Angelle is mine, the rest belongs to Joss.

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Labor...whether it was manual or mental, my father seemed to always get it for free and if you were perched atop a monster of a vehicle like I was at the present, the way he got it might even bring a smile to your face.

We had been planet side for all of four hours and already my father had put Mal's entire crew to work. I chuckled at the thought of what he would have had Inara do and...wait...ehttp://www...he'd never ask her that kind of service. EWWW!!! Okay, sidestepping that subject and burying it somewhere unholy (shame on you for thinking that about my father) Anyway, Simon was in Needles' hospital and was wondering just what kind of medicine our doc practices(he's a bit of a fan of the alcohol treatment). If the good doctor ain't completely smashed by dinner time, I'd be impressed.

River had taken a shine to Cleo and together they had begun a sewing project, mostly hemming up the clothes brought in from the townsfolk. Miss Tam now could probably make an entire wardrobe and bedding for the entire ship, which was a helluva lot more than I could do. If it weren't bleeding and it weren't skin, I was at a loss. Please, don't try to have me explain that.

The scouts had grabbed Zoe quick off the block, her war techniques something of legend in these parts. Every one of the young kids wanted to learn how she fought and cut down the men she did and from my vantage point, I could see that more than just the young boys were paying attention. Guess it wasn't every day a dark skinned warrior woman plays the drums on your heart.

The funniest of all of them was Jayne, who had been cast to go spear fishing with the menfolk. Now, when we are talking fishing, I'm not meaning some ten pound little guppy. Swamp fish are a slight bit bigger than that, the small ones weighing in at about thirty pounds. Usually it took two or more men to pull them out. Works about the same as the rescue. One man goes in and spears the fish while th