Quid Stellae Signant

Mal doesn’t want her to think he’s jealous (what kind of 白痴 would be jealous over his second-in-command, anyway? she’s not his wife, she’s not his lover, she’s not his ship) so he tries to keep away after Zoë and Wash get married, staying mostly to his cabin or bothering Kaylee in the engine room. [...]

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“What you do in your shuttle is your business, but I believe I’m going blind in both eyes, ‘cause it looks like that lady you brought on board is wearing a Federation uniform.”

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“I have to go. It doesn’t matter where any more. I just need to go off-planet.”

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“Aw, come on, Captain. You know it ain’t no more a fire hazard than this whole ship is,” Kaylee says, laughing in that indulgent way she has when she knows Mal’s going to give in to what she wants anyway and it doesn’t really matter whether she argues or not. He tries to glower at [...]

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“Sagramore!”
Mal’s head jerks up like a cocked gun to see who’s got Inara calling out like that, her voice hitting that sweet place it does when she’s pleased. Across the room he half catches sight of a tall man waving back at them.

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“Don’t touch it!” she screams, taking big steps backwards. Her sweater is pink. Her hair has little braids in it because Inara was taking care of her yesterday, and she lets Inara braid her hair. She doesn’t let Simon.
“River, please. It’s all right.”
“Nothing is all right!”

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Simon wipes his arm across his forehead and then his hands on his apron, and sighs; behind him River is watching. He knows she always does, when she can. He can hear her barefoot on the floor of the surgery, coming closer until she leans her chin on his shoulder and looks over him at the man on the table, the man whose blood will not stop leaking.

“Eww,” she says, and then, “Partial response. He wants to be screaming, but he’s not.”

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