Gettin out of jail

[jayne_serenity]

aint easy. Takes money, which I aint got. Takes balls, which I do got. big brass ones
running on the low in the big city now, lookin for places to hide like a rat.
it aint fun, and Im gettin hungry.

Ill find a way, I always do.

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[persian_eunuch]

Bagoas is coming back from the store a few blocks from the hotel he now lives in. He looks over and thinks he sees someone familiar. He stops, staring, on the other side of the street.

[jayne_serenity]

*whispers* Bagoas...

*freezes, swallowing, then runs, taking off, trying to disappear*

[persian_eunuch]

Bagoas almost takes off after him, but his hands are full of groceries.
He watches until Jayne disappears then continues home, slower.