Hell in a Handbasket - Ch 2
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Serenity landed with 'unintentional gusto,' but they're not out of the woods yet. While the crew surveys the damage, River's possessor takes hold. Cannon pairings. 17 years post-BDM.
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Chapter 2
Kaylee went to the Infirmary as soon as Serenity set down. Her hand was burned from grabbing the heat intake when the ship rolled, and she’d landed hard against the opposite wall when she let go, but Kaylee would yell at Mal later. There had been no fancy flying or hard stresses beyond the initial run, thankfully. The mechanical systems were fine and she’d found enough in-tact fuel cells to fix the life support, but half the electrical relays were shorted out, and they were blind as a bat. The grav boot had taken a hit, and Kaylee nearly cried because the thing was so gorram expensive she’d have to sacrifice repairs elsewhere for lack of money. The Captain set them down light as a feather, though, and as soon as he gave the go-ahead, Kaylee started assessing the damage, putting out fires, and tracing a path toward her children.
It shook her enough when she’d heard Genny screaming and had run in on that horror in the cargo bay, but now Serenity was broken too, and the screams ripped through her. She shelved it though. There was peace on the ground. Fifteen minutes of terror at the end of an already long day, and now they could recover and repair. Weren’t too unusual.
The kids’ voices carried from the lounge, words mixing with half-hearted chuckles. It was a memory game they played to pass the time when they had to sit still and keep quiet. Genny and Jamie were slumped tiredly in the chairs, slouched as much as possible with the safety harnesses on. Cole lay flat, still on the stretcher, tied to the table like Gulliver after the Lilliputians had gotten to him. The emergency lights were the only thing working in this section, but Kaylee would get to that later.
The Infirmary was still. Zoë squatted in the corner, head in her hands, shoulders shaking intermittently. Inara stood by Michael, stroking his forehead, whispering prayers. Simon stood over River
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