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Blue Hand Blues: Track #1-The Re-Education of River Tam

Saturday, February 26, 2005

Hey all. Sorry I havn't been writing too much. This is the first part of a new series I'm writing in which River goes on a new course of treatment, with the help of Simon and Wash. This is just the set-up track. Feedback appreciated.

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They were just outside of Boros, when the drugs began to lose hold.

Simon had feared that this would essentially happen. Despite the progress that River had made in the last two years or so, it was only a matter of time before her immune system had built up a tolerance in her system. The drugs that were helping her progress were no longer having an effect on her, and she was back to her old ways. Tearing up cargo, speaking in rhymes and hidden meanings and beginning to become a danger to the crew and to herself. Once again, Simon was back at the table in the dining area, going over his notes and beating himself up for not doing everything that he could. He had just checked off the last name on the list of available anti-psychotics and medication that he had used on River. He was beginning to run out of ideas.

Tiredly, he shut his notebooks and turned off his digitexts and headed back to his and Kaylee’s bunk. He was surprised that she had remained so patient with him since they had been married. He promised that he’d make it up to her for spending so much time away with River. He was even more surprised to see a note taped on the hatch to their bunk. He tore it off the door and squinted from the light of the icicles she had adorned over the frame to read it.

Simon

Went to ‘Nara’s shuttle for late night tea and chat. See ya soon.

Kaylee

He smiled, knowing that she wouldn’t be too angry for being away from her tonight. He headed back down the hallway, past the kitchen and towards the cargo bay. As he walked, he saw Jayne on the weights with Book spotting him. He couldn’t exactly make out what they were saying, although he thought he heard the terms “rook”, “bishop” “knight” as well as “the pointy diagonal guy”, “the straight castle dude” and the “gorram pony.” He chuckled to himself as he went over to Inara’s shuttle and knocked.

After a few moments, as well as a few clinks from the other side of the door, the door opened and Inara was standing there, looking

Comments
Saturday, 26 February 2005 21:33
You're off to a very wonderful start. I can't wait to see where you take this. I really enjoyed the conversation between Wash and River. I'm curious to see how and when River will "astound them all with her new insight".

Keep up the good work!
Saturday, 26 February 2005 23:05
Ah, excellent, excellent! I love your descriptions of the music (Hendrix is God and the Beatles were my childhood rhymes; long live Janice, BB King, and sir Sid!).
I think that approaching River's difficulties using expressive means... dance, music, art... is a great idea. So much in her wants to get out. Yay for Wash to be her mentor!
Keep at it, I really want to read where this is going.
Sunday, 27 February 2005 11:01
I really liked this and can't wait to see what River regales them with once her brilliant but tormented mind finds the correct theme to express everything that has tied her up in knots. Good myth, Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me
Thursday, 03 March 2005 19:26
This was a great start. It's nice to see Pink Floyd is still appreciated in the future, and Hendrix will never die.

More!!

- Soul
ANONYMOUS
Wednesday, 04 January 2006 12:20
"your opinion doesn’t matter much when you play drums." Ha - tell that to Neil Peart. *snrk* Great story.

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