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When the Devil Drives - Chapter Two

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Work is hard to find, especially when the Alliance has poured soldiers all over Persephone and they're starting to ooze towards you...

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Note - if you read the first chapter right after it was posted, you might want to head back and check to make sure you haven't missed anything. I managed to forget half the first chapter and had to repost it. Consarn cortex...

Chapter Two – Dinner Belle

“What do you think, Zoe,” Mal asked. “Should we just surrender now? Or go out with guns blazing?”

“I’m not the blazing type, sir,” Zoe replied.

They were still watching endless lines of soldiers marching past, but this time from a more casual setting. Despite all the different traditions, religions, creeds, and habits that mankind exported in their mad dash from Earth That Was or whipped up afterwards, one thing remained constant throughout all the worlds: whenever more than a few people gather together, a bar will occur. It may be a tavern, a pub, a club, or a dive, it may have a polished bar or a few planks over some barrels, there or may not be people dancing voluntarily, but it will always have the same irreducible elements that define a bar: smoke, the smell of old alcohol and older sweat, a sense of welcome if you belong and menace if you don’t, and darkness deep enough to hide in if you’ve a mind to. This one had more than enough of all of that, with extra helpings of disreputable denizens who looked like they might take offense at a visitor’s intolerable habit of breathing. It was an excellent place to do business when your business might not withstand close scrutiny.

Right now it felt like a bunker. There had been bucketloads of soldiers visible around the Eavesdown docks, no surprise there. But the rest of the city seemed to have more than their fair share of military presence as well and that bothered Mal all the way down to his chewy center.

Persephone was about as close to the Core as he felt comfortable these days. There was a hefty chunk of upper class folks and their snooty ways here, and too much Alliance presence for him to ever be com

Comments
Tuesday, 20 June 2006 21:15
This is the business! I'm off to try and find everything else you've written.
2X2
Wednesday, 21 June 2006 01:17
Heeeee! Oh, I love it!! River askin' Inara.. not quite what Mal was expectin', I'd say! *G*

Good stuff...the scene with the boy and the soldier was excellent, well done, and fully believable...

more!!
Sunday, 25 June 2006 04:52
Oh...Mal is gonna be so gorram pissed when he finds out what Tommy Stove & co. are doing to instigate a 2nd Unification War...there might even be some deliciously Mal-like diatribing to come!

;)

Loving this, CABridges! Can't wait for part 3:D

BEB
Thursday, 06 July 2006 17:27
“Uh huh. Just don’t expect me to adopt none of them kids. Got no room on the boat and it takes forever to cook one up proper.” Kaylee smacked him on the arm as Stove hid a smile behind manicured hands.

This line just made me love Mal even more. This story is fantastic! Well, on to chapter 3...

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