Today is a Whole New Day
Friday, May 23, 2003
Part Three of the Ghosts of Serenity storyline
CATEGORY: FICTION TIMES READ: 3073 RATING: 9.0 (G) SERIES: FIREFLY
Here we go, on to part three. This madness is spiraling out of control, and I do believe it's giving birth to a whole ongoing storyline. We'll see. I'm figuring on at least one and probably two more stories in the line, and all commentary and thoughts are welcome. Thanks for all the positive response that's come in so far.
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Cafferty barely managed to yank the pliers back before the man snapped his jaws shut with a convulsive yelp.
"More 'shine?" he said, offering up the bottle of homebrew. He'd never claim it was good product, but it was his most plentiful anaesthetic, coming from the still in back of his office/apartment. His patient nodded fervently and seized the bottle like a drowning man would a life preserver. Knowing Hicks, it wasn't just the pain of a busted tooth that encouraged him to take another hearty pull from the bottle. The man was known far and wide for his capacious ability to hold massive quantities of alcohol, regardless of quality.
"What I was sayin', doc," continued his friend Edwards, standing to the side of the table with his hat furled in his hands "You gave that Allie-cat a good lick, yesterday, hell of a good shot if I do say so myself, and I done kicked in more'n a few men's chests betwixt here and Pasquale. Thing of it is, if'n they wanna make a thing of it, I'll step right up and say it was me that done it. Hell, it ain't no thing. Worst they could do is toss me in the Hole, and me and Hicksie done so much time down there that we're acquainted with all the roaches on a first name basis, feels more like home than my bunk down at the communal."
Cafferty looked at him, stunned. This was the closest thing, hell, it was the first good thing he'd ever really gotten around here, outside of his circle of veterans. At best, he got cold politeness, even when he'd gotten the Merino family through that nasty breach-birth four months ago. Talk about flying by the seat of your pants...
"I..." he said, then closed his mouth and
You have created a wonderful view of the REST of Firefly's universe. Expanded the horizon quite a bit! On top of that, you're a damn fine writer.
Very interesting to hear from the victors point of view. Wars do have a habit of turning people into drunks though. Chalk that up as another bad thing.
This guy has a very grudging respect for Browncoats but it also sounds like he and some of the other vets are suffering from post-traumatic stress.
I think that's Mal's problem but he'll never admit to it.
No, wait.
Can we just do this with harsh language?
Seriously, I've been in a real zone with this production. Can't say that my usual product necessarily comes up to this level, but I figure we'll ride the wave while it lasts.
Oh, and I've gotten several comments about establishing characters outside the show. Three reasons for that. First off, I'm just really not comfortable writing for other people's characters. I never feel like I quite get the nuances right. Secondly, developing my own characters allows me a lot more freedom and frees me from having to worry about contradicting all the official Firefly goodness we have coming in the future. Finally, for most genres, I enjoy seeing other writers jump in and explore storylines off the beaten path of the main creator(s).
In their own way, this group of Alliance vets is a group of people history stepped on just the same as it did to the crew of Serenity.
BC- Yeah, you could say that. POTS is not very well understood by the public at large. There are any number of quirks and survival habits people pick up in high-danger environments that they never quite lose for the rest of their lives. There are also any number of triggers that can drop a person right back into responses and memories that they'd figured were long buried. I'm not doing 'psychotic veteran' stories, but these people were made by their experiences in the war, and like anybody who's been there, they'll never be quite like the rest of the human race ever again.
Okay, more writing, less talking. I can take a hint, people. Next one is in the works, and time allowing, I'm figuring that this is into the 'ongoing storyline' section now.
*noogie*
True Archer but then we are all the some of our life experiences. Whether they be good or bad and I think most people understand that when they put on a uniform any kind of uniform.
I think that it's great that you are giving us a picture of the other side - cause if we think about it, I suppose that we can't steriotype all Alliance as idiots. There must be some decent folks out there that just believed in something different.
It's typical that Mal decided to wear his browncoat on Unification Day - just typical!
But I want to know how Miloslaw knew Mal. And I think that it's great how you had Mal as the only one left as the highest in command in Serenity Valley, keepin the troups together. It's weird how they both saw each other and seem to have a grudging respect for each other. Weird, but nice.
Please update with another unstallment soon!
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