The Wheel Never Stops Turning
Friday, March 2, 2007
Mal meets a blonde in a bar. Violence ensues. And Mal discovers religion has its uses.
This is primariy a <i>Firefly</i> fic, but the character Mal ends up doing a job for is from the manga/anime <i>Saiyuki</i>. It's also <b>PG-13 nothing-explicit SLASH</b>. Because that's who I am!
CATEGORY: FICTION TIMES READ: 3450 RATING: 9.0 (PG13) SERIES: FIREFLY
Title: The Wheel Never Stops Turning.
Author: Kispexi2
Fandom: FIREFLY/SAIYUKI crossover (all hail Joss Whedon and Kazuya Minekura)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Mal/Simon, Sanzo/Goku
As always, many thanks to wedjateye for the beta. As well as to emeraldsedai for helping me find a title.
Mal meets a blonde in a bar. Violence ensues. And Mal discovers religion has its uses.
* * * * *
THE WHEEL NEVER STOPS TURNING
Mal had a bad feeling about this job. Badger's offering it him in the first place, considering the falling out they'd had over the Battle of Sturgis job, had been enough to set his gut churning. Finding out it meant showing his face on Whitefall again just made the uncomfortableness worse. And now, here he was - contemplating walking into a bar owned by none other than Patience. Who, according to Badger's informant, was away collecting rent from folks on the other side of her little world. Mal hoped that meant he had a better than even chance of getting off this godforsaken rock before there was any need for an exchange bullets.
He eyed the door again. Must have been more than ten minutes since anyone had gone in or come out - either on his own two feet or flying through the air, care of Patience's hired thugs. Mal straightened his suspenders. A man had to do what a man had to do. Just as well he'd ordered Simon to stay with the mule. No telling what kind of trouble the Doc would land himself in in a place like this.
A few heads turned as Mal pushed through the saloon doors and eyes raked over him, assessing. He looked them as looked at him square in the eye - best way to size a fella up, after all - but after a decent, manly interval, he looked away, his point made. He wasn't looking for trouble; just wanted it understood that he wouldn't run from it neither. That way trouble and him were like to spend a pleasant, separate kind of evening, each minding their own business.
The place was heaving. Wall-to-wall bodies. Took Mal a good five minutes and a hell
You can't take the sky from me
"Apart from him and Blondie, the only other person still on his feet was the barman, frozen behind the counter, eyes wide and mouth gaping, one hand clamped tight around a half-filled glass and the other holding a bottle in a white-knuckled grip. Around the edges of the room, men were crouched low, some under tables, some pressed to the walls. Gun smoke hung in the air, shifting slowly in the golden light filtering in through the windows. And on the floor, slap bang in the middle of the open space, lay the bodies of Patience and her men."
And this was definitely some brilliant work, Kis! Excellent action descriptions and everyone's reactions were definitely spot on (though since I am not familiar with the manga/anime you've crossed Firefly with, I can't be 100% certain of my statement when it comes to Sanzo;D)
BEB
Ali - Hee! Sanzo's not a cross-dresser! Although he's always very cross. He wears ceremonial robes, which, to the casual observer look a bit like a dress. Particularly as he's very, very pretty. ;-)
I wanted mention of Patience, too, after the carnage. I wasn't sure she was dead (being the hard-to-kill sort), and thought Mal should have had some notice of her.
Always delightful to see another story of yours!
Post Your Comments
You must log in to post comments.