Firefly Mafia Round 2 Voting Due 10/30 @ Midnight EST
VOTE OR DIE! ... or both *shrug*
Jinheim
20 years ago
tails
Cobert
20 years ago
heas live tails lose?
Cobert
20 years ago
heas live tails lose?
Verileah
20 years ago
*mutters* Ah, well, I suppose two folks will live to fight another day.
Verileah
20 years ago
*mutters* Ah, well, I suppose two folks will live to fight another day.
Jinheim
20 years ago
yay!
Jinheim
20 years ago
yay!
Cobert
20 years ago
yay?
Cobert
20 years ago
yay?
pooka
20 years ago
If there is a doctor in the house, I suspect I might get hit tomorrow.
pooka
20 years ago
If there is a doctor in the house, I suspect I might get hit tomorrow.
Verileah
20 years ago
Serenity :: Cargo Bay :: Zoe, Mal, Lynch Mob
Zoe watched the tension unfold in the cargo bay. Another day, another fight. How this bunch had managed to survive together on Shadow was beyond her, what with all the arguing and pushing and shoving.
Still, tonight it seemed they were just blowing off a little steam. The fight came to stalemate without anyone dying; there was something to be said for that.
Well, anyone –else- dying, anyway.
Sighing, she turned to Mal, who was regarding the interactions with his usual impassive expression.
"I don’t like it, sir"
Mal kept his eyes on the cargo bay, though Zoe thought she detected a smirk. "What's not to like, folks getting slaughtered in their sleep, or not in their sleep... everything’s been peachy."
"No sir, about stopping at Niska's."
"Now that we ain't got no kind of choice on the matter."
Well, Cap’n was right about that; their options were certainly few. Even so, Niska had a certain reputation; a reputation that made whoever was carving people up on Serenity look like the fairy godmother. And there was the fact that making a stop right now, things being as volatile as they were, just smelled like trouble to Zoe. Hopefully they could get their repairs done and get going without their passengers ever leaving the ship…but somehow things never could be that simple.
Zoe watched the tension unfold in the cargo bay. Another day, another fight. How this bunch had managed to survive together on Shadow was beyond her, what with all the arguing and pushing and shoving.
Still, tonight it seemed they were just blowing off a little steam. The fight came to stalemate without anyone dying; there was something to be said for that.
Well, anyone –else- dying, anyway.
Sighing, she turned to Mal, who was regarding the interactions with his usual impassive expression.
"I don’t like it, sir"
Mal kept his eyes on the cargo bay, though Zoe thought she detected a smirk. "What's not to like, folks getting slaughtered in their sleep, or not in their sleep... everything’s been peachy."
"No sir, about stopping at Niska's."
"Now that we ain't got no kind of choice on the matter."
Well, Cap’n was right about that; their options were certainly few. Even so, Niska had a certain reputation; a reputation that made whoever was carving people up on Serenity look like the fairy godmother. And there was the fact that making a stop right now, things being as volatile as they were, just smelled like trouble to Zoe. Hopefully they could get their repairs done and get going without their passengers ever leaving the ship…but somehow things never could be that simple.
Verileah
20 years ago
Serenity :: Cargo Bay :: Zoe, Mal, Lynch Mob
Zoe watched the tension unfold in the cargo bay. Another day, another fight. How this bunch had managed to survive together on Shadow was beyond her, what with all the arguing and pushing and shoving.
Still, tonight it seemed they were just blowing off a little steam. The fight came to stalemate without anyone dying; there was something to be said for that.
Well, anyone –else- dying, anyway.
Sighing, she turned to Mal, who was regarding the interactions with his usual impassive expression.
"I don’t like it, sir"
Mal kept his eyes on the cargo bay, though Zoe thought she detected a smirk. "What's not to like, folks getting slaughtered in their sleep, or not in their sleep... everything’s been peachy."
"No sir, about stopping at Niska's."
"Now that we ain't got no kind of choice on the matter."
Well, Cap’n was right about that; their options were certainly few. Even so, Niska had a certain reputation; a reputation that made whoever was carving people up on Serenity look like the fairy godmother. And there was the fact that making a stop right now, things being as volatile as they were, just smelled like trouble to Zoe. Hopefully they could get their repairs done and get going without their passengers ever leaving the ship…but somehow things never could be that simple.
Zoe watched the tension unfold in the cargo bay. Another day, another fight. How this bunch had managed to survive together on Shadow was beyond her, what with all the arguing and pushing and shoving.
Still, tonight it seemed they were just blowing off a little steam. The fight came to stalemate without anyone dying; there was something to be said for that.
Well, anyone –else- dying, anyway.
Sighing, she turned to Mal, who was regarding the interactions with his usual impassive expression.
"I don’t like it, sir"
Mal kept his eyes on the cargo bay, though Zoe thought she detected a smirk. "What's not to like, folks getting slaughtered in their sleep, or not in their sleep... everything’s been peachy."
"No sir, about stopping at Niska's."
"Now that we ain't got no kind of choice on the matter."
Well, Cap’n was right about that; their options were certainly few. Even so, Niska had a certain reputation; a reputation that made whoever was carving people up on Serenity look like the fairy godmother. And there was the fact that making a stop right now, things being as volatile as they were, just smelled like trouble to Zoe. Hopefully they could get their repairs done and get going without their passengers ever leaving the ship…but somehow things never could be that simple.
duexe
20 years ago
oops, missed this...
On the good note... I LIVE (wow, on a coin toss)
On the good note... I LIVE (wow, on a coin toss)
duexe
20 years ago
oops, missed this...
On the good note... I LIVE (wow, on a coin toss)
On the good note... I LIVE (wow, on a coin toss)