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Swinging (part 4, finale/epilogue)

Sunday, December 11, 2005

Big finish of the collaborative with Cub. Each of us wrote about half of this final part. Link to part one inside.

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Part 4:

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Excited voices bored buzzsawlike into Kaylee’s brain, making her teeth hurt. She wanted to shush them all, but they wouldn’t have listened even if she had the moxie to do so.

The crowd had crammed inside what passed for a courthouse in these parts, although it didn’t look much different from The Painted Lady saloon with its silent decay of creaking boards and dust. There was even the musky scent of alcohol filtered through the pores of a crowd that had been drinking all night. The funk was strangely comforting, and she relaxed a bit in the uncomfortable wooden chair despite the nagging headache that had welcomed her to consciousness on the floor outside of Jayne’s cell.

Earlier that morning, Kaylee had been roused by a nudge and some fecal-smelling breath in her face. "Girl, it’s time for the trial," a tall, wide man with a chesty voice warned her, and she had scampered out of the way so that he and his slightly smaller counterpart could take Jayne.

Even in her dazed state, Kaylee could tell Jayne didn’t need waking. There was a mixture of fear and exhaustion etched in his stony features as he was whisked past, hands bound, her pink blanket wrapped around his waist. For a few minutes, she stared at the spot behind the cell where Jayne once existed and then wandered into this meeting hall. With all the people gathering, it wasn’t too hard to find.

Kaylee looked to the front of the room and found Simon. Dressed as he was, with the black moustache that was wider than his face and was curled into a ringlet at the end, the wig, the shepherd’s blue frock, and a pained expression that reminded her of constipation, it was hard for Kaylee not to laugh. He looked like a cross between a preacher and a villain from an old movie.

Simon sat at a table next to Book, who wore a similar moustache on top of his real one. River was waiting in the first row, posing as a spectator in a dress tha

Comments
Sunday, 11 December 2005 19:14
Smithandwesson wrote the trial and the hanging/rescue, and I wrote the other scenes.

I thought her Jayne speech was wonderful.
Sunday, 11 December 2005 21:28
Shenanigans, Lol. Loved this! I agree with Cub, Jayne's speech brought tears to my eyes.
Sunday, 11 December 2005 22:09
This was great, both of you.

Hee, I loved Mal and Inara caught up in the net. I think that was my favourite part.
Sunday, 11 December 2005 22:46
"Preacher’s delivering us from evil."

I LOVED that line! And Mal and Inara caught in the net! And Jayne's speach was beautiful and so very true to him as a character.

And the Jayne and Kaylee kiss!!! That neither of them is talking about, but still happened... *SIGH* I love.

This really felt like an episode, and I am so very impressed!
Monday, 12 December 2005 05:43
Cub and S&W: This whole ruttin' whirlwind of fun, frolic and fabulousness leaves me with a mind whirling with the lovely words used here and in all the other parts of your fic. Excellent descriptive talent, both of you, lovely suspenseful writing is shot all thru, and it's just....masterful.

Fave line in this part: "Inara was an open wound now without him, cut in half. She had to be back in his arms." Tough to choose though. It's all so swai.
Monday, 12 December 2005 11:49
Excellent story does finale/epilogue imply more to come? I sure hope so. I really enjoyed Jayne's speech and Simon's outfit.
Friday, 16 December 2005 22:53
"Dinner's done"
hee!!!

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