The nights on Serenity are getting longer and longer, the closer they come to Kaylee and Simon leaving. Or maybe it's the more Mal mutters under his breath, the less he talks to either leaving party, that makes it so long ( Read more... )

Out of Milliways, backtimed to December 9:

I have no idea how this happens
All of my maps have been overthrown
Happenstance has changed my plans
So many times my heart has been outgrown

Mal's all dirty ( Read more... )

The days in Milliways are long and dull for the new girl who hasn't made any real connections yet. She finds herself with a lot of free time to kill- something that Helena isn't used to at all. So she does what any good vigilante does when faced with endless days of captivity: she trains. A lot. Currently you can find her outside by the lake, doing ( Read more... )

[In the garage:

"Just. They're makin' another hole in 'er."]

[In Forks, Washington, under a constant cover of clouds and rain...

A man and a woman go with a vampire to get tattoos.

Mal's plans never really do run smooth. Ish.]

[sparkletags: carlisle cullen, alice cullen]

Inara's in the Bar, sitting in a booth, with her customary cup of tea. Not so customary are the sheets of paper scattered around her, each with a half finished enso started. The zen circles aren't perfect and as Inara works, her tongue sticking between her teeth, it's obvious that it's starting to get on her nerves ( Read more... )

[OOM:

"Ever think o' getting a tattoo?"]

[ooc: Warnings for Mal and Inara making with the boot-knockin'.]

Naomi's on the mend; she's running around almost as usual, now, but she's more prone than usual to abrupt (and very cranky) bouts of tiredness. Wash and Zoe are, unsurprisingly, watching her with the eagle eyes of worried, protective parents who only have one toddler to mind. Simon stopped by yesterday evening, pronounced her nearly well, and ( Read more... )

Carlisle had been trying to go to work.

Apparently the Forks hospital ER entrance has turned into the end of the universe.

Hrmph, says the pale blond in the labcoat.

[ooc: working, so slow.]

[tinytag: carlisle cullen]

[Off to lunch. Back. No more new threads please unless you're threadhopping to talk to someone else. xD]