Jayne approached the body, moving unusually stealthy for such a large man. 'Night' had fallen - or been declared - on Serenity, the rest of the crew tucked safely in their bunks. Leaving the mysterious body they'd found floating in space in the infirmary. "He's too frozen for my instruments to cut," the pansywaist doctor had said. "I'll try to autopsy again in the morning."
They wouldn't have bothered picking the body up at all, except that it was so unusual. Ten feet tall, dressed in a kind of leather armour, with a helmet bolted down. And in the centre of his chest, exposed by the shattering of the breastplate under some kind of force, was a gem. A ruby the size of Jayne's fist.
The knife gleamed in the medical bay's sterile lighting, Jayne licking his lips in anticipation. A gem that size, a man could buy a whole moon, if he wanted. He set the knife under the edge of the ruby, began to prise...
A hand larger than his head gripped his face, and he froze. The body wasn't a body after all - baleful eyes glared up at him, tinged with red the same colour as the jewel in his chest.
"I think," Cain Marko said slowly, squeezing Jayne's face in emphasis until his jaw creaked. "I think you'll be wanting to put that knife away, boy."
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Date: 2007-08-30 05:56 pm (UTC)They wouldn't have bothered picking the body up at all, except that it was so unusual. Ten feet tall, dressed in a kind of leather armour, with a helmet bolted down. And in the centre of his chest, exposed by the shattering of the breastplate under some kind of force, was a gem. A ruby the size of Jayne's fist.
The knife gleamed in the medical bay's sterile lighting, Jayne licking his lips in anticipation. A gem that size, a man could buy a whole moon, if he wanted. He set the knife under the edge of the ruby, began to prise...
A hand larger than his head gripped his face, and he froze. The body wasn't a body after all - baleful eyes glared up at him, tinged with red the same colour as the jewel in his chest.
"I think," Cain Marko said slowly, squeezing Jayne's face in emphasis until his jaw creaked. "I think you'll be wanting to put that knife away, boy."