[The feed clicks on the screen is dark but a voice can be heard ( Read more... )

[Feed opens on black paws, black as in his skin, not fur. There are short hairs growing, just as black as his skin, however. Everything from paws up is covered in impressive bandaging.

In those paws is a small figurine of Buddha made from wood. His other paw holds the carving utensil, and there's a blowing of air from off screen. Shavings float ( Read more... )

[The video cuts on as though of its own accord. There is no static, no hesitance, and the woman holding the tablet, her expression determined and slightly aloof, doesn't appear to be holding a tablet as she addresses those who see the feed.Many of you have been expecting an explanation for a long time. Others have received information from these ( Read more... )

[[ooc;; backdated to earlier in the evening on the 6th]]

[Contrary to popular belief, Mal will call for help when he thinks it's necessary. He just doesn't think it's necessary all that often. This, though? When he's not sure if he can make it from his office to the clinic?

He needs help.]

Gonna need... [A pause, and a cough.] ... need a hand ( Read more... )

[Someone's using his tablet to squish spiders. At some point on impact, it turns on. The peculiar thud-squish of impact and splatter momentarily drowns out the cursing.

Momentarily. It's back in full force in the next moment.

The feed skews wildly as Spike knocks another spider for a loop, then steps on it.

He's still cursing.]

[The footsteps are urgent. There's smoke rising into the bright sky. Smoke and dust and death: in the background, the settlement is what amounts to a war zone. Mal rounds the embankment, skidding as he turns to see the thing he almost expected and never wanted. He stops long enough to bark an order at Jayne, behind him:] Get the Doc. [He doesn't ( Read more... )

[The feed starts itself with the sound of static and then shifts to show the dim interior that was once Inara's shuttle.....]
( cut for video memory... )

[It is quiet, at first, save for barely audible whimpering. As it progresses, however, the whimpering grows louder, and it can't be a dog. Couldn't be a hellhound, either. Of course not. But a dog doesn't really make noises that humble and terrified, does it?My ears have been aflame for days now. Burning sometime ago, but it has grown from tickling ( Read more... )

All right. I admit that when I first arrived... [She sighs and shakes her head.] I wondered what sort of mass hallucination you all were sharing.

[Her eyes shift to the side and she crosses her arms.] And I basically tried to keep my distance, because I wasn't wanting to get sucked into whatever LaLa-Land you all were visiting ( Read more... )

[It appears, this time, that the tablet has been thrown and the video catches sight of something entirely unpleasant ( Read more... )