Life Onboard Serenity: Journey To Beumount
POSTED BY: bigwolf18
UPDATED: Sunday, November 19, 2006 19:55
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Sorry for not posting anything lately but I have a nasty cold and I'm hopped up on cold medicine. Hmm I probably shouldn't have driven to the library then. Oh well!
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Part IV of 'Attack of the Archive Demon'
"You have to learn to control yourself, 13."
The voice of Shepherd Book prodded in on 13, playing solitary hoopball in the cargo bay. The cyborg rests the ball at his side, turning slowly.
"What do you mean, 'control'? I have total control over myself. Nobody's in charge of me but me."
"Perhaps that is the problem. You need guidance."
13 snorted, eyes flashing in amusement. "Think of everyone who's tried to 'guide' me, Shepherd. Half the time I wind up dead in the infirmary for an hour or two."
"Maybe I've worded it wrong. This talk of solitude and retreats must have...refreshed my memory.
"There is a place I know of, a small moon called Haven. After it was mined out, it was simply abandoned. A small colony stands there now."
13 bounces the ball ominously. "Maybe you should get to the point soon. I'm almost done here."
"My point is that you seem to need some time away from everything. You're disjointed, angry, and too stressed for this kind of place. Some time spent on Haven might help you gather your thoughts."
13 considered this hard. It was no lie what the Shepherd had said about him. Angry? Yes, but it was righteous. Stressed? He felt ready to tear the bulkheads. In fact, it was odd 13 hadn't thought of the idea first.
Of course, it wouldn't be the best idea to leave now. Just after he had mocked the powers of meditation in the galley.
But that's with a training House. Different from a simple place. And 'Haven' has a nice ring to it...
13 sighed theatrically. "You're right again, Shepherd. But you didn't answer in the form of a question." This inspired a look of puzzlement from Book. 13 sighed again. "All I'm worried about is how to get there."
"It isn't too far off from Beaumonde. After you meet with your contact, I'm sure I could convince the captain to make a small detour."
13 whirled on the old man, eyes burning. "How do you know about that?"
Book put on an enigmatic grin. To 13 it seemed mocking. "Through the grapevine."
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BUMPING ON A 'VERSAL SCALE!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry I've been away but I had a cold which I still have but it's only a slight one. I should be better aand back to posting here by Monday at the least. *wonders where Oath, Nico, Ertia, JRC, Choo, Guy, Wolf, ShipsCat, and Experiment62 are*
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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I'm here. Just got serious writers block. CAN'T THINK!!sorry guys and girls.
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im here but my internet is crappy, im only posting now because im at 62s house, he hasent posted because hes lazy.
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we are THE FORSAKEN and we aim to burn!
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Meanwhile somewhere out in the Black....
*The screen beeped as the ASREV closed in on its destination. Pain woke up, glanced at the screen and said to himself*
Oh hey we're here already? About ruttin' time.
*The girl in the copilot's seat stirred, popped up and said as she rubbed her eyes*
Are we at the place with the horses?
*Pain looked over at his daughter, smiled and said*
No sweety not yet, but we're almost at the layover point where we'll catch a ride to the place with the horses.
*The girl replied*
Will I like Uncky Bob's family?
*Pain smiled, ruffled his daughter's hair, and said*
You bet sweetheart. You bet.
*Pain piloted the ASREV towards Refueling Station 15 where he'd ditch it, meet up with his uncle, and then spend some much warranted quality time with his daughter. He wanted to go back to Serenity, but Pain knew it wasn't a safe place for a child. Not when there were people after them, wanting to cause them hurt. Perhaps one day it'd be safe to bring Annabelle onboard but that day was somewhere in the far distance.*
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Oath, your plan is beauty in simplicity- Inara & Me will hop off at the Training House, 13 & Book are off at Haven. Y'all need to get the job from Fanty & Mingo and we're rock & roll.
Serenity dropped in low over the Training House, it's rugged and remote mountain setting offering beauty and harmony as well as the seclusion needed in such places of retreat.
"Y'all sure this is the place?" Mal stood at the cargo bay doors as they opened to reveal Sheydra, blond and beautiful, wearing a pale blue gown.
"Yes, Mal." Inara rolled her eyes at him and stepped forward into the blond womans embrace, exchanging ebullient greetings.
Mal fidgeted a moment, like there was somethin' he wanted to say, but was holding back. "So..you'll wave. When you want. I guess."
Sammy shrugs. She doesn't know what she's doing here, or why. Only that she can't stay on Serenity, but she doesn't want to leave.
Mal surprises her by squeezing her shoulder, "You just take your time, mei mei."
"They'll be fine." Zoe's voice, calm and strong, and her own warm smile. "Get some rest, girl."
Sammy turns to face her. "Thank you, Zoe. And tell Wash..tell him thanks, too."
When she turns to look back Kaylee's thrown her arms around her, "We'll wave soon as we can! And take captures so we can see what you do! And don't worry about a thing!"
Sammy finds herself hugging the mechanic back, "Yeah, okay, Kaylee. You don't worry either."
There are too many goodbyes. Too many things to say. Sammy casts a last, terrified look around the cargo bay, meeting people's eyes, and then she darts down the ramp, and to Inara's side. They turn back and wave as Mal turns his back and punches the button to close the cargo bay doors.
Inara gives a heavy sigh and slumps against Sammy for a moment. "He didn't look back."
Sammy doesn't point out the obvious- neither did Inara...
Acolytes, cloaked in red, move silently through the halls. Shaved-headed monks pray, drink tea and whisper quietly. The scent of incense mingles with flowers, and the crisp scent of snow from the mountains.
Sammy pauses on the marble steps and breathes deep. Maybe she won't remember who she is... but maybe she'll find peace.
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