JANINE1
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Jade took a deep breath. All that could be heard was the whistling of the wind, which was not dying down. She was still being embraced tightly by Rimmer.
"How did you find me?" She asked him.
"Holly..." He replied, softly.
"But... How did you know I was going to..."
"Well..." Rimmer didn't want to respond. He didn't want her to know he had taken in of her private discs. He soon broke apart from her, and saw her. She put her arms through his jacket that was around her shoulders for warmth. Rimmer stared down at the pocket the contained the disc.
Jade looked down at the ground. "I don't know what I was thinking." She said with a light sob.
Even though Rimmer had spent the last several minutes with his arms around her, he felt like he didn't have the strength to hold her now. Jade shoved her hands into the pocket of the coat to warm them. She did this before Rimmer noticed and had time to protest. Before he knew it she lifted the small disc from the pocket.
"How did this get in here?" She said in a calm voice. Rimmer began to panic.
"I can explain!"
Jade's eyes widened, remembering her most recent poem. The one she had written a few days ago. My Suicide.
"You read that, didn't you?"
"I beg your pardon..." Rimmer said, rather unconvincingly.
"The next door I open will let the secrets out. So I stand in limbo waiting for a sign" She recited the first two lines of her poem.
"I need a conclusion to this life. I have all I wanted; what I craved" Recited Rimmer. He had read the poem several times, and had some of it nearly memorized.
Jade sighed. "they're unrelated, you know."
"What are? What do you mean?" Asked Rimmer.
"The poem... and what just happened. Not everyone who writes a suicide poem wants to throw themselves off a cliff. It's just easier to write about than to actually contemplate."
"Than what was this all about?" He asked, trying to sound supportive, but also slightly angry that he was being contradicted after what he had just been through for her."
"It was...nothing..." She said softly.
"Nothing?!"
"Listen, can we just not talk about it?" She shouted. Rimmer bowed his head, Tears threatened to protrude from his already watery eyes.
"I don't mind if you read my poems, but you didn't have to steal them." She said, while handing him back the disc. He looked at his hand that contained it.
What had just happened? He hadn't received a thank you or anything from her. Hadn't he just saved her life? Maybe she wouldn't have really gone through with it.
"I'm going to sleep." She answered, walking off, forgetting to return his coat.
~ Starbug flew across the vast reaches of space at its top speed, looping and twirling in an uncoordinated manner.
"Watch out, bud!" Shouted the Cat, nearly spilling his lager on himself. Just to spite the Cat, Lister took star bug into another full loop, causing all of its cargo to be scattered across the ceiling, then fall to the floor. Lister let out some drunken manic laughter.
"Mr. Lister, sir. I beg you, please slow down! This will take days to clean up!" shouted Kryten, scurrying to clean up the mess.
"Why Don't you let me fly this thing." Suggested Jack. "I almost became a pilot."
"Almost?" Questioned the Cat.
"Yeah, Mate. Would have passed if I didn't get bloody pissed the night before. I was so hung over I flew the vessel right into a moon. I swear the bloody thing wasn't there a minute ago!"
"How can a moon just suddenly appear?" Asked Lister. With a laugh.
"Listen, I've gotten much better since then." Said Jack, before violently pushing Lister off the seat and grabbing at the wheel, powering Starbug at full speed into the nearest moon.
***
Jade took a deep breath. All that could be heard was the whistling of the wind, which was not dying down. She was still being embraced tightly by Rimmer.
"How did you find me?" She asked him.
"Holly..." He replied, softly.
"But... How did you know I was going to..."
"Well..." Rimmer didn't want to respond. He didn't want her to know he had taken in of her private discs. He soon broke apart from her, and saw her. She put her arms through his jacket that was around her shoulders for warmth. Rimmer stared down at the pocket the contained the disc.
Jade looked down at the ground. "I don't know what I was thinking." She said with a light sob.
Even though Rimmer had spent the last several minutes with his arms around her, he felt like he didn't have the strength to hold her now. Jade shoved her hands into the pocket of the coat to warm them. She did this before Rimmer noticed and had time to protest. Before he knew it she lifted the small disc from the pocket.
"How did this get in here?" She said in a calm voice. Rimmer began to panic.
"I can explain!"
Jade's eyes widened, remembering her most recent poem. The one she had written a few days ago. My Suicide.
"You read that, didn't you?"
"I beg your pardon..." Rimmer said, rather unconvincingly.
"The next door I open will let the secrets out. So I stand in limbo waiting for a sign" She recited the first two lines of her poem.
"I need a conclusion to this life. I have all I wanted; what I craved" Recited Rimmer. He had read the poem several times, and had some of it nearly memorized.
Jade sighed. "they're unrelated, you know."
"What are? What do you mean?" Asked Rimmer.
"The poem... and what just happened. Not everyone who writes a suicide poem wants to throw themselves off a cliff. It's just easier to write about than to actually contemplate."
"Than what was this all about?" He asked, trying to sound supportive, but also slightly angry that he was being contradicted after what he had just been through for her."
"It was...nothing..." She said softly.
"Nothing?!"
"Listen, can we just not talk about it?" She shouted. Rimmer bowed his head, Tears threatened to protrude from his already watery eyes.
"I don't mind if you read my poems, but you didn't have to steal them." She said, while handing him back the disc. He looked at his hand that contained it.
What had just happened? He hadn't received a thank you or anything from her. Hadn't he just saved her life? Maybe she wouldn't have really gone through with it.
"I'm going to sleep." She answered, walking off, forgetting to return his coat.
~ Starbug flew across the vast reaches of space at its top speed, looping and twirling in an uncoordinated manner.
"Watch out, bud!" Shouted the Cat, nearly spilling his lager on himself. Just to spite the Cat, Lister took star bug into another full loop, causing all of its cargo to be scattered across the ceiling, then fall to the floor. Lister let out some drunken manic laughter.
"Mr. Lister, sir. I beg you, please slow down! This will take days to clean up!" shouted Kryten, scurrying to clean up the mess.
"Why Don't you let me fly this thing." Suggested Jack. "I almost became a pilot."
"Almost?" Questioned the Cat.
"Yeah, Mate. Would have passed if I didn't get bloody pissed the night before. I was so hung over I flew the vessel right into a moon. I swear the bloody thing wasn't there a minute ago!"
"How can a moon just suddenly appear?" Asked Lister. With a laugh.
"Listen, I've gotten much better since then." Said Jack, before violently pushing Lister off the seat and grabbing at the wheel, powering Starbug at full speed into the nearest moon.