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Down the Rabbit Hole, Chapterette 14

Friday, January 11, 2008

Simon and Mal hiding from the Feds, awaiting rescue. Not slash. This chapter: Try not to faint, it's only a short chapter. Almost an interlude, but I couldn't cut it out. Still in the house, still not rescued. Thanks for reading.

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Simon tapped his finger on the hover console. He had clambered up from beside the vehicle to scan, at Mal’s suggestion, for word on their manhunt. The news wasn’t encouraging.

“Flights have resumed, but we knew that. Ground searchers are being deployed, but it

doesn’t give specifications. And it seems the highlight of our evening was attending a dog fight south of the port.” Simon grimaced. “That’s …philistine.”

“Don’ conjure we got… much time. Ready t’ move, need be?”

“We won’t need to,” Simon answered quickly. We won’t. “They’ll come.”

“I asked… ” Mal begain again, summoning his captain’s voice, “ ‘f you’re ready… t’move… ‘f need be.” Mal rested the gun Simon had restored to him on his stomach. “You’ll take the com… light…gun. Head for th’ woods. See if tha’ ol’ man… ha’ a shelter ou’ there.”

“Mal…”

“Cave…dugout. Lean-to...”

“Mal, I won’t leave.”

“Doc, you got a sis …has nothin’ ‘tween this verse ’n’ her sanity…‘cept you. Now ‘m orderin’ you. Get rea’y.”

Simon stared unseeingly at the screen before him, the letters and numerals glowing obscenely. Mal’s delivery might have been halting, but his intention was clear.

It can’t have come to this. It can’t.

“There’s a chance.” The words rushed out as he tapped the screen again. “It’s only 4:30. There’s still time. There’s plenty of time.”

Mal coasted his thumb up and down the worn handle of his revolver, the small movement absorbing his full attention. “Ain’t talkin’ ‘bout the clock. Heat scan’s gonna bring… someone sooner.”

“You said that last night," Simon argued, "and they didn’t come!”

“Diff’rence ‘tween night…‘n day, Doc. Allll starts over… when th’ brass has their coffee. …Makes ‘em feel… mighty.

“Mal…”

“So they’re gonna come…n’ you’re gonna leave. They don’ got my picture. I can…” Mal ghosted a smile, “ can

Comments
Saturday, 12 January 2008 02:13
I nearly fell out of my chair when I saw a post so soon!

>“Broke his toy. Didn’t like that. Wanted to play more. So he fixed it.”

You fooled me! I read that and thought RIVER to the rescue!

This was actually a good length for this part. Very tender and touching. Those two are going to actually be friends, or at least understand one another better after this - provided they live!
Saturday, 12 January 2008 04:27
Awesome piec of writing here - every line was riveting. Simon's dedication was in full play and Mal couldn't have found a better way of getting through to him and preparing him than that story. Heartbreaking in its practicality and perfectly crafted. Wow. And what a terrible place to stop! This story was almost a contest of who has the bigger heart - Mal or Simon? So glad you didn't cut this chapterette out - it's one of the best parts!
Saturday, 12 January 2008 12:52
Holy cow! Brilliant! I absolutely loved how the horror dawned on Simon when he realised what the Captain was saying actually happened on the Skyplex. And Simon's resolve not to leave Mal alone was both touching and typical of the man. It was also typical of the Captain that he didn't want Simon telling the crew because he didn't want them to feel guilty about something that was not their fault. I'm thinking Mal only mentioned that he had already died before so that Simon wouldn't feel so bad about leaving him this time, only like some of his other plans it backfired. Just hope rescue shakes its' lazy ass and gets their soon, especially as it sounds as if the bad guys had just shown up. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me
Saturday, 12 January 2008 12:54
Ooops sorry, meant 'there' not 'their'. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me
Tuesday, 15 January 2008 08:45
Yes, Mal would never have told the others that he died on the Skyplex. It would seem like he'd lost, given in, despite it being nothing to do with him. Excellent part.
Wednesday, 16 January 2008 20:52
I totally missed this post! Poor disoriented Mal, letting his secrets slip. I figured this was going to be an enlightening journey for Simon, but I didn't see it coming this way! And I never saw the Niska thing as a case of the rescue not being in time, but that is exactly what it was. That's a tough burden for any of them to bear!

I was a little confused by the end of this chapter. I mean, I understand what's happening, but I want to see or hear whatever it is that's got Simon reacting by reaching for his gun. Just a hint...

But now there's another chapter up, so I get to go see - weee!
Thursday, 10 September 2009 03:16

I almost don't know what to write. I've been gone a while, that goes without saying. But that's not the point. I wish, I really WISH that dialogue like this, that such attention to detail, existed in the movies, or on television. It's in the little things. Again, I'd do a disservice to repeat any one part, just suffice to say, I'm so sorry I've ignored this writing for so long.


Rob O.

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