SWiB O-S Part 2
Firefly another part of my new one-shot
nearly Rayne
Jayne grunted in acknowledgment and River smiled, twirling once more around the table then plopping herself down in the seat next to her brother. He gave her a worried look, but she just serenely patted his hand.
Mal turned to the mercenary curiously. He let out a captainy clearing-of-the-throat and said, "Jayne? Ya wanna share with the rest o' us?"
Obviously uncomfortable, the large man sat up in his seat and looked at Mal, his brows furrowed. "Well... Ya been tellin' me I gotta get along with 'er - so while I was liftin' she was doin' that twirly dance thing she's always doin'. And I was thinkin' of a way to get her the hell out all nice-like, when she turned t'me with them crazy eyes o' hers."
"Not crazy," River said casually, her foot on her chair and her tiny chin resting on her knee.
"Yeah, okay," Jayne said, clearly disagreeing. But at Mal's look he cleared his throat and continued. "So she was starin' at me, fillin' me with a mighty uncomfortableness. I sat up and was about t'tell 'er to git - and she started up all that dance nonsense again."
River giggled. Jayne shot her a fearsome glare, but she ignored him and said, "Watched the dainty girl twirl - as graceful as when she fights."
Jayne crosses his arms and looked away. "Weren't nothin' like that. I just thought it was funny - somethin' so fancified and prissy bein' like them moves she uses to take someone down."
"Couldn't voice it," River told them all sagely, nodding along as she spoke. "Gave him the words." She looked at him, grinning slyly. "Speak, boy, and you'll get a biscuit."
"Hey! I ain't no ruttin' dog!" Jayne said angrily, banging two meaty fists on the table.
Trying to ward off an argument, Kaylee asked, "Well, what words she talkin' 'bout, huh, Jayne? I bet they're real pretty, jus' like River's dancin'."
He seemed appeased. "Okay - only 'cause I can remember 'em." He sneered at River. "I ain't stupid." She only grinned good-naturedly, then stuck out her tongue. Jayne shot her a dirty look, then scrunched up his face, trying to recall what River had said - what had so disconcertingly matched his own thoughts. "It was som'in 'bout... She's walkin' in the night, with cloudless climbin' on starry skies. An' all that's best of dark an' light meetin' her aspect and her eyes."
Simon sputtered, recognizing the mangled verse. "That's what you think about my sister?"
Jayne frowned. "What? I ain't said nothin' wrong, and them's her words, not mine. And it's like her, I guess, 'cause we're in the black so much, so night - an' then she's a dancer and a gorram crazy assassin-woman, too. S'dark an' light."
River giggled again, looking at Simon with a large, mischievous grin.
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written 25 June 2008
I have been watching Firefly and Doctor Who almost non-stop today. Most enjoyable. Heh.
OH! Also, though... I am nearly done with "ICOE" chapter 24. SO CLOSE TO COMPLETION! Yay.
-ILB
ruler of the lifestyles-verse
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nearly Rayne
Jayne grunted in acknowledgment and River smiled, twirling once more around the table then plopping herself down in the seat next to her brother. He gave her a worried look, but she just serenely patted his hand.
Mal turned to the mercenary curiously. He let out a captainy clearing-of-the-throat and said, "Jayne? Ya wanna share with the rest o' us?"
Obviously uncomfortable, the large man sat up in his seat and looked at Mal, his brows furrowed. "Well... Ya been tellin' me I gotta get along with 'er - so while I was liftin' she was doin' that twirly dance thing she's always doin'. And I was thinkin' of a way to get her the hell out all nice-like, when she turned t'me with them crazy eyes o' hers."
"Not crazy," River said casually, her foot on her chair and her tiny chin resting on her knee.
"Yeah, okay," Jayne said, clearly disagreeing. But at Mal's look he cleared his throat and continued. "So she was starin' at me, fillin' me with a mighty uncomfortableness. I sat up and was about t'tell 'er to git - and she started up all that dance nonsense again."
River giggled. Jayne shot her a fearsome glare, but she ignored him and said, "Watched the dainty girl twirl - as graceful as when she fights."
Jayne crosses his arms and looked away. "Weren't nothin' like that. I just thought it was funny - somethin' so fancified and prissy bein' like them moves she uses to take someone down."
"Couldn't voice it," River told them all sagely, nodding along as she spoke. "Gave him the words." She looked at him, grinning slyly. "Speak, boy, and you'll get a biscuit."
"Hey! I ain't no ruttin' dog!" Jayne said angrily, banging two meaty fists on the table.
Trying to ward off an argument, Kaylee asked, "Well, what words she talkin' 'bout, huh, Jayne? I bet they're real pretty, jus' like River's dancin'."
He seemed appeased. "Okay - only 'cause I can remember 'em." He sneered at River. "I ain't stupid." She only grinned good-naturedly, then stuck out her tongue. Jayne shot her a dirty look, then scrunched up his face, trying to recall what River had said - what had so disconcertingly matched his own thoughts. "It was som'in 'bout... She's walkin' in the night, with cloudless climbin' on starry skies. An' all that's best of dark an' light meetin' her aspect and her eyes."
Simon sputtered, recognizing the mangled verse. "That's what you think about my sister?"
Jayne frowned. "What? I ain't said nothin' wrong, and them's her words, not mine. And it's like her, I guess, 'cause we're in the black so much, so night - an' then she's a dancer and a gorram crazy assassin-woman, too. S'dark an' light."
River giggled again, looking at Simon with a large, mischievous grin.
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written 25 June 2008
I have been watching Firefly and Doctor Who almost non-stop today. Most enjoyable. Heh.
OH! Also, though... I am nearly done with "ICOE" chapter 24. SO CLOSE TO COMPLETION! Yay.
-ILB
ruler of the lifestyles-verse
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