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There aren't too many places to be on a Firefly like this. (At least, not for people. Smuggled cargo is another matter.) The longer you live on one, the more you find, but all the same, space is limited.
River's not trying to be hidden right now, though. Whether or not she succeeds.
She's just on the bridge, tucked into a tidy bundle in front of the copilot's console, looking out at the stars.
No atmo to block the way here; nothing but a thick vacuum-sealed window. You'll never see them as clear anywhere else.
River's not trying to be hidden right now, though. Whether or not she succeeds.
She's just on the bridge, tucked into a tidy bundle in front of the copilot's console, looking out at the stars.
No atmo to block the way here; nothing but a thick vacuum-sealed window. You'll never see them as clear anywhere else.