Jayne started giggling and talking like a little
windego, which was reputed to be loose in
the depths of space, where is stalked ships
of goods. River chimed, "They are here now."
The wind blew through her hair making it
fly in the face of Simon and Kaylee
as they tumbled through zero gravity while trying
to consummate their mutual admiration. River watched with
a vacant look in her eye as the
bullets flew past her, spinning uselessly in the
near vacuum suddenly created by the violent outpouring
quasi-matter from Serenity's exploding engine core. Wash pulled
his manhood out as Kaylee entered the room.
"You better not let Zoe see that or
she’ll drag you off to the bedroom, and
chop it off, and put it into a
little box, before launching what's left into space.
Wash decided to put it away. Kaylee was
thinking of a new dress she had seen
and Jane was admiring said dress, longing, but
distant. "I'll be in my bunk", he said.
Kaylee was offended by Jayne's misbegotten efforts to
entice her into touching his rifles. After all
when the money got too good he got
down-right excited, and couldn't understand why nobody
wanted to engage in such horrifyingly pedestrian pastimes.
Inara sat quietly in her shuttle. Her display
of modern art was not as popular as
as her showcase of sex toys. But, that
all required charged energy cells that were depleted
by Jane, with his hair dryer, and his
love of high powered man toys, though Zoe
also got into that sort of thing, so
Kaylie would stop lurking around outside her door.
"Speaking of 'lurking'," said Mal, "Who has been
watching me on the john? I know one
person has been, because I've heard them giggling."
“Well it is funny,” said Simon. “You should
know by now what kind of crew you
attract. Have you noticed how everyone looks at
Shepard; like the time is hair was unbound
and River started freaking out." Mal considered this
to be a good thing, because when something
goes wrong; it really goes wrong; but it
feels so right. The ship lurched as a
Reaver vessel came floating past. "Holy $%^@", said
Wash, "we have zombies off the port bow!"
The zombies were looking for some help with
their taxes. April 15th was nigh upon them.
yet what stolen from them was gracious sky
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