Mmm. Taste Like Cowboys in Space.

[toldthestars]

I got myself one mighty hankering for some Firefly fic. I swear, every time I watch that show/feature film, Capt. Malcolm Reynolds and Ms. Zoe Washburne just get more and more sexy. Something about the combination of a gun holster, war trauma, ambiguous morales and a wry sense of humor really gets me going.

Let’s not even talk about the leather vest. How do you say "Yes, ma'am/sir" in crappy future Chinese?