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Truth or Dare

Thursday, November 17, 2005

It's late. River's got a question for Mal.

First of (hopefully) 100 blurbs from the Joss100 challenge. This is Mal/River, so bail if you don't like the idea.

CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 3174    RATING: 9.0 (PG)    SERIES: FIREFLY

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Title: Truth or Dare

Author: Ana Sedai

Rating: PG

Character(s): Mal, River

Prompt: 074 - Truth

Word Count: 640

Author’s Note: Okay, I’m trying the Joss100 thing with a Mal/River pairing. I don’t want to tread on any toes with this. I just want to give it a shot. Feedback will be very much appreciated.

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“Truth or dare?”

“Wha-?!” Mal jumped a bit in the pilot’s seat where he’d been dozing. He spun around to face River, leaning against the back of the co-pilot’s chair that had become her domain these past few months. She was looking at him, her face intent. “Almost gave me a heart attack there, Albatross. Shouldn’t be sneakin’ up on a man like that.” He shook his head a bit to clear it. “What was you askin’?”

“Truth or dare? Actions speak louder than words, but words harder to speak. Hearts speak truth. Heads too confusing, too many variables for one paradigm. Why doesn’t everyone speak from their heart?” She sounded a little lost when she asked that last question.

Mal sighed and leaned back. He wondered when everything she said had begun to make sense to him. “Well, darlin’, that there is a mighty big question. Most people are prob’ly afraid they’ll look foolish or be disappointed, so they say somethin’ different than what they really think.”

River shook her head. “Don’t mean other people. People don’t speak to themselves. Run around and around but they don’t listen. Refuse to speak the truth, refuse to hear it, even when they know it.”

Mal thought the conversation was getting just a mite too close to home for his liking. His thoughts hadn’t exactly been tranquil of late, an’ even less so when she was around. That knowledge, of course, brought its own set of problems, ones he wasn’t prepared to deal with right now, if ever. He wondered if a distraction might help her focus shift. “You want to fly for awhile, Little One? Let a tired old man get some sleep?”

“Not old. Untruth. Wants the girl to be quiet. Doesn’t lik

Comments
ANONYMOUS
Thursday, 17 November 2005 01:34
Great! If there was ever a staff writer on Firefly who would write solely about River, this would be right! Your River writing is just spot-on! I doubt even the Great Man himself could do that any better... Looking forward to seeing the other 99 :)
Thursday, 17 November 2005 01:35
Sorry, auto-login on this board just doesn't seem to work... anyway a big 10 out of 10 here! And I actually like the Mal/River you wrote here... unlike some stories which are *definitely* NC-17 in intent this one is truly romantic and intimate.
Thursday, 17 November 2005 02:00
Awwww, wonderful. You have River's voice down so well. And Mal, all confusled like.
Thursday, 17 November 2005 03:21
Wow....very easy to picture:)
ANONYMOUS
Thursday, 17 November 2005 14:06
Poor Mal, describing himself as a tired old man. He wants to see himself as cold and empty. I loved the last line, "He could still feel her fingers in his hair."
Thursday, 17 November 2005 21:57
I could so see a scene like this! Wonderful and very shiny. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me
ANONYMOUS
Monday, 21 November 2005 05:25
Very shiny. I love Mal and River together. More please.
Dee
ANONYMOUS
Sunday, 27 November 2005 10:05
Great dialogue, I've seen a lot of people butcher how River talks but you really nail it IMO.
Monday, 26 December 2005 01:47
I have to admit, I'd never pictured this pairing, but I really like this story. I like how Mal discribes himself as a "tired old man" almost as if he's trying to distance himself even more from River by using his age.
ANONYMOUS
Monday, 27 March 2006 19:38
It's so easy to picture them together. More...please.
Samantha

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