Wings

Chapter Two

By Tyloric

Warnings: Mild Language, Suggestions of slash if you squint really really hard.

Things to Note: Continuing to experiment with River as well as Jayne in this chapter. Some reinventions of Cid’s past to make his character work better with Firefly. Cid’s personality is a bit more serious compared to how laid back he is in FFVII. This chapter ended up being a bit shorter than I expected. Sorry.

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The entire crew stood at the cargo bay doors as they lowered. Kaylee was bouncing with excitement: here was an opportunity to shop after weeks away from a planet that had anything worth purchasing. She held tightly to Simon’s hand, who just stared at her while the ecstatic mechanic gripped his hand, ready to pull him along with her. There was love hidden deep within his eyes, an emotion he didn’t realize he was feeling. The love for another, love of the sensual variety, was completely foreign to the young doctor.

Inara had just left to be with a client and would return in a few days time.

Zoë, Mal and Jayne were sitting in the mule (a vehicle that was cunningly silent for its size) with three of the ten crates they were to deliver. In Mal’s experience, you never delivered the entire shipment at once. Bring a sample, get full payment, and bring the rest. He liked to consider himself a man of his word, but he was always wary of other people, especially Badger (who had double-crossed them in the past).

Jayne was making sure his various weapons were loaded and operational, as well as making sure Betsy (his favorite knife) was strapped snuggly to his back. He only had two side arms this time around; Mal wouldn’t let him bring anymore. It made him feel a bit naked. He was used to feeling guns attahced to his calves and abdomen. He grunted, an indication that he was satisfied with his inspection.

Zoë was sitting with her arms crossed, waiting. She was always cautious when going out on a job, more so when they were in highly populated areas like Persephone. Thi