(no subject)
It's been a good few days back home. Quiet, now that Mal's back, but good.
That's probably why they've been good.
Cane in hand, Wash slides the door back with a muted clank, humming softly to himself. He's taken all of five steps before he stumbles, nearly losing his grip on his cane, face ashen with horror.
It's not because of anything physical.
It's because of who he sees on the other side of the room.
[plotlocked, say xiexie.]
That's probably why they've been good.
Cane in hand, Wash slides the door back with a muted clank, humming softly to himself. He's taken all of five steps before he stumbles, nearly losing his grip on his cane, face ashen with horror.
It's not because of anything physical.
It's because of who he sees on the other side of the room.
[plotlocked, say xiexie.]