Time for another entry. I don't have much to say today, so let's just get things started, shall we? Sorry for the wait, had a run of writer's block and pure, unadulterated laziness.
---Kouji Tamino
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Cowboy Bebop: The Second Session
It was a cold, wet, rainy day on the Planet Ganymede. The trio was relaxing after a successful bounty hunt. Jet had gone out to spend some of their spoils on equipment and food. Ed was just about finished with some work on her Tomato. Dex lay on the couch, sleeping peacefully. Scarcely moving, save for the occasional 'comfort adjustment' roll or two, he was resting from yesterday, which had been very busy and stressful. His almost heavenly session of slumber was suddenly interrupted, sending him crashing into the ground. Now finding himself upside down with his head on the floor and his feet hanging over the top of the couch, he slowly opened his eyes and found himself face to face with a certain dark-skinned, unorthodox hacker. Groaning in annoyance, he greeted her sarcastically. "Hey there, Ed… What's up?"
Sitting on the floor with her legs crisscrossed, giving him a peeved off look, she huffed, crossing her arms. "Edward is bored!" she whined, frowning sadly. "Jet-person is off shopping and Edward wants Dex-person to do something with her!"
"I'd like to do something with you, all right…" he uttered under his breath, getting a good look at Ed's well tanned thighs. "It involves me, a bed, and your legs wrapped around-- Ow!" He soon found out that Ed had very good ears.
"Naughty Dex-person…" Ed replied with a sly grin, pouting out her lips cutely. "Don't try and hide things from me… If you want to, just ask!"
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Session 8: Black Coffee
Dex stared at Ed for a moment, still upside down. "Are you serious?" He just didn't see Edward as the sensual type. Sure, she dressed the part, but that was just to lure in bounty heads. But god, the way she stretches… He shook his head to clear his mind of such thoughts. "No, no, no… Bad Dex!"
Giggling, Edward explained. "Well, you see… Jet-person doesn't know this, but Edward has slept with tons of girls before…" Smiling devilishly at a stupefied Dex, she continued. "And while I'm still a virgin 'physically', I have made a few guys feel good before… Wanna be my first?"
"Um… Maybe later…" Dex replied uneasily, suddenly getting cold feet. Propping himself back right side up, he shivered. What was wrong with him? He had bedded plenty of other women before, so why did Ed suddenly threaten him? Sure, she was pretty hot… Suddenly, it hit him. Sure, Edward was a little weird, but she was intelligent as well. When he had first approached her, he was expecting another one night stand with a horny bimbo. This was simply not the case. That, and until now, Edward had this… innocence about her. That's it. Innocent wisdom. That image of her had completely shattered today. It just… shocked him. There was no way he could sleep with her now. His impression of her changed frequently. What if during their little round, she suddenly became a dominatrix, with leather, whips, ropes and all?
Edward could sense his fear. Smirking cockily, she began to tease him. "What's wrong, Dex-person? Don't think you can handle a night with Radical Edward?" She moaned softly, slowly running a hand down her body and grabbing the zipper of her shorts. Staring at himself lustfully, she panted gently while slowly zipping it down, pushing her shirt up with her other hand. "Dex-person… You know I don't wear panties, right?"
"Ed!" Dex screamed, waving his hands. "Stop! Um…" he sighed. "Look, I don't know why, but I really don't feel comfortable talking about stuff like this with you…"
Pouting, Edward zipped up her pants and straightened up her shirt. "You don't find Edward attractive?"
"No!" Dex replied, his eyes widening. "Ed, you're gorgeous! Any man would give his left nut to be with you!" He scratched the back of his head. "But I dunno, you and me… It just wouldn't seem right for some reason… Wanna do something else?"
"Hm… Like what?" the computer wiz asked curiously, tilting her head. She truly was bored, and felt that if she didn't do something fun soon she would absolutely go mad. "Mad, mad, the milk went bad…"
"Well, it's kind of wet and gloomy out…" Dex began, rubbing his chin. He blushed slightly. This was a stupid idea, but he didn't know what else to do. Swallowing his pride, he finally spoke up. "Wanna make some coffee and just… talk?"
"Hmmm…" the hacker bent backwards, putting her hands on the floor. "Talk about what?"
"Anything!" Dex replied, shrugging.
"Well, okay!" she shouted in agreement. She quickly ran into the kitchen. "I'll go make it! How do you like your coffee?"
"Um, with 1/5 a cup of cream, please…" Dex replied, following her into the room.
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"So…" Edward began, mixing the creamer into Dex's coffee. "What do you want to talk about first?"
"How about your past?" Dex asked, catching his mug as it was slid towards him. "Thanks…" As he started to sip his hot drink, he noticed that Ed's expression suddenly became more somber. "Um, hey… What's wrong, Ed?"
"Nothing…" she lied, sitting down in front of him. She sat there for a moment, petting Gran, who had taken up temporary residence on the table. After a few seconds of silence, she sighed heavily. "Well, it's kind of complicated… and sad… I can tell you a little though, if you want to listen…" Dex nodded, scratching the back of his head. She continued. "We once had a dog named Ein… He was something called a data dog. Edward isn't sure what that means, but he was very valuable and very smart. He was probably smarter than Edward!" She paused for a moment to see if Dex would make a sarcastic comment. He didn't, so she smiled appreciatively and continued. "At one point, he and I left the Bebop to follow my father. But on my 18th birthday, I decided to strike out on my own and become a bounty hunter." She suddenly stopped telling her story as she bit her lip. She was obviously heading into painful memories. "Things went well for a while. I had a pretty decent run going solo. But then I made the mistake of taking Ein with me to act as a sort of bloodhound." Tears began to uncontrollably roll down her face. She fought to hold them back to no avail, wiping her face with her arm. "He… he took a bullet for me!" She shouted, dropping her normal speech patterns. "Dex, I killed him!" Sniffling, she stared down at her little kitten, who was licking her hand. She gasped as her partner put a hand over her other one. "Dex-person…"
"You don't have to go on anymore if it's too painful…" He said comfortingly. He glared as she suddenly snorted. "Hey, what's so funny?"
"Dex-person, you can be such a geek sometimes…" She replied, wiping her face. "If those are the same lines you make when trying to seduce women, it's a miracle that you ever got laid!" Calming down, she gave him a warm smile. "But thanks, anyways. It was sweet of you to try and say something comforting… Even if it was cheesy as all hell."
"Well damn!" Dex shouted, pounding his fist on the table and scaring Gran. The kitten scurried closer to Edward. "That's the last time I'm being nice!"
"Aww, don't be a hard-ass, Dex-person!" Ed exclaimed, waving her hands playfully. Picking up the frightened kitten, she snuggled it against her chest, glaring at Dex. "So, what about you?" She asked, putting Gran on the floor and resting her head on her hands, elbows on the table. "What's your story? What was with those bozos a few weeks back?"
"Well you see, those two guys, before they revealed their true colors, were like brothers to me. We did everything together." Growling, he took another sip of coffee before slamming it on the table. "So imagine my shock when the assholes turned out to be murderous psycho bastards."
"You poor baby…" Edward frowned, reaching over the table and patting him on the head. Pulling her arm back, she sighed, taking a sip of coffee. "What miserable lives we lead…" She sighed again, lowering her head. "Edward thinks we are cursed…"
"I suppose so…" the man chuckled in agreement. Starring at Ed's coffee for a moment, he raised an eyebrow. "You drink your coffee black?" He would have thought that someone like Edward would have sugar and cream up the wazoo.
Shrugging, she took another sip. "That's why you shouldn't make assumptions about someone based on first impression…" Wait, why was he even asking? "You never seen me drink coffee before?" Strange, after all the time they've spent together…
"No, not… really…" Dex said slowly, scratching the tip of his nose. "I'm not really a morning person, so I don't drink coffee much." Smirking, he pointed at her. "You, however, are already bouncing, crawling, and rolling all over the ship at 6 in the morning!"
"6:45, actually…" Edward said slyly, correcting him. "So it's actually a bit closer to 7."
"Hey, I'm home!" Jet shouted from the living quarters. "What's that I smell?" Walking into the kitchen, he smiled. "Ah, coffee! That sounds good on a rainy day." Walking over to the coffee machine, he sighed in a low tone. "What a day…" He set the bags of things he bought on the counter, getting out a coffee mug and getting himself a cup. "So, what have you two been up to since I left?" He asked, taking a drink of his coffee.
"Oh, just talking…" Edward replied, picking up Gran and snuggling him against her face. "Feel free to join us, if you wish." She down the rest of her coffee with a smile. "Ah! Nothing like a warm drink on a cold, wet day!"
"Nah, I won't bore you kids with my old man stories." He said jokingly, perhaps embracing his middle age status.
"Aw, come on, Pops!" Dex shouted jokingly. "Someone as old as you must have lots of experience and tales to tell."
Jet winced, confirming that he had not completely accepted truly getting old. "Don't call me Pops, damn it…" Shaking his head, he smiled. "All right fine. I'll tell you something about my past…" Holding up his arm, he smirked. "Know how I got this?" He waited for a moment. "Nope? Well, I was betrayed by my partner. Lost an arm, and I soon quit the ISSP because of all the corruption."
"You're telling me! You know what I saw one night, just a few days before I met up with you guys? 2 cops with a drug dealer, and they were not in the middle of a sting operation!"
"That's just shameful…" Jet muttered, rubbing his temples with a scowl on his face. "I'm so glad I left that damn place when I did. Just gets worse and worse every year." His expression soon softened, a somewhat saddened look on his face.
"Poor Jet-person…" Ed said sympathetically. "His entire view of the justice system, shattered." Standing up from her seat, she took her mug and put it in the dishwasher. "Well, I'm off. If you need me, I'll be playing with Gran or napping in my room." And with that, she retreated to her bedroom.
"Keep hanging tough, man…" Dex said in a sincere tone, patting the older man on the back. He put his own mug away and went off to continue his nap. How he was ever going to get back to sleep after the caffeine, we'll never know. This left Jet, by his lonesome, staring at his mug with a downcast expression. After almost a minute of thought, he gulped down his coffee, put it away, and went on to unload the groceries and supplies.
One Lump Or Two?
