TITLE: "HANNIBAL COBB"
AUTHOR: Alison M. DOBELL
FANDOM: "FIREFLY"
PAIRING: No specific pairing.
RATING: G.
STATUS: SEQUEL to "HIDE AND SEEK"
ARCHIVE: Yes. Just let me know where.
FEEDBACK: Welcomed.
EMAIL: AlisonMDobell@aol.com
WEBSITE: http://unilelu.net/Alison/Ali00.html
SUMMARY: "Inara makes a decision knowing the Guild will
not raise a finger to help. Jayne prepares to meet a messy
but glorious end."
The usual disclaimers apply. The characters and 'Firefly'
are the property and gift of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
No infringement of copyright is intended.
"HANNIBAL COBB"
"Firefly" story
Written by Alison M. DOBELL
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Being a Companion was like nothing else in the 'verse. Ever since she was fourteen Inara had been in training. Excited beyond coherent speech at all the elegance and finery surrounding her, the polite yet serious training exposing every one of her childhood dreams to the realm where anything seemed possible. The girls at the Training House imitating their elders in a parody of life to come. Then growing older, meeting more challenges than Inara could have imagined. Learning the dialect and mannerisms of a hundred worlds and bringing elegance to bear upon them all. At at early age she had been taught, as they all had, to *know thy enemy*. By being a friend to all they could be an enemy to all. It had been a lesson never so bitterly understood in all its' ramifications until now. Inara Serra had never expected after all this time to be revisiting the basic lessons of her youth.
"I did what I thought was right." Sheydra was saying, not a flicker of remorse on her beautiful face. Perfection had never seemed so flawed.
"You had no right!" Inara seethed over the comlink. Her control just barely kept in check though anyone could see she was furious.
Sheydra leant towards the screen. "I had *every* right, Inara. You were being groomed to be the next House
Very well done and I love Simon's dry humor when talking about extending his practice to animals.
Looking forward to the next part.
More?
Vera
"You weren't protecting me, Sheydra." Said Inara quietly, the anger gone as quickly as it had come. Sheydra wasn't quite sure what had replaced it, the swirl of subtle emotions too numerous and fleeting. "You were protecting the position. Protecting House Madrassa." *you write an angry Inara very well, elegant and with force.
It was the Shepherd who tried to make sense of what River was saying, his deep even voice settling the nervous ears of his reluctant flock while straining to understand every confusing word. *dialogue aside, this is wonderful description of book. Oh yeah, and the dialogue IS great too.
The beast lowered her head and gently nudged the non-responsive Captain then cut a look up at Simon. *Good description of a maternal panther beast!
No, what he needed was information and he was quite prepared to extract it from the gasping remains of Jayne Cobb a layer of skin at a time. *Great character development here, very cool that he's already making plans for his interogation of Jayne, and is lack of concern for his falling soldiers.
But Jayne didn't speak Pacyderm and the elephant didn't speak Jayne Cobb. They stared at each other then other faces crowded round startling the big man. Either he was seeing double, no treble, no quadruple, no... good gorram, the whole rutting place was filled with them! Everywhere he looked, elephants stared back at him! *ROTFL...this is awesome!
The name of this part...fabulous! Before I read I was picturing Jayne perched atop one of the beasts riding in to stomp all over the Alliance Reds. Wonderful part.
Waiting for more.
Spacie.
Amazing stuff here, Alison! Gotta admit though...I thought the title was referencing Thomas Harris (Red Dragon, Silence of the Lambs, etc.) rather than ancient history:$
BEB
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