More Firefly Dreamin'

Monday, July 17, 2006 10:18 PM

And more. And more.

Don't know what's going on in my unconscious mind. Frankly, don't care. Some of these dreams have turned into nice fluffy plot bunnies, and....bittersweet though it is, they have caused a rift in my affections.

Well, first the plot bunny.

The dream I had the other night was post-BDM. Most of it was pretty vague, but I think some Independent extremists had approached Mal and Zoe wanting them to lead a renewed assault against the Alliance - basically restarting the war. Neither of them was particularly keen on the idea, but the extremists were persuasive.

So eventually they kidnapped River. Bad move. This part I remember unmistakably.

We all went in - me, too; guns blazing a la War Stories. Mal was freakin' pissed, but do you expect anything else? Jayne was having the time of his life, but...well, yeah. Jayne. Have to say the resistance didn't waste any time crumbling since they weren't expecting us. Eventually Mal and I split off and burst into that good ol' pitch-black, sparsely furnished room where they like to keep prisoners. And indeed, there was poor little River trussed up and lying on the nasty concrete floor waiting for us. I was miffed to say the least - however it didn't hold me from making a mad dash over, giving her a hug and cutting her loose.

And thus we were out of the frying pan and into the fire; namely, Mal's final showdown with the big guy. Numerous words were exchanged about loyalty, sacrifice, misery and destruction before Mal finally had enough and blasted the guy in the gut. Got no positive answers to his question about whether anybody had a problem with that.

That's all she wrote - except for one more bout of tonsil hockey between me and River............

I love those dreams.

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