Gen: Iniquitous, Chapter 4
Fic Title: Iniquitous, Chapter 4
Setting: Post-Series/Pre-BDM
Chapter Rating: PG13
Warnings: Mouse-over translations.
Iniquitous Organizational Post
Mal’s eye were wide and his mouth hung open as he stared in amazement at the empty space the prize Lassiter once lay nestled from his crouched position before the hidey-hole. His hands tightened around the metal framework and he hung his head for a moment, closing his eyes.
"Sir?"
"qiangbao houzi de jian huo !" Mal shot to his feet causing Zoe and Jayne to take quick steps backward to avoid a collision.
"How the hell did she...we're in the middle of space!" Mal yelp his voice hitting higher octaves at the end of the statement, waving his hands around at nothing in particular. "Wash, you pull over when I wasn't lookin?"
"Me? Mal I think I woulda noticed what with the BEING IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!"
"Wash."
"What? Honey he's..."
"I don't believe this! She's gotta still be here at least close by. Wash were the hell did that wave come from?"
"Ummmmm..."
"You think you might trouble yourself to go find out?" Mal was going from shocked to angry in record time and he was having a hard time keep it under control.
"Yeah, I'm on it." with those words Wash turned and made for the cockpit with haste.
"Jayne, check the ship. See if you can figure out how the hell she got in here. If she happens to still be here, shoot her."
Jayne grin a wide malicious grin and all but skipped from the shuttle to perform his task.
"Zoe let's go gets some folk on the line and see if we can't find ourselves a red-haired rat."
"You really think she's trying to sell it already sir?"
"If she has it, she's putting it out there, no doubt about that."
"Mal, I can..."
"Not now Inara us petty criminals have work to do."
Zoe followed Mal out and toward the bridge, neither of them noticing the roll of the companion's eyes of the disgusted look on her face as she left for her own shuttle on the other side of the ship's catwalk.
"I'll just, stand here then." Kaylee said dejectedly to the retreating backsides of her shipmates.
Back in the dinning room Simon had managed to get River settled into a chair and was helping Shepherd clean the mess that his sister had made.
"Well, I can say one thing for your sister son, she certainly know how to make a mess." Book said with an amused smile.
"Yes, it always was one of her best talents. Usually with my things."
"Gotta turn the right rock. It's worth more when she has to work at it." River giggled from her place at the table.
"Hmmmm?" Simon looked up from scooping moist, sticky protein back into the pan "What?"
"You never did play very well." she answered with a sigh "Always took too long."
Setting: Post-Series/Pre-BDM
Chapter Rating: PG13
Warnings: Mouse-over translations.
Iniquitous Organizational Post
Mal’s eye were wide and his mouth hung open as he stared in amazement at the empty space the prize Lassiter once lay nestled from his crouched position before the hidey-hole. His hands tightened around the metal framework and he hung his head for a moment, closing his eyes.
"Sir?"
"qiangbao houzi de jian huo !" Mal shot to his feet causing Zoe and Jayne to take quick steps backward to avoid a collision.
"How the hell did she...we're in the middle of space!" Mal yelp his voice hitting higher octaves at the end of the statement, waving his hands around at nothing in particular. "Wash, you pull over when I wasn't lookin?"
"Me? Mal I think I woulda noticed what with the BEING IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!"
"Wash."
"What? Honey he's..."
"I don't believe this! She's gotta still be here at least close by. Wash were the hell did that wave come from?"
"Ummmmm..."
"You think you might trouble yourself to go find out?" Mal was going from shocked to angry in record time and he was having a hard time keep it under control.
"Yeah, I'm on it." with those words Wash turned and made for the cockpit with haste.
"Jayne, check the ship. See if you can figure out how the hell she got in here. If she happens to still be here, shoot her."
Jayne grin a wide malicious grin and all but skipped from the shuttle to perform his task.
"Zoe let's go gets some folk on the line and see if we can't find ourselves a red-haired rat."
"You really think she's trying to sell it already sir?"
"If she has it, she's putting it out there, no doubt about that."
"Mal, I can..."
"Not now Inara us petty criminals have work to do."
Zoe followed Mal out and toward the bridge, neither of them noticing the roll of the companion's eyes of the disgusted look on her face as she left for her own shuttle on the other side of the ship's catwalk.
"I'll just, stand here then." Kaylee said dejectedly to the retreating backsides of her shipmates.
Back in the dinning room Simon had managed to get River settled into a chair and was helping Shepherd clean the mess that his sister had made.
"Well, I can say one thing for your sister son, she certainly know how to make a mess." Book said with an amused smile.
"Yes, it always was one of her best talents. Usually with my things."
"Gotta turn the right rock. It's worth more when she has to work at it." River giggled from her place at the table.
"Hmmmm?" Simon looked up from scooping moist, sticky protein back into the pan "What?"
"You never did play very well." she answered with a sigh "Always took too long."