[Journalism Lab]

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe is pacing the lab...well, pacing is not the word for it. She is moving slowly and stiffly and it's obvious she's in pain. However, her eyes are also flashing in defiance and her face is flushed. She frowns as she looks down at the bruises on her arms, and the nasty red burn mark from the handcuff that had rubbed her arm raw while she was stuck in that dishwasher.

She keeps looking to the door, waiting for someone to arrive.

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[sensethevisions]

Phoebe gives Jayne a pained smile, trying not to let him see the bruises. She sits down on a desktop next to him.

"Hey."

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

Who hurt ya and do I need just Vera, or the whole bloody harem to striaghten'em out? *protective look*

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe smiles, liking the look.

"The Rover...he um...locked me in a dishwasher." Phoebe looks very embarrassed

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

Rover?

uhh does that mean I get chinese food tonight? *odd, curious look*

[sensethevisions]

*looks confused*

Well, I do have access to unlimited equipment. If you want Chinese we can make that happen.

Rover is the security officer. Big bouncing white ball.

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

now ya see.. ROvers a dogs name, so maybe hes just a bouncy dog.. I met a dog like that once, hyper thing, made good steak.

[sensethevisions]

I like dogs...but I don't like white balls that lock me in dishwashers. I didn't know it was possible for me to bend that way.

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*gives her an odd look, then shakes his head, trying to clear it

gorram it girl, that just aint right.

[sensethevisions]

I agree and am therefore plotting revenge.

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

I can do revenge *nods eagerly*

[sensethevisions]

*grins*

So...I can count on you to help me?

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

yeah

oh hell yeah!

[sensethevisions]

*hugs him*

Thank you