Leave it to Reavers...

Thursday, February 24, 2005 5:03 AM

...to ruin a perfectly good dream.

So I was sleeping pretty hard, as I do now that I think I'm 18 and started rowing at 5 am again, minding my own buisiness, when a couple of reavers show up and, I'm man enough to admit, freak me out. As far as I was concerned I was on my last ship hanging out in the hanger watching one of the manliest women I know do pushups with one of my high school friends standing on her back. I suppose I should have recognized the forshadowing when a man with a knife lunged at me demanding that I learn to protect myself. Then I'm in space, on a ship that is definitely not Serenity, crewed by our BDH's (and me, though I can only assume I was there as cannon fodder) when some reavers showed up and got on board. The entire crew, except for Book, uncharateristically ran away screaming. So it's me and Book fighting two reavers. He was pretty much a badass. I was pretty much a little girl. It was scary and I woke up feeling emasculated. Gorram reavers.

Droppy

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