On Wednesday afternoon, there comes a loud knocking on the door of the Tam-Frye Household.

Jayne has returned to the apartment much as he left it, albeit with a few additions: a set of chocolates shaped like famous Osiris landmarks; a pinata; a hat that reads 'I <3 Osiris'; and, possibly, a venereal disease.

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Jayne moves through the bar quickly, and strides out the front door without wasting any time.

It's not till he's halfway down his ladder that he pauses to notice the thoughts running through his head like a litany.

Gotta get home gotta get home gotta get--Well, and why not? Home's where you holster your gun ( Read more... )

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Doc's hit.

That's all Jayne can think as he and Zoe plug the hole in the blast doors with Reavers.

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*Jayne's in the kitchen, alone, heating water to reconstitute one of his precious packets of miso soup.

They ain't had much call to go to the central planets lately, so he's running low.

He's not in a bad mood, particularly, for Jayne.*