Chapter 22.
It belongs to Joss and all those business people. I'm just playing.
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, , , BS Book II, BS Book III, Chapter 1. Timing, pairings, and canon blurbs are in my . Many thanks to desertgirl for the beta read.
Zoë straightened stiffly, stepped back from the dining room table, and propped her right hand on her hip. Her fingers touched leather and cold steel; she was still armed, and meant to remain that way for the foreseeable future. She hadn’t even let her gun leave her reach while Wash bandaged her injuries, which were bloody but would heal. The cuts stung, especially the bite wound in her right palm, but she hadn’t let her husband give her any numbing medication. She needed her senses sharp.
Despite the quiet hour that had passed since they escaped the Reaver attack on Oeneus, the few who remained of Serenity’s crew felt no where near safe and secure in their home. They couldn’t be sure that no Reavers lurked in the dark crevices of the Firefly, even following a thorough search of the ship and a full venting to the Black of the cargo bay, lower deck, and engine room.
Few things irked Zoë more than fearing shadows while having nothing to actually strike out against. She itched to let those creatures know exactly wha
The time between my postings is awful. Especially when I'm so very close to finishing this fic! Sorry about that. I'm afraid the next chapter is pretty incomplete, so it won't be soon. I'll do what I can to move it along!
And yes, Inara's story will be finished. Mal's too. The flashbacks from book 2 needed one more "episode" each: Inara's ending, Mal's beginning. (His story went backward in time, right?) I once meant to put all of Inara's conclusion here, but I think it works better to make you wait for the second half. I think you'll understand why when we get there.
Oh - and as for how a large bathing tub got on her shuttle, and why we never saw it before... I've been pondering that for a while, and just decided to hell with it. The props department brought it in and built a new storage closet onthe set, and they did such a good job that it looks like it's been there all the time and no one should even notice that it hasn't. All right? :)
And it was very good. :)
I'm just glad to see you posting, don't worry about the frequency of it.
I'm so glad to see another installment of Back Stories, m4p! This is my favorite ongoing work of fiction in BSR, and I hope that whatever is going on in your real life allows you to write and post more soon. I've read everything from Fish Job to the current posting several times, and this one is right up there with Guildsister's Blue Sun Job. So thank you, thank you, for continuing the good work.
At last, we find out more of Inara's backstory.
“We’ll have a nice dinner, take in the sights, shop for shoes" --great line for Zoe. Of course, your characterizations are so spot on!
--ebfiddler
I'm using this in one of my fics (when I get around to posting them) but you can borrow the idea if you like it.
--eb
As far as space limitations - my rationality is that this ship isn't like a submarine. It's not super tight on space. Look how big the bridge and the dining room are! OK, maybe that's just necessary for the camera crew to fit, but it could also be explained in fannon. In this future, ships are homes and are made to be comfortable, and the way the fuel/artificial gravity works, a little extra mass isn't such a big big deal.
Is my theory, anyway. :)
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