Blue Sun Room FICTION - GENERAL

Dead Things

Thursday, May 27, 2004

Set during 'Out of Gas', Jayne and Book talk on the shuttle as they leave Serenity.

CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 3559    RATING: 8.0 (G)    SERIES: FIREFLY

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DISCLAIMER: I don’t own the characters. I’m just in love with them. Joss is a God :)

CHARACTERS: Book, Jayne

RATING: G

SPOILERS: Out of Gas

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NOTES: Requested by newbabel, part of the

THANKS: to FuzzyBen for reading it first, and telling me the characters sound right.

It's not right. It's gorram wrong. Leavin' Mal, runnin' away. Serenity, dead in the water. And sittin' here, surrounded by frippery and femininity. Place smells funny, too. Kaylee and Inara're pleasant enough to look at, but the Shepherd .... Well, at least I ain't on the other shuttle with that brain-fried girl and her brother. Small mercies.

Ah, hell, here comes the Shepherd.

"Jayne. Can I have a word with you?"

Why reply? He's gonna talk anyway. "Don't preach to me. Not now."

Shepherd Book settles himself next to Jayne, perches on a beaded cushion next to the shuttle door. "Are you all right? You look ... upset."

Jayne can't help himself, spills words. "It's gorram wrong! We shouldn't've left the Captain. Shouldn't have left the ship." His face creases and he wrinkles his nose fiercely, scowls at the room.

The Shepherd looks down at his book - Book and his book - over at Kaylee sitting miserable on the bed, back to Jayne. "We did what the Captain ordered. I know it's hard, Jayne. But this way we have a chance of finding help, of finding safety. The Captain is giving his life so we can live ..."

"Bi zui! Mal's not God, he's not sacrificin' himself for us! He's stoopid an' thick-headed an' he should've come with us!" He stops, blinks hard. Continues. "It's not right to die like that. Not right to die slowly, without a man holding a gun to you." He speaks bitterly. "I would have shot him if he'd let me. It would have been the right thing."

Book shakes his head, gently. "No, my son.

Comments
Thursday, 27 May 2004 12:35
Excellent, I really liked this and you had Jayne nailed. *Xiexie ni*, Ali D
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JAZMYN
Friday, 18 March 2005 10:28
I LIKE IT IT WAS VERY WELL DONE AND U CAPTURED JAYNE WELL
Thursday, 21 December 2006 07:45
I always suspected jayne had this brotherly type respect for Mal. I guess in the situation, I would have pegged him as glad to be out of the dying ship and probably still devoting a lot of thought to living through the shuttle trip. But I guess even Jayne can take time out of thinking about himself to worry about how the captain should die with honor. I like you're writing style. It is very smooth so that you sail through the words, sink into the scene, and forget you are reading. That is a rare gift. I'm interested to see if you can maintain that level for longer pieces. I guess I'll float through more of your work and see.

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