I swear, sometimes...gah. I think my cheeks are red. Not much matter, though. It's not like anyone will see me this flustered. And I ruined one of my favorite teacups, too ( Read more... )

I should have just stayed on the bridge. I could have just sent Kaylee to inform Inara that we were going to move out of town a piece. Hell, I could have sent Jayne. He couldn't have mucked up a simple task as much as I had, considering. Or, second thought, I suppose he could of. Plus, it's not like we were blasting off to the Outer Rim. Just down ( Read more... )

I ran though the halls of her, my feet pounding hard on steel. He was closing me in. Keeping me trapped in small confines. The math tried to show me his error. Miscalculation. Mistake. Wrong. It was wrong, he didn't know it. I knew it. Knew it inside. Things mixing in my brain. Ideas forming. Molding into nothing again ( Read more... )

Kaylee left Mal's quarters feeling as though the entire situation had been left unresolved. Frowning the whole way, she walked from the crew quarters to the galley with her hands in her pockets, her eyes trained on her feet and the floor in front of them as she walked. She felt a little guilty, something she hadn't realized when she'd been talking ( Read more... )

After a certain meddlesome mechanic had nearly chased me from my own quarters, she disappeared to do something in the engine room. Something that I prayed was more maintenance than repair, as we couldn't afford any major part-replacement at this juncture ( Read more... )

Resting, she was resting. Tired from all the travel, working so hard to keep me safe. Keep me hidden from those that wanted to harm. Cut. Unmake me. Filled to the brim with unsaid words, I let them echo within me. All should be quiet. Calm. What wasn't said was louder than I could silence. He could have told her. It would have been okay. Words ( Read more... )

This wouldn't do. This wouldn't do at all. How had I, Jubal Early, end up grounded on this behemoth of a boat? I needed to be out in the black, searching for River, scenting her on the solar winds. Not standing before a magistrate and trying to explain what happened on some satellite moon that was none of my fault and certainly nothing of ( Read more... )

Justine parted ways with Austen long before she reached Badger's offices. She enjoyed Austen's company, but she didn't want him with her for this. Besides, she already had the feeling that Austen was unhappy with her. She didn't want to make that worse. She knew he wouldn't approve of her bargaining with Badger, especially the methods she might ( Read more... )

Inara woke up that morning with swollen eyes, her satin sheets wrapped tightly about her legs. Unsettling dreams had plagued her the night before, and she had not slept very soundly. She sighed as she woke, looking up into the draped fabric lining the ceiling of her...Captain Reynolds'...shuttle. Kicking gently at the sheets, she swung her legs ( Read more... )

I awoke to find myself in a foul mood. My face and my chest hurt. I'd made it to 160, as promised to Jayne last night, but it was at the expense of my health. Perhaps it was the whiskey I'd so haphazardly imbibed, or the disgusting late night snack I'd made of some rancid protein. Or ...perhaps Serenity had just absorbed the sour feelings of the ( Read more... )