Insomnia

Post Wed Dec 04, 2013 8:35 pm

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Regan slid into his customary chair at the dining table, winked at the Preacher as he placed the steaming mug down in front of him, and breathed deep as the aroma of cooking bacon drifted across from the galley.

"Yup," he thought, today's a good day to be out in the black...."

Post Wed Dec 04, 2013 8:35 pm

Re: Insomnia

Astrid smiled up at the preacher as he filled her cup, she pulled it closer to her so that she could take in the aroma. Coffee intermingled with the smell of cooking bacon, perfect. She sighed happily.

Post Wed Dec 04, 2013 8:35 pm

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At the mention of pancakes Burton immediately pricked up his ears and looked at McNally. "Yes please!" He said enthusiasticly.
Damn Harrison, if he started causing problems he was going to sleep and damn what the others thought. he decided. This was the first time in ages he felt fine on board ship and he was going to enjoy some coffee, bacon and pancakes!

Post Wed Dec 04, 2013 8:35 pm

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Alisha grabbed a cup of black unsweetened coffee, and thanked Lock as she found herself a chair on the other side of the table, and sat down. Everyone seemed so happy and relaxed, unaffected by the troubles faced at Zenith. Looking at each of the crew, there was no worry lining their faces, they we’re just content to be in each other’s company, happy to have escaped back to the black. Zenith was behind them, and now they seemingly gave it no heed.

She breathed in the bitter aroma of her coffee, cupping it carefully in her hands before her. Silently listening to the sizzling of bacon, and the contented chatter and appreciation of the crew. McNally caught her gaze and she smiled, it was a small smile, but it was there. Hidden beneath the alcohol induced aftermath, the thumping headache, and the churning stomach.

One of the other crews, had described the Rosin Dubh as a family. And sat at the end of the table, she could see it clear as day. She had been the newcomer, and they had welcomed her with open arms. Not because she was a doctor, but because she needed somewhere to go.

At least for the moment, surrounded by the crew, her crew, she was contented. Pleased to be out of her cabin, and being civil with folks…
Not that she’d admit that to McNally.

Post Wed Dec 04, 2013 8:35 pm

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McNally piled hot bacon onto a large plate, another already laden with steaming pancakes, as he finished cooking the crew’s breakfast. He turned to the large dining table, now crowded and noisy, Chai and Kid having been roused from their slumbers, a still sleepy Poppy leaning against ‘Button’, Astrid and the Captain in good spirits, Tobias musing his coffee nex to Layla, the timid 'new girl', and the mildly crazed Harrison was seat beside the Preacher, his head twitching to each and every sound the Roisin made. It gave McNally pause as he considered the stories from Earth-that-was, about families gathering for feasts. ‘Marshall an’ Mei are gonna miss this one,’ he muttered to himself as he placed the plates down in the middle of the table. Forks almost literally flew as everyone piled their plates, leaving McNally to sit quietly beside Alisha, serving her before he served himself.

There was a moment’s pause as he placed his fork down and his eyes narrowed. ‘What’cha think you’re doing, Harrison?’

The quaking soldier’s hand trembled, a forkful of pancake, bacon and sugar-syrup poised before his mouth. His eyes were wide and wild, but his confusion was evident.

‘Put them gorram forks down, all of ya,’ McNally said quietly. As one by one the crew complied, all eyes turned to him. He glanced to Alisha seeing concern.

‘You promised to be civil,’ she whispered.

McNally smiled crookedly and then raised his gaze to the Preacher. ‘S’common at these sorts o’times to say grace, right Padre?’

Lock smirked lop-sidedly. ‘Indeed it is, McNally, I just didn’t expect you to be the one to observe such a thing.’

McNally chuckled. ‘Perhaps you’ll humour me,’ he said and Lock nodded, closing his eyes and placing his hands together. ‘S’okay, Padre, I got it.’ Lock’s eyes opened briefly as he saw McNally clasp his own hands together, watching and waiting for everyone else to follow suit. Finally McNally cleared his throat and said, ‘Oh Lord, for this food, for this ship and her crew... my crew... may we be truly thankful. Amen!’ He looked up at the mixture of pleased and somewhat surprised faces. ‘Okay, now you eat,’ he said and winked at Harrison.

Post Wed Dec 04, 2013 8:36 pm

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Thanks to the docs concoction Poppy was finding it hard to wake up, though there was breakfast with the family so she was determined to be awake! For the first time in a week she had slept soundly without reavers coming for her, it was great!

She smiled as the most unlikely man said grace, appreciating his words, it was a new thing, she was certainly acknowledging faith more. "That was real nice McMally." She said sleepily rubbing her eyes. "Button, could you pass the bacon please?" She asked - while trying her best not to fall asleep on him - the bacon was too near to Jones and well, frankly he made her nervous and she certainly didn't trust him!

Post Wed Dec 04, 2013 8:36 pm

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Regan sat quietly at the table, his plate piled high and his head bowed like the others. As McNally finished, he opened his eyes and looked around at the assembled crew. No, at his Family. It had been a long time since he'd felt as he did now, a long time since that ramshackle farmstead on Hera, Da and him washed and ready for breakfast before heading to the fields, Alex in his high chair banging a spoon on the table, Ma bustling about the stove. A long, long time.

This boat was his property, his place of business, it's crew his employees. Ok, his friends for the most part as well, but still...

But now... Something had changed. They'd been in fights before, but that weekend on Zenith was something different. They'd all faced horrors beyond anything they thought they could ever cope with. They had stood together as a unit, relied on each other in a way they never had before. They'd bonded, become a family. Made this old boat into a home. He looked again at the faces around the table, and a lump came to his throat. His eyes began to well with tears....

Hopscotch glanced up at him, and he quickly pretended to choke on his bacon, hiding his emotions as a good marine should....

Post Wed Dec 04, 2013 8:36 pm

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Kid placed her hands apart on her lap while McNally said grace. She'd found out the hard way that if people knew she and god were no longer on speakin' terms, they tended to ask questions.
She tucked into breakfast with a will. Then it hit her. She felt comfortable, at home with this ramshackle group. Her stomach dropped. She had stayed far, far too long.
She gulped down the rest of her plateful quickly, made an excuse and left as soon as she could. Out of sight of the others, she virtually ran to the engine room. She tucked herself in a corner with her legs crossed and thought hard.

Post Wed Dec 04, 2013 8:37 pm

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Given the events on Zenith, and mostly especially in the room Poppy, Oz, Oak, Princess and himself had shared, it was almost easy to forget that Tobias had trained as a companion. He might well be pretty much a high class whore but he was a high class whore with advanced psychological training. Paired with the cold indifference that only a true psychopath can possess, it gave him the ability to see things other may not, or at the least decided to tactfully ignore. Regen had not choked on bacon. Poppy could have reached the food herself had it not been so close to Harrison. Kid reacted more then anyone who simply didn't believe in a God would do and excused herself far too quickly. Corbon was hungover again but, oddly, trying to hide it. Even McNally was ... off, or the closest approximation that Mcnally [with what a more Freudian man would blame on "daddy issues"] could be "off".

For what, as far as he could recall, was the first time ever Tobias was not the most abnormal person at the table. Well now, he thought to himself, running with this motley crew could well be the most fun I had in ages.

Post Wed Dec 04, 2013 8:38 pm

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McNally saying grace had really surprised Burton, but he didn't give it much more thought. He was eating and feeling fine. For once he didn't seem to have the content nausea he usually had when in space.
Harrison was sitting quietly, though he was uncomfortable. He was glad that the soldier had calmed down a bit, he tucked into his bacon and pancakes with relish, pausing only long enough to pass some over to Poppy.

He didn't really notice Kid leaving, but he did notice Tobias' calculating looks round the table and wondered what the companion was thinking, then forgot about it with another sweet mouthful of bacon.

Something good had come of all the carnage that had been on Zenith he decided. This breakfast!
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