Okay, That Stung... [Open]

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Vivio wasn't in the best of moods.

That was probably an understatement right there - she was downright crappy. After her argument with Sherry, Vivio had retreated into the Sensoriums, mostly to work out her frustrations the best way she could - by training.

Bringing up a training room and setting herself up for practice, Vivio began by striking a punching bag, fists and feet flying as blow after blow connected. She could feel herself slow just a bit - Sherry's punch still stung. But, it was probably worse than that.

It's just that you're so stupid sometimes I can't stand to be around you!

Sherry hated her for a reason more than just being there. Vivio's reaction to that proved it, but she couldn't understand way.

Stupid...? Vivio mused to herself. H-How am I stupid? What have I done to make her think that?

As Sherry continued on, the words kept ringing through her head, kept calling her "stupid". Her face contorted in rage before, briefly, she took up her adult form and struck the bag hard enough to knock it off its chain before returning to normal.

"I'm not stupid! I'm not! You're the one who's stupid! You always will be!" Vivio shouted to no one in particular before slumping to her knees, sniffling as she did.

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Jayne had entered the Sensoriums as a man on a mission. What that mission was naturally involved indulging some torrid fantasy world he'd constructed in his head.

But when he stepped in and saw this one was already in use he was all ready to hightail it right back out the door. You never knew what sort of scary ass nightmare some of these kids could conjure up.

But something stopped him short. The sound of crying. Possibly one of the most mind numbing terrifying things for any man to have to deal with. A crying girl.

He froze. Like an idiot he froze when he should have run! If this was a fire fight he'd have had no trouble diving for cover and letting things play out. He was a survivor! This was what he told himself.

Yet instead of doing what every instinct in his head screamed to do, he opened his mouth and heard his voice speaking the words, "Uh...hey...you OK?"

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Vivio turned around to see Jayne standing there. She couldn't help but be embarrassed - someone had caught her in a moment of anguish. Wiping her eyes clean, she stood up.

"I... no." Vivio admitted. "No, I'm not. I... got in a fight with... someone."

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Jayne had to stifle a snort and an eye roll.

Women! If he got moody everytime he got in a fight with people...well he was actually pretty moody most the time. But he didn't cry over it!

"You hurt?" He asked very practically, though he already suspected it wasn't a physical pain that had her doubled up.

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"I-I'll be fine..." Vivio uttered, standing up. Yeah, she was hurting emotionally, but she wasn't going to let that stop her.

The slight grunt and wince from where Sherry punched her? Not so much.

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"Uh huh, sure."

Well now he was invested. Jayne moved closer slowly, fully aware of how a man he size tended to spoke smaller girls.

"What happened exactly? This big boat is supposed to punish people who fight."

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"I got in an argument with someone." Vivio said. "I was trying to help her out, but she kept insulting me. So, I... ended up hitting her."

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Now Jayne's face screwed up into a look of confusion, "Well it sounds like she had it comin' if she was gonna treat you like dirt when yer tryin' to help."