It wasn't that the ship, Stacy, was silent. There were people running about, engines groaning and the walls creaking. Stacy was far from that. however, there was no... life. No mothers coddling babes or work-men selling their wares. There was children, but they were older than their ages permitted, and she didn't exactly know what to make of them ( Read more... )

There was no other way of putting it. Mal Reynolds was in a terrible mood. Whether what he was doing fell under the category of sulking or mourning, he was just not dealing well with the supposed loss of everything and everyone he knew. He went through the motions of talking to a few people, asking them questions about Stacy and their purpose; he ( Read more... )

[ooc: Newbie Helpers List | Instructions: Post your character with one post establishing them as being podpopped. If you would like to play out them talking to the AI, please send an email to the mods making the request--we do this only by request. Then move onto the big Newbie Meeting. Once your character has gotten the rundown from the old crew, ( Read more... )