Blue Sun Room FICTION - ADVENTURE

Nicholas Silver's Logs

Friday, May 27, 2005

This is a couple of the logs created by Nicholas (Cap Nic) Silver, the father of Symon Silver.

CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 2200    RATING: 10.0 (NC17)    SERIES: FIREFLY

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Dear Lady Sophia,

Last night we got word of the place the deal for the package was going down. It’s some deserted town down planet-side. Raf thinks it may be a set-up of sorts, trying to get us down there defenseless. But the rest of the crew is intent on going down. I’m taking Raf, Flora, Franz, and Joel. Well, not much else to say. Rein cooked up a mighty good meal this morning. I’m gonna cut over to the log-recorder planet-side.

“Well, looks pretty deserted to me,” Franz said, shuffling his feet around in the dirt.

“It’s almost nightfall. I want to get to the meeting place with no trouble and just get this over with. So all of you keep your traps shut, and just in case Raf is right…well, have your guns at the ready. Everyone shiny? Okay, let’s go,” I led the crew down a dirt road that led into town.

“Wow, it’s getting kinda creepy, you know? The wind’s blowing through the grass. I think I just heard something growling,” Raf began complaining. As you know, he does that all the time.

“Bi zuie,” Joel said.

“Chu ni duh, you shut up. This is getting really freaky,” Raf wouldn’t shut up. We had reached the town. There were lights on in a few of the houses. “This place doesn’t look deserted Franz. Cap, I think this is a trap.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Joel said sternly.

“You know what, I think we should go back right now,” Raf was jittering.

“You know what else? No one cares what you think. If you don’t want to be here, walk back to the ship!” Franz spoke up in defense of the information he had found for the pick-up.

“Shut the fuck up,” Joel moaned under his breath.

“Negative. No one’s going back to the ship,” I said.

“You know what Franz, you’re crazy. You drag us into a ‘deserted’ town that has houses with lights in their windows and then say this isn’t a trap?!” Raf was shouting.

“Gwon nee ju jee du shu, I am working off of information that was given to me! I can’t control whether people lie to me or not!” Franz walked ahead, ending the conversation with Raf.

“Fei hua, bullshit, bullshit! You’re probably

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