talkin on something I got no interest in hearin right now Jayne. Ya might wanna look to that.”
“I was only sayin……”
“Sayin what Jayne? That you’d be just shiny with havin your woman bein a whore?”
“No Mal. I’m sayin whorin’s a job,n most a the whores I know are hard workin n reasonably honest. And to my way a thinking they not only provide a community service, they help keep things law abiding….cuts down on violence.”
“That you gotta explain further Jayne cause right now you sound a mite like River.”
“See Mal it’s this away. When folks like us show up. Ya know needin some trim n such. Well if there ain’t no whores we gotta start lookin to the local respectable wimmin for a bit a entertainment. Then ya just know the local menfolk are gonna get territorial and start gettin defensive like an all sorts a extra violence is gonna happen. Just natural it would.”
“Well Jayne it appears you have an insight I seem ta lack on the profession a whorein.” Mal shook his head in weary resignation.
Jayne mentally inventoried the scars on his mind and body and the coin paid for each one. Coin paid for the use of his body. “Yeah Mal, I guess I do.”
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I always felt Jayne had a much different outlook than Mal. This particular conversation has been rattling around in my brainpan for awhile.
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