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[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

//my eyes are open. Im sure my eyes are open. where am I? Howd I get here? Why is there a troupe of reavers in my head? OK, blurry light, blurry light is better then no light, which is better then dark, which is... gorram it. That dont make sense. All right, so, fuzzy light, bed that aint mine and body heat thats small and furry. furry, and blue? No, that was big, and naked, no, that was me. I think Im naked...cant move, feel weight.. bright blurry light, all right. Im alone, cant talk, cant ask.. why wont my mouth work...whered Sheldon go? Whyd Phebes leave, again. George, wanna go out with George, but I new I had to do this, what was this? I dont remember...//

Jayne attempts to sit up, and fails, falling back on the cot crying out in head and body pain, His eyes fly open and he looks around wildly, desperately. It takes him a few moments to realize that hes in an approximation of a med lab, a place he hates to be. He moves to pull the IV out, but finds that movement is simply too painful.

The Package... where is the package?

He looks around, hoping to see *anybody* who can tell him where his pants are

Comments

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

((Dude! What the hell did Jayne get up to last night?))

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Alcohol poisoning. The big part starts here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/146470.html))

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

((Ah! Thanks. Jayne and his Mudder's Milk....))

[sensethevisions]

((What happened?))

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Alcohol poisoning. The big part starts here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/146470.html))

[sensethevisions]

((OOC: Phoebe is so going to flip out))

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::was sleeping with his head on his arms at a desk::

::starts awake when Jayne yells and yawns::

It's about time you woke up.

::walks over::

Leave the IV alone. You're badly dehydrated and need the fluids.

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

Wheres my pants?

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*looks around, a little panicked*

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::makes a shushing sound::

It's okay, Jayne. You got horribly drunk last night and almost died, but you're okay now.

Also, ::looks embarassed:: your clothes are in my room. They were soaking wet, so I had to strip you before wrapping you up.

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*lifts an eyebrow at the large, furry, blue male*

uhhhh.....

my head hurts.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

That's partly because of your dehydration, I believe. You should feel better soon. I don't want to give you any painkillers until Doctor House or one of the nurses says it's okay.

Would you like to sit up?

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

Just, go get me my pants...

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::sighs frustratedly::

Fine. But DON'T take out that IV yet. You need the fluids.

::leaves a note for Doc House or one of the nurses on the front desk, then leaves to go get Jayne's clothes::

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*lays back, closeing eyes*

// just as long as its still there, Ill be fine

*waits, less then patient*

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::returns about 30 minutes later with the clothes in a large plastic bag and a smaller one with stuff in it::

I emptied your pockets and put the stuff in here ::lifts the smaller bag:: before I wrung the last of the water out of your clothes. ::lifts larger bag.

::puts both bags beside Jayne's cot::

(OOC: Would Hank have noticed or cared about whatever "it" is?)

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

((ooc - oh *hell* yes... theres a ring box in Jaynes pocket, thats what hes so concerned about... do you have an email I can send you a picture? I dont have the ability to post a picture))

Give me the small bag *almost growled*

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

(OOC: bluemanoncampus @ gmail)

::helps Jayne sit up, then hands over the bag::

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*rips open the bag and takes out a sodden ring box, then opens it, handing it like that to blueman*

When I first wanted to be Lizzies fake guy... I figured shed need a ring. I ordered this.
Last night it came in, and I had to figure out what I wanted to do with the gorram thing.
Decided to give it to you, to give to her. If she dont want to keep it, then Ill take it back, or you can keep it, or whatever...

but it looked like, yeah, reminded me of her.

*deflates a little, still sick, tired, and now very embarressed*

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::looks sad and embarassed as well::

Oh, Jayne.

::takes the ringbox and looks at the ring, then closes it::

You're a good man. I'll let Elizabeth know that it's a gift of friendship, to help out. It's a wonderful ring.

::gently:: You get some more rest and I'll see to getting you some dry clothes for when they finally release you. Are you still staying with Sands?

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

yeah, but I got a date tonight I aint missin...
need those clothes asap

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

I get them as soon as I can. Where do you keep your clothes and what would you like?

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

just in the closet - cleanish jeans, a nice shirt, whatever...

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::looks at the clock above the door::

I have class in a few minutes, but I'll bring your clothes over afterwards.

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

thanks, I owe you one

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*comes in, out of breath* Jayne...

((ooc: And writer is off to work. Back at 9:30-ish Eastern.))

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*winces when he sees Bagoas, then looks away*

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*still out of breath and not entirely "with it" to think out his next words too well* I sorry, my Lord. Just want to make sure you all right.

*actually heard the word "poison" and frankly panicked*

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

I aint no ones Lord, just a kid... *looks down*

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*turns red* I not thinking...

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

Hans the only one you answer to, kid.

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

I understand. You not want me around.

I sorry for caring. *turns away*

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*watches him go, looking close to tears*

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

George paused just outside the doorway, her breath catching in her throat when she sees Jayne sprawled inelegantly on the cot, with Hank fussing over his IV and Bagoas standing over him with a look of panic. She'd heard through the grapevine that Jayne was in a bad way, and thought to come tease him. Well. That's out. she thinks to herself, ignoring the fact that what she was feeling was remarkably like jealousy. Looks like he already has enough admirers. I'm sure Elizabeth is already on her way.

Without a word, she begins to back out slowly, hoping that no one notices her exit. Oh, well. Dinner dates are highly overrated, anyway.

About 11:00 AM

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::walks in with another bag of clothes::

Here you go, Jayne. Have you been discharged yet?

Re: About 11:00 AM

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*slips out of the bed, not caring that hes naked in front of a man whos already seen it all*

Yeah, they say Im free to go, just no booze for a while...

*grabs the bag from him*

Re: About 11:00 AM

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::briefly and unconsciously admires Jayne's body::

Let me know if I can assist you any further. Just be careful with yourself, okay?

Re: About 11:00 AM

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

yeah, just give the gorram ring to Lizzie, allright?

Re: About 11:00 AM

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

Certainly. See you later, Jayne.

::gives Jayne one last concerned look, then walks out of the clinic::