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Leaving-part 3

Wednesday, September 1, 2004

how would they understand.....

CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 2855    RATING: 8.0 (PG)    SERIES: FIREFLY

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Disclaimer: No infringement of copy right was intended. Everything firefly comes from the mind of Josh Whedon

Rated: PG13

Comment: I have always been a terrible speller. But I use spell check….What do you want!:) Enjoy as best you can.

Title: Leaving- Part 3

She had opened her eyes for only a second before she closed them. He had pleaded for her to open them again. But she wasn’t listening. Mal hadn’t let her out of his arms the entire way back to the ship, not in till he was laying her on to Simon’s examining table. He could hear Kaylee crying and Book praying.

“They pulled out her feathers, she’ll never fly now”, River would only poke her head out from the door way, the room was so heavy with feelings. She hated this room.

Simon tired to be patient with his sister, but she was not helping anyone with her poetic observations. “I’d liked every one to wait out side while I examine her. Zoe, could you assist me please?”

Zoe nodded her head as an answer. They had ripped her pretty dress, it was roeuend. Blood stains don’t come out. Zoe could see she had been tortured; there were rope burns on her wrists. The violence was all over her body.

Every one followed the doctor’s orders, including Mal. While he paced back and forth Kaylee continued to cried, Book held his bible, Wash said nothing, and River played jacks in the corner by herself. Jayne was on his way back with Inara’s shuttle.

Once everyone was out side Simon began to asses the extent of the damage done, none of the wounds were meant to kill her only cause her great pain. Her face was scraped and bruised, nothing that wouldn’t heal. Bruises would fade away, the fingers could be reset, her ribs were only minor fractures and with a steady hand no one will see the scares. All of these things Simon could fix, he was a good doctor. But he wasn’t arrogant, he couldn’t fix everything. Rape was the worst consequence of the human condition, he had seen it many times working in the hospital. Physically Simon could fix her, but emotionally s

Comments
ANONYMOUS
Wednesday, 01 September 2004 06:29
Interestin story, hon. My is attention caught..but I would suggest you finding a beta--for the typos and such. I'm liking how you write River...can't wait for the next installment.

Cassandra E
ANONYMOUS
Wednesday, 01 September 2004 06:33
And here, see...this proves my point about typos...Re: my comment above. ~LMAO~

But seriously, having a beta is not so bad..take from my experiance.

Forgot to add, I like the plot detailing on Inara's past...very interesting, although I would've like to see it develop much slowly--but then I love to plot, so that's the plotting freak in me.

I loved Jayne's reaction of the mention of the money. ~LOL~

Cassandra E
Wednesday, 01 September 2004 06:51
Painful and interesting,the plot thickens! Can't wait to see what happens next, Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me
Wednesday, 01 September 2004 11:55
Excellent... very engrossing.
Wednesday, 01 September 2004 13:31
It's a good first fic, but pleeeeeeeease get a beta. It slows the reading when you have to decipher that, for example, "roeuend" means "ruined".
ANONYMOUS
Monday, 06 September 2004 01:39
I like were your taking this, Inara back story is great!
ANONYMOUS
Sunday, 15 May 2005 10:57
im want the code key to gw please
ANONYMOUS
Sunday, 15 May 2005 10:58
please
Sunday, 15 May 2005 17:13
I like it! Did you finish it and just not post the rest? I looked under your profile and it seems there isn't any more. I'd really like to know what happens!

If you want I could read through for spelling mistakes and such. Let me know.
Friday, 18 November 2005 11:21
Hey i am reading you have alot of readers you have a plot and your good at this writing thing, you also have offers from betas. please write more! if you need i know a person who loves being a beta.

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