BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - GENERAL

AGENTRUSCO

In the Dark
Thursday, April 27, 2006

Ok, this one can likely be added to the fic I've called 'Not so Shiny.' However, my muse comes and goes and I haven't got the connection yet. Please give me some suggestions. Or take this all by itself and tell me what you think. Just remember that it is by no means complete.


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"I can take the sky from you, Captain Reynolds." Commander Brighton eyed him from across the table. "Your precious ship: I can dust it. Your loyal crew: imprisoned, exiled, executed. I can tear you limb from limb. So I suggest you help us out. Help me get what I want."

Mal eyed Brighton right back; said nothing.

Brighton tilted his head slightly. "Nothing, Captain? Nothing at all you want to say to me?"

"The things I want to say, you wouldn't be so keen on." Mal stated bluntly.

An evil glint lit the Commander's eyes. "You are going down. You will break."

"We'll see." Mal said; rose; walked away. It would have been more dramatic perhaps if he could have slammed a door, but he couldn’t. A guard took his bound arm and led him from the room.

"You are nothing, Captain Reynolds." Brighton called after him.

"Apparently, I'm important." Mal told the guard jovially. -----------------------------------

"You realize that your Captain is doing nothing to help your situation." Brighton's statement was also a question. Zoe's eyebrows went up with the inflection. She remained stoically silent. "He will not do anything to save you. To save your husband. Why do you think?" Zoe just shrugged subtly. "Does he even care?"

"I don’t," Zoe finally interjected, "care." She did not speak for the rest of the session. The Commander asked, suggested, stated, and threatened, but got nothing in return. Finally he sent her away. ------------------------------------

"I ain't tellin' you a gorram thing! Hell, I don’t even know a gorram thing." Jayne leaned forward, staring intently at Commander Brighton. The guards eased closer.

"Fair enough." Brighton reclined. "I don't need anything from you."

Jayne leaned back again, confused. His brow wrinkled. "Then why?"

"Because." Brighton's lip curved into a semblance of a smile.

When so few things unnerved Jayne, that answer did. His face grew noticeable pallid as Brighton's sneer widened. ----------------------------------

Wash sat in his cell. It was not really a cell, just a plain white room with a door and a chair. He sat upon the chair, head in his hands. How had it come to this? What had gone wrong? ----------------------------------

Kaylee sobbed quietly in a corner of the imposing room. She had avoided the chair in favor of the polished floor. She sat with her back against the cold white wall.

COMMENTS

Thursday, April 27, 2006 4:28 PM

LAUGHINGMUSE


Dare I ask where Simon and River are...?

Thursday, April 27, 2006 4:31 PM

AGENTRUSCO


Jist haven't got that far yet... I dunno. Where are they?

Thursday, April 27, 2006 7:34 PM

BLUEEYEDBRIGADIER


Oh...crap. Things have gone much pear-shpaed for the BDHs. Simon, River and Inara as MIA; Book is either MIA with other three, dead or he's the reason:(

BEB

Friday, April 28, 2006 6:32 AM

AMDOBELL


This would be so much shinier if it wasn't so short it feels truncated. Where are the others and what is going on? Hope the next part is longer so we can get our teeth into it. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me

Friday, April 28, 2006 9:08 PM

AGENTRUSCO


its not done yet. i need suggestions and the like...

Monday, May 1, 2006 7:31 AM

AGENTRUSCO


Thanks for the material. Some ideas I can work with if my muse ever returns.

Wednesday, May 3, 2006 7:37 PM

AGENTRUSCO


Thanks again for the wondrous suggestions... I dunno who you are... I was thinking something along the lines of Book's past. But I still need to figure out... stuff.

Sunday, July 2, 2006 5:30 AM

BELLONA


"I ain't tellin' you a gorram thing! Hell, I don’t even know a gorram thing."
never was a truer word spoken *smirk*

b


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