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Prompt: #68 Lightening (FF100)


Jayne sat bolt upright an' reached fer his weapon rack, only ta find that it weren't there. Lightenin' shone through the window, briefly lightin' up the hotel room he was in. The whole damn crew was set up in this fancy-ass joint fer some go se job. Lightenin' flashed again an Jayne realized he were covered in ninety pounds of crazy girl. Musta been what woke him up. She whimpered 'gainst his chest.

"The hell's gotcha in my room, feng le freak?"

Lightenin' flashed an' she screamed, burrowin' inta his blankets. Jayne felt hisself snort. Gorram girl took out Reavers an' she was afraid of lightenin.'

She looked up at 'im with them big browns of hers. "Will he protect her?"

Ai ya.