Life Onboard Serenity: Journey To Beumount
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"You're nothing."
"Yeah. Nothing. I know that you can't remember him, but that doesn't mean that you shouldn't care. You shrug this off like it's...like it's a bee.
"You make me sick."
The man was glaring at Sammy in fury, his eyes a disconcerting shade of scarlet. Confusion roiled through her, and she frowned. "I... I'm sorry. I care... I do... someone you all loved is dead, and I know... I know you expect me to have loved him, too. But."
She stopped speaking, unable to pull her thoughts together. "I'm sorry."
Sammy stared down at her hands on her keyboard. Her hands. Not her hands.
These hands had scars. There was no ring on that hand, and this left pinky finger was crooked.
"Oh god. Who am I?"
She looked back up at 13, wishing she could understand, that she could feel the pain that he was feeling, to understand what they all wanted from her.
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*Mal looked at Choo and in a solemn tone said*
Yes in fact Pain has an uncle on Persephone. A very good man if I say so myself. Had the pleasure of doing a job for him.
*Mal turned and walked into the bridge, closing the door behind him. He sat in the copilot's chair and activated the vidscreen in front of him. Pain's uncle's face came onto the screen and Mal said*
Greetin's Mr. Cameron do you have a moment?
*Pain's uncle noted the seriousness in Mal's voice and said*
Greetin's Mr. Reynolds. What shall I ask is the reason for the wave?
*Mal looked into the other man's eyes and replied*
Well Mr. Cameron I hate to say this but Pain is dead. He was killed when the ship he was on blew up.
*Mr. Cameron nodded his head and replied*
You care to tell me the details Mr. Reynolds? If'n that's alright with you?
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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*yay* no more chance of getting sho - *bang* ah! MY SPLEEN!!!
"ALL ABOARD!" shouted Zoe from the cargo bay ramp. Everyone had spread out as Mal was making his call.
John caming running up the ramp "Sorry, wanted to say good bye to my bro."
"Sure thing," seaid Zoe closing the ramp. "Wanna make sure everyone's aboard before we explode..."
John gave here a strange look as he checked the mule was doing okay, 13 came stomping out from the dorms, and headed for the bridge, not saying a word, bumping into Inara, Guy and Choo.
"Hey 13," shouted Choo, "look were your walking." But the man had already turned the corner.
"13's always been crabby. Leave him too it, Captain does. most of the time." replied Guy.
"You forget: he left me for dead!" Choo said angrily.
"Looks like someone's had way too much coffee over the last few hours." Zoe said with a grin.
"That, and do we land anywhere ... i don't know, acceptable."
"No." shot back the companion "Mal seems to be..."
"Allergic?" said Guy with a grin, leaning against the Mule. "Heard all the preattyness of the core can make some go insane."
Choo just shot him a look and sat on a crate. Tiedness slowly kicking in.
"Any idea how Erita is doing?" Inara enquired to Zoe.
"Nope. Last thing i heard, she wanted to access the cortex." Zoe said, as Inara headed off to the infirmary.
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DEATH IS A WOMEN!!!
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*Mal filled Pain's uncle in on the events that happened, including the wave from the Captain of the Animinaru. Mr. Cameron nodded and said*
Thank you for the news Mr. Reynolds. I'll be sure to tell the family at once. If there's anythin' you need you can always wave me. How's Fly takin' the news if'n you don't mind me askin'?
*Mal replied*
You're more than welcome Mr. Cameron. I'll certainly wave you if'n there's anything that my crew might need. As for Fly she's not taking it so well. At the news of Pain's death she ran to her room yelling and screaming. She's a strong woman though and I reckon she'll get through this.
*Mr. Cameron gave a slight chuckle and said*
Yeah that sounds like Fly alright. Always stubborn yet strong willed. Well I have another call on the line so I'll bid my goodbyes and wish your crew the best.
*Mal replied*
Ok then Mr. Cameron. It was nioce talking to you again.
*Mr. Cameron replied*
Goodbye Mr. Reynolds.
*The vidscreen Mal was using went black and Mal just sat there in the copilot's seat for awhile.*
Meanwhile on the other line of Mr. Cameron's vidscreen
*Mr. Cameron thought for a second and said*
So did you get all that?
*Pain nodded and replied*
Yeah uncle I did.
*Pain's uncle replied*
So are you goin' to tell them you're alive?
*Pain rubbed his chin, looked at his daughter sleeping in the nearby chair, then turned back to the vidscreen and said*
When the time's right perhaps I will., but right now they'll have to think I'm dead for the moment.
*Pain hoped he was doing the right thing. He wondered how Ertia was taking the news as well as Fly. He wanted to tell them really he did but that wasn't an option right now. Perhaps he'd return to Serenity but after he got his daughter situated somewhere safe and out of harm's way.*
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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You'd let Ertia think you were dead? You cruel bastard! See if I ever remember you! HAH!
Sammy sat for a long time, staring at the screen. Familiar, and yet not. Evolving code, knew securities, different doors.
"Someone changed the locks." River said, certainly. "You don't have the keys now."
"I'll find them." Sammy's voice was certain and strong, as she weaved her way through the layers of numbers and letters and symbols, adjusting, formulating, absorbing the change. "This is what I do."
River cocked her head. "It isn't the key. It's the other side of the door."
"What was he like?" Sammy changed the subject abruptly. River must be sharing the same grief as the rest of the crew, maybe she wanted to talk about it. "DrPain. What was he like?"
Now the girl smiled a secretive smile through her bangs. "With you, he is warm." Her eyes closed, "Passion. Red. Sunlight." Then her eyes shot open, her expression surprised, "The sun hasn't set yet, but no one knows. It's a secret."
Then she was gone. Sammy stared after her, puzzled, then suddenly the screen before her beeped to life,
"bk U R insane."
Well, no surprise there.
"Yah. I noticed that. Who u?"
A scrambled frequency, a torrent of code, and the screen cleared, revealing a pair of clear blue eyes topped by curly black hair and a cheery smile. "You are nuts! That back-serve is chopped! You suddenly develop a death wish?"
"Tor?" He'd aged a bit, no longer the punk kid...
The face changed to horror. "Universe. What the go se is wrong with you, Kitten? You scramble yer brainpan?"
"Hey. Mr.Universe." Wash spoke over Sammy's shoulder, leaning into the camera, "Good to see you! And yea, she's a bit whimsical these days. Thought a chat with an old friend would cheer her up."
"I know you." Sammy stared at the screen.
"In the carnal sense?" Mr Universe raised his eyebrows, one eye winking at the camera hopefully.
"No joke, Mr. U." Wash helped out. "She's lost her memory. Doesn't remember a thing since prison. Care to dish it to her straight?"
"You're serious." Mr Universe's face turned serious. "Mr. Washburne, leave us alone for a bit. Kitten, you'd best sit back and relax. I've got a tale to tell."
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It's only until things settle down. I'm sure Pain'll try contacting Serenity some day. Besides you've got amnesia.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Hey, all! I'm still here. Just not much for a lil kitty to do except hide in the ductwork, what with all the fighting and all.
As Wash leaves the grey tabby cat slinks in, low to the ground and ears twitching nervously. Wash reaches down to pet her as they pass, but the cat twists out from under his hand before he can touch her.
"Fine, be that way! See if I forgive you the next time you knock one of my dinos off the console!" Wash grumps to the cat, but the grin on his face says he is just joking - as usual.
The little cat flicks her tail disdainfully but otherwise ignores him, instead sauntering over to Ertia and sitting down by her foot. When the woman doesn't immeadiately pick her up, the cat mews plaintively and rubs against Ertia's ankle.
Why isn't the kind one showing the proper attention? Another plaintive mew should do the trick. After all, it always works on the toy-sharing snack-bringer and the snuggly, bubbly one.
The grey cat meows again, and this time it sounds less like a plea and more like a demand.
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The mew drags Sammy's attention from the screen in front of her. She needs the distraction right now, because the story Tor ...err... Mr. Universe.. is telling her is the biggest load of go se she's ever heard.
"Heya, kitty! Where'd you come from?" Gently, she picks up the cat and sets it on her lap, experimentally rubbing behind it's ears.
"Hey, Jayne hasn't eaten that yet?" Mr. Universe grins at the camera and Sammy crosses her arms over the cat protectively.
"NO! Now go on with what you were saying." It was all insane. Diggs was dead? She'd escaped from prison? This was... "I don't believe any of it, but go on."
"So, a few months back, you faked your own death, yours and that of Robot-Boy, and voila, there you are."
"Diggs is dead?" Her voice was uncertain, but Shipscat butted her hand with her head, demanding that she keep petting.
Mr. Universe's face turns serious, and he glances down for a minute. "Kit, I had to guess, I'd say you and I are the only ones left who remember his name. Be careful, there are strange rumors floating."
"I don't believe it." She didn't. She didn't know what to believe.
"Believe it. And stay off the synet! It's not safe." Mr.Universe signed off and the screen went dark.
Silence. Shipscat, peering up at her face for a long moment, finally turning away to lick her paw.
"So, do you believe that story, cat?"
Shipscat reaches up and bats at a loose string that hangs from the sleeve of her blouse.
"Is that yes? Or no?"
"If she's talking back, we're all gonna start doubtin' your sanity." Mal's voice from behind her.
Then Oath, "No. If that cat deigns to speak to humans, it's the CAT'S sanity that I'd doubt. How are you doing, Sammy?"
She shook her head, worry creasing her brow, "It's like a dream. And I can't decide what's awake and whats sleeping. I look in the mirror and I don't know who's looking back. I see you all looking at me, expecting... something...and I ... I don't know what."
"Well," Mal says slowly, his eyes ranging between Oath and Sammy, "You just take your time. You talk to the Universe?"
"Yeah. He made about as much sense as that room down the hall that's all my stuff mixed with someone elses stuff." Sammy frowns, biting her lips, "There are grenades mixed with my underwear..."
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"There are grenades mixed with my underwear..."
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Somewhere out in the Black
*The voice in Pain's head spoke to him again*
So you're just going to let them think you're dead is that it? You're not even going to try and contact Fly or Ertia? You're a cruel S.O.B. you know that?
*Pain muttered something to himself, careful not to wake the sleeping chil in the copilot's seat. Pain then said in a low voice*
Alright fine I'll contact them but only in text.
*Pain's fingers danced over the vidscreen in front of him and accessed the Cortex. He went onto a secured channel and typed a brief message.*
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The wolf's on the prowl. Will return to the pack someday, but must take care of some things first. Tell E. I love her and don't let Jayne touch my guns.
*Pain pressed the send button and hoped the crew onboard the Serenity would understand.*
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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