Blue Sun Room FICTION - GENERAL

Down the Rabbit Hole, Chapter Fifteen

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Mal and Simon continue to evade Feds. Not slash.
This chapter: Get oooout of the hooouuse.

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Mal cursed under his breath and Simon knew he heard it, too.

Voices. Somewhere outside there were voices in conversation.

Simon bowed his head. He had hoped, shàng dì, he had just hoped they could survive undiscovered, just a few more hours, long enough to be rescued.

He tightened his grip on his pistol as the indistinguishable patter grew louder. Clearly surprise was not part of the plan. He stood carefully, placing one hand against a dirty wall, leaning toward the hallway as he strained for sound. A raucous laugh jerked him back, nerves jumping as though the joker were right beside him. The sound, however, placed its owner at the front of the house.

“Go,” Mal rasped, indicating the back door. “Go now!”

Simon shook his head.

“Gorramit, Simon, go!”

“Hey!” A bellow from outside ended that argument. Simon scuttled into a crouch on Mal’s side of the hover. What kind of arrest was this? He looked at the captain, aware that he probably appeared more panicked than quizzical.

“Hey!” The voice was loud but loose, and decidedly lacking in official tone. “Ames, you scum bastard! Bring your worthless Rim ass out here so we can shoot you already!”

More laughter, and a second voice.

“Getting tired of being sent out here to slap your wrist every gorram time you take a pot-shot at some shadows, you piss-ant!”

“Half-assed saboteur!”

“Sod-sucking…bad shot…xi shun- she ji!…” The insults trailed away into cackles.

Simon blinked as he registered what their words meant. Ames. He must have been the man who lived here, the man Mal had shot. The men outside were Alliance, but they were here for Ames, not to collect fugitives. Which meant the flyover hadn’t detected two of them, or perhaps neither. Which meant --- they didn’t know

Comments
Wednesday, 16 January 2008 23:14
Holy crap! Can't they get a break? This was fabulous and very exciting. I loved the fact that as afraid as Simon was he wouldnt' abandon Mal though my heart just about stopped when the Captain fell off the hover. Hope to good gorram that those drunks have either left or were on the other side and didn't see or hear them. And where in the nine hells is the Big Damn Rescue? Really appreciate you updating again so soon, longs waits are always very traumatic. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me
Thursday, 17 January 2008 00:21
Wow! How exciting was this chapter!? My heart was thumping away with Simon's! And where the hell is the big damn rescue already!?!?!?

Of course, they can't get a break so Mal fell off the hover - damaging himself even worse, probably!

Zoe's gonna do some damage to Simon for hurting Mal. But - Maybe Kkaylee can soothe the pain . . . LOL!

Thanks for posting quickly! Looking forward to the rest:)
Thursday, 17 January 2008 02:18
Aw, you guys are so nice. Nope, no one's catching any breaks. It's so much more fun when they don't.

I really appreciate your continuing to read this and to comment. Doing my best to finish it up, soon.
Thursday, 17 January 2008 03:20
Good stuff! Isn't that just like our crew's luck - they dodge the local law enforcement but run into drunk soldiers being goons. And, oddly, I really feel bad for Ames. This poor guy got his house flooded out and then the folks who should be protecting him have clearly done nothing but harrass him. They even go and burn his house down! That's not nice at all.

It really is the details. The environment you've built here has all kinds of statements built into it. In a subtle way. Very nice.

Of course, the action is great, and the role reversal of Simon having to act and take care of Mal. And poor Mal! Oh no!

And most of all I LOVE the quick posting schedule LOL!
Thursday, 17 January 2008 04:47
Thanks, mal4prez, for insightful comments as always. It delights me that you feel for Ames. I do too, and by extension, for Mal, who really didn't want to hurt him. Ames (and his troubles) was inspired by local issues with eminent domain. I needed to vent somewhere. And the boys needed a place to hide.
Thanks again, and glad you're enjoying the posting schedule. :)
Thursday, 17 January 2008 08:57
Very tense, and wonderfully described. Can't wait for more!
Thursday, 17 January 2008 13:25
Awesome action scene! What a way to get your heart going! I didn't catch it before that Mal killed the engineer responsible for the flooding for Ames, then put Ames out of his misery, and now has the Alliance to cover up their presence in the house. Very tidy plot lines, as always.

My favorite realization was that Simon discovered he was human enough to be afraid for his own safety first, be ashamed by it, and STILL not once leave Mal to die alone. It shows Simon's true character to be as steely as Mal's, in spite of his self doubts (which you underscored brilliantly, by the way), and he didn't have to go to war to prove his loyalty.

I'm sooo glaad they're out of the house, so that means out of the frying pan, out of the fire, right? Or not, right? Either way, can hardly wait for more!
Sunday, 22 June 2008 23:31
What an escape! Or near escape. Guess we'll see, eh? I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to catch up. I'll avoid all the usual excuses.

Excellent chapter. I plan on reading on...


Rob O.

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