Torchwood/Firefly fic excerpt
The muse for the Serenity falls through the Rift fic also appeared, to the tune of 750-ish words.
There's a River and Simon bit here - http://laurab1.livejournal.com/199297.html
And this story decided it wanted to be a kind of sequel to that Jack/Inara pr0n I wrote - http://laurab1.livejournal.com/154310.html
Have a 200-ish words excerpt :
“Five pretty ladies,” Jack says, looking around. Inara, Zoe, Kaylee, River and the ship. “I’m being spoilt, here. Kinda wishing I’d stuck around, now.”
“I’m only seeing four.”
“I think Jack’s counting Serenity, Cap’n.”
“I knew that, mei-mei," Mal says, too quickly.
Jack smiles. “Yeah. And your ship’s always the prettiest lady of all, Mal. Treat her like a woman, and she’ll see you right.”
“Don’t you go stealing my boat, Harkness.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
“I ain’t mightily inclined to believe you about that.”
“That’s probably wise. Is she in one piece?”
“Mostly,” Kaylee says. “She told me she’s kinda tore up, but I can’t see where, yet.”
“She told you? Literally?”
“Serenity’s my girl, Jack. She talks to me all the time. Ships just do, always have.”
“Amazing,” Jack breathes. “A machinavox. C’mon then, Miss Kaylee,” he says, hand at her back, ushering her in the direction of the engines, “you show me your girl’s heart, and I’ll tell you about some friends of mine.” They leave the hold.
“A machina-what?” Jayne asks.
“A machinavox. Someone who can understand what ships and machines say, and reply to them appropriately,” River explains.
There's a River and Simon bit here - http://laurab1.livejournal.com/199297.html
And this story decided it wanted to be a kind of sequel to that Jack/Inara pr0n I wrote - http://laurab1.livejournal.com/154310.html
Have a 200-ish words excerpt :
“Five pretty ladies,” Jack says, looking around. Inara, Zoe, Kaylee, River and the ship. “I’m being spoilt, here. Kinda wishing I’d stuck around, now.”
“I’m only seeing four.”
“I think Jack’s counting Serenity, Cap’n.”
“I knew that, mei-mei," Mal says, too quickly.
Jack smiles. “Yeah. And your ship’s always the prettiest lady of all, Mal. Treat her like a woman, and she’ll see you right.”
“Don’t you go stealing my boat, Harkness.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
“I ain’t mightily inclined to believe you about that.”
“That’s probably wise. Is she in one piece?”
“Mostly,” Kaylee says. “She told me she’s kinda tore up, but I can’t see where, yet.”
“She told you? Literally?”
“Serenity’s my girl, Jack. She talks to me all the time. Ships just do, always have.”
“Amazing,” Jack breathes. “A machinavox. C’mon then, Miss Kaylee,” he says, hand at her back, ushering her in the direction of the engines, “you show me your girl’s heart, and I’ll tell you about some friends of mine.” They leave the hold.
“A machina-what?” Jayne asks.
“A machinavox. Someone who can understand what ships and machines say, and reply to them appropriately,” River explains.