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Down the Rabbit Hole - Chapter Three

Wednesday, January 3, 2007

Mal and Simon on the run from the Feds. Continuing trouble and snark. Not slash. Ever notice they don't see things eye to eye? Yeah.

This has been posted on LJ. I figure a chapter a day here until I run out? That OK? Thanks for the very nice support. Oh, and there is rollover translation.

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Mal silently stepped back across the water and, leaning against the curved wall, motioned for Simon to follow. Footsteps were clearly audible now, originating from a tunnel intersection visible ahead of them. Mal inched forward, gun first, always gun first, scanned around the bend, and returned. He held up a finger to denote one man, and indicated they should stay put.

Simon felt unexpected relief. It would be all right. Someone wouldn’t be searching for them alone, and if Mal had thought the intruder was a threat, he’d have acted. Instead, they would just…wait. Until whoever it was decided to leave.

An amplified voice burst off the chamber walls and sent his heart racing again.

“You see anything down there?”

“All quiet here,” a second voice replied, a man much closer to them than Simon had realized. “Not even a saboteur to welcome me.”

“Makes a nice switch.”

“Sure does. Guess everyone’s busy elsewhere. All right, terminus grate is secure. I’m going to lock it up.”

“Acknowledged.”

“Look, I’m heading straight out from here so I don’t have to go through those gorram

roadblocks again. You sign me out, yeah?”

The com piped something indistinguishable before the voice relented. “Fine.”

“Thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Almost there, Simon thought. Go on home. Go on---

And the floor was vibrating.

“Tzao gao! Come on!”

They raced around the curve in time to see a circular iris door closing in on its center to cut off the route before them. Simon glanced behind him – a similar door was sealing the way they had come. There was no time to think before they were diving through the shrinking opening and Mal was rolling to his feet, gun trained on the soldier at the controls. The Fed had f

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Wednesday, 03 January 2007 19:47
Only one a day?

:(

But I want to read it now!

Wednesday, 03 January 2007 19:58
Wednesday, 03 January 2007 20:18
I first saw this on one of the firefly sites on Live Journal.

It's a fantastic story. I don't care for Simon at all but somehow you are making me like him.

I hope the rest comes soon.
Wednesday, 03 January 2007 20:52
Wow. Excellent take on Simon's reaction to Mal killing someone, and this is so true of Mal as well. He'd shoot someone without visible remorse, because someone has to do it to get them out alive. And, of course, Simon wouldnt' appreciate that.

I've never read your stuff, homespun, and I'm really warming to it. No little errors or uncharacteristic bits to distract from an interesting story, and the action and dialogue are given without excess flabby words. It's a very good read!

I'm so tempted to skip over to live journal... but I'll let it play out here so I can leave comments (it's a New Year's resolution of mine!)
Wednesday, 03 January 2007 23:29
I cheated... I did read it - but I'll read it again and leave comments as each piece goes up. It really is excellent.
Wednesday, 03 January 2007 23:30
Perfect use of dialogue here, Homespun. Even Mal's incredulous and sarcastic responses. You've handled the nuances very well. Looking forward to the next chapter. Keep 'em short and keep 'em wanting...


"You're like a trained ape, [i [without the training."


Rob O.
Wednesday, 03 January 2007 23:32
Perfect use of dialogue here, Homespun. Even Mal's incredulous and sarcastic responses. You've handled the nuances very well. Looking forward to the next chapter. Keep 'em short and keep 'em wanting...


"You're like a trained ape, without the training."


Rob O.
Wednesday, 03 January 2007 23:59
Brilliant as ever. As for Mal killing the man, he couldn't afford to sift through possibilities and politely tell him not to activate his radio. The solution while seeming brutal was a hard necessity. While Simon might never see it that way and just consider the Captain an unfeeling and cold automaton it is that ability to act automatically to danger that has kept Simon and his sister alive so long in the Black. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me
Saturday, 06 January 2007 19:27
Yep...definitely brilliant work here concerning Mal and Simon's actions and dialogue, homespun! Really loving Simon's noble but naive perspective vs. Mal's cold but pragmatic view on deeds needing doing:D

BEB

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