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Heartbroken - Part 3

Saturday, October 25, 2003

A first officer's stabbed, Zirondelle's pilot is an old girlfriend of Mal's and Mal just hit one of the refugees - have things gotten complicated enough yet? Heck no!

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Following quietly behind Part 2 after a knock-down drag-out fight.

All Firefly characters are the property of someone else. All original characters are copyrighted by yours truly. This is not in any way, means or intention meant to infringe on anybody.

MIGHTY BIG THANK YOU goes to Defender for another killer beta. If you ever have a stubborn paragraph that refuses to mind, Defender's the woman to smack it around.

The MIGHTY BIG APOLOGY still stands for anyone who can read and speak French, although there isn't as much of it to suffer through. I'd like to add Cajun French to that, though, as there is no translation program and I'm still figuring it out.

Glossary - Cajun

Zydeco est pas salé - "The beans aren't salty", real title for a traditional Zydeco tune

veillée - a Cajun come-as-you-are shindig

T-moman - little mother

Fils de putain - Son of a bitch

deja matin - morning already

Nanan - nanny or godmother

Glossary - Chinese

shuai heishôudâng liúmáng- suave criminal, or my way of saying confidence man.

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Heartbroken - Part 3

"Oh, hey, can you hear that?"

Adair listened to the music piping through the ship-to-ship comm link with Serenity and smiled warmly. She could hear the squeezebox clearly, and recognized the tune as Zydeco est pas salé , an ancient Acadian favorite. "That's the Laurents. Where's that coming from?"

"Through the vents from our cargo hold--that is amazing stuff." There was a pause on the line, allowing more music to float into the bridge compartment of the Zirondelle. Adair could also hear clapping in the background, keeping time with the upbeat rhythm of the music and wondered that anyone had any energy left for a good veillée . Given half a chance, Acadians would sooner sing, dance and tell stories than just about anything.

"What is that?" Wash asked.

Adair's smile broadened. "Zydeco--blues Acad

Comments
Sunday, 26 October 2003 15:25
Excellent! Hope it is not a long wait for the next part. I am really enjoying this story and I like the complexity of the interweaving relationships. Can't wait to see where you are taking this. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me
ANONYMOUS
Sunday, 26 October 2003 23:05
Great story... waiting for more.
Friday, 31 October 2003 04:43
Channain,

This is really good. It's easing my withdrawl a great deal.
Monday, 10 November 2003 02:41
Hey Girl, trying to get you on e-mail. Keep getting error message. Drop me a line
Kate
Thursday, 11 November 2004 08:15
Good stuff, I particular like Cariveau's line about 'when and where to duck...'

Keep flyin'

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