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Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

His amusement and quips was begininng to rankle her and Hawk set her jaw, eyes narrowing as he spoke to Mal. This was definately not the time for jokes, so she felt a surge of grateful relief as Wash turned Mr. universe back on track. The idea of customizable parts of the ship hovered in her mind and she set it aside for exploration later on, if she saw the ship she could have an idea of how and where to hit it, her old training from the war coming flooding back. It left a bas taste in her mouth and she felt herself nod, lost in thought still. Thank ye, it's appreciated. Really. she replied, tone grateful as she shook herself. Raising a hand she rubbed the back of her neck, staring out at the Black with eyes that weren't really paying attention at all. How far away te Greenleaf? she asked, voice a trifle distant, even though she had an idea already or would if she took a look at the radar. She was deep enough in thought and worry to not think of such simply situations as of now.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Mr. Universe dissappeared from the screen then, leaving a strange quiet on the deck until Hawk spoke again, and Wash looked over at her with his big blue eyes full of apology, as though it was all somehow his fault, Even if we're really burning cells, it's gonna take at least eighteen hours to reach Greenleaf, Wash said, and his eyes flicked to Mal, then back to Hawk, That's - if we're going. I mean, considering we now technically have - three fugitives on board, instead of just two. Head for Greenleaf we ain't got any ideas 'fore then, then we'll just - land and punch some people in the face. Mal said, turning to Hawk now, Meantime, you're gettin' your face fixed up by the doc, an' we're gonna have a talk. Not at the same time though, Wash supplied helpfully, Because getting your face stitched and recounting war stories doesn't usually work in unison. An' then the doc's gonna sew our pilot's lips shut, Mal added without missing a beat, and Wash turned to Zoe, Why do I like him? You don't, Mal called back as he headed out. Oh right. Wash replied, I just stick around to get electrocuted and watch you get bits cut off. That was once!
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Hawk stirred enough to smile at Wash, her gash pulling a mite. Shaking her head she shrugged It's not ye're fault, can't be helped that I found ye're Captain and first mate in that tavern. 'Tis the way it is. she murmured, wincing a bit at the length of time, feeling that crazed sense of desperation fill her once more. This a habit av ye'rs Captain, takin' on problem cases? she asked, raising a brow as she looked over at the Captain feeling some small sense of ease as he spoke, even if the plan was an impossible one it made her feel better that he was at least willing to ride some part of it out. I know some bits av sign language, or I can mime, would miming work? she asked, smirking a moment the odd sense of easy banter that she possessed with Sern urging her to be a little light hearted. That crashed and burned in an instant and for a moment she did not key into Wash and Mal's interplay as she followed Mal, silent a moment. Bits cut off? Ye've an odd crew Captain....but they seem te be good folk. she mused, looking about the old battered insides of the ship with vague interest.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

More'n you know, Mal said, leading Hawk across the platform, over the bridge in the direction of the medical ward, But we don't so much take 'em on as we get taken in by 'em. That is to say, they sort of find us, not the other way 'round. Can't be certain as to why, but I'd say it's just our good fortunes. Down a flight of stairs, and he lifted one shoulder in a shrug, Had a bad day, guy cut my ear off, Mal explained, and then pointed at said ear, adding brightly, I got it back. Don't work as well, but the doc did a fair job getting it back on, least my head isn't uneven. He led her into the med ward then, where Simon was waiting with sutures.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Ye seem te be fortunate in that respect. I hope it keeps up. she commented, tone idle, an odd sense of comfort weighing against the deep set worry that she felt. It could be a few things, the Captain, the ship....seems like a place that ye can feel safe, or free. Well, that's most any ship in the Black. she mused, walking with Mal and keeping pace. When he spoke of his run in with someone less then friendly, she quirked a brow, giving a speculative glance over the ear he tugged, her mouth tugging in an imperceptible smile That would be a tragedy. she commented, entering the white infirmary, trying not to think of how much Sern would have to be put together as she nodded at Simon. 'Lo Doc, sorry te keep ye waiting. she stated, taking a seat on the medical bench.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Mal nodded in agreement, Nothing worse than a lopsided head, then I'd be running around listening to my shoulder all day rather'n the sound of tiny feet pitter-pattering in huge combat boots 'cross the grates. he said, a cheerful sort of sarcasm strung haphazardly through his words, and he exchanged a terribly brief eye contact with Simon as the young doctor began to pick up his supplies. There was no denying that there was a friction between the two men, and it showed in the way they eyed eachother - but there was also an amount of respect there, enough that they hadn't killed eachother anyways. It's alright. Simon said the man had the patience of a saint anyways and probably would have stood in the same spot for a week if that was how long it took for Hawk to get there he approached her as she set herself on the table, and his gloved fingers very gently touched at her cheek as he inspected the wound, Yes, this definitely needed to be addressed I'm suprised you're not in more pain. A pause, Of course, you are a browncoat. he murmured.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Heh, you called him Nathan. Never know, ye're shoulder may be talkative. And ye mean the- ah young lass right? she asked, biting off the word 'spoggly' as she entered the infirmary, it would not do to say something to offend the doctor, especially since she had no idea of why the girl acted strangely. Seating herself on the infirmary bed she kept an eye on the Captain and the Doctor, seeing a tenseness that pervaded the room wondering what had caused it. With a mental shrug, she gave a thin smile at the doc, wincing faintly at the light pull of the gash. Exactly Doc, that and the surge av adrenaline that's been racing since I got te the bar. she replied easily, finding herself waiting for a smart-ass comment from Sern and not having it come. The smile slipped away and she rubbed a chafed wrist lightly keeping still to let Simon do his work.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

As charming as the Captain is, Simon remarked calmly as he pulled the sutures through the wound, his hand incredibly steady, You'll be better off not smiling for the next little while, if you can help it. If you flex your cheek muscle too much within the next few days, you're liable to rip these stitches, it's a touchy place. But then we can call you Ripper, Mal said, as though he had found some silver lining in it all Simon gave Mal a sideways look then, an almost confused expression, before turning his eyes back to the stitching. And then, from somewhere low to the ground, a small voice spoke Felt alone. Mal started, and then went down onto his haunches, one hand levelled on the operating table as he peered under it in the hollow area beneath it, River was sitting cross-legged, winding and unwinding her hair around her fingers, staring down at her knees, She likes small places, Simon said, unphased by his sister's hideout as he finished up the suturing, snipping the remaining thread and stepping back to cock his head at his work it was flawless, but he always checked to make sure, I'm not sure why - they seem to comfort her. River looked up then, and stared at Mal, Stray dog felt all alone, she said miserably, Shaggy mutt with a folded ear, lost the fight and lost his pack, wandered by himself into the black, came back two-strong but still felt all alone. She shifted then, coming forward so she was on her hands and knees, shifting until she was leaning in towards Mal, her huge eyes coming so close that Mal suddenly felt uncomfortable their noses were nearly touching. Limped on for miles and miles until he found other strays, and they moved together like one but he still wasn't quite right, because - because something was missing, River said, and her voice began to sound excited, like a child recounting a fairy tale, and a slow, wry smile crossed her little face, But the shaggy mutt didn't know the bird with the broken wing could make him feel like himself again, he'll carry her on his back for miles more and won't know that once she heals - that she can help him fly . There was a remarkable silence in the room then, and even Simon had gone still it was a very long time before Mal spoke, and he said very slowly Dogs don't fly. And then River slapped him across the face, crawled out from under the table, and left the room, leaving Mal on his haunches and looking confused.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Hawk kept still, the biting pain of the suturing making her tighten a fist. She gave a sidelong glance to Mal, amusement showing faintly in her eyes while her mouth remained steady. About to respond that she already had a nickname, she blinked, the soft small voice gaining her attention. The woman cast her eyes down, not able to see the girl, only a vague shadow and kept seated on the bed, having the sense that too many faces could be unnerving. Hawk nodded I did, when I was a lass. she murmured, speaking felt odd, with the gash sewed into place. Smaller places feel safer, they become yours, no one else can come inside. Maybe that's a help for her. she replied, keeping her voice quiet. She paused, listening to the girl's small speech. Hawk was an imaginative woman and she suddenly saw a scruffy, downtrodden mongrel with a ear that flopped comically trotting about in the stars alone. That was until it found another, both scampering in the Black, a small little pack against the vastness of space. The pull of the story drew her in and she relaxed, letting the girl's words wash over her. A small bird of prey with a wing that lay awkwardly against its side joined the tale, riding on the shaggy dog's back as it healed slowly, lifting off into the air once more, the little dog at its side. It made her want to laugh, the image so incongruous but she refrained not wanting to split the gash once more. The sound of Mal getting slapped made Hawk leave the table and she crouched as well, the tiniest smile on her face I think ye missed the point. she murmured, amused.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Mal rocked back on his heels for a moment, his expression pulled into one of immense confusion, Did I? he asked, astounded and oblivious, and he looked up at Simon, who simply nodded his head in agreement with Hawk that, yes, the Captain had indeed missed the point, though he would politely refrain from saying so because, really, he didn't need to. Besides that, Simon found he almost approved of River's act of violence, because on occasion he was certain the Captain of the Serenity could use getting some sense beaten into him the Doctor was aware that Mal wasn't the idiot he tried to look like, but the man insisted on keeping the facade. Ultimately, Simon had discovered that beneath the blank expressions, Mal was intelligent - but he had a different kind of intelligence than the doctor. Simon's was a strictly educational intelligence, as a doctor, he was in the top five in the known universe, but he was fairly certain that Malcolm Reynolds was without competition - his knowledge and ability was a more rudimentary sort, but Simon knew that he would never be able to do some of the things the Captain did. Then Wash's voice crackled over the radio, We got an incoming from Persephone. Oh, good. That'll be a job, then. Mal said, mind already off of what had happened. You don't actually intend to take another job from Badger after the trouble we had last time, do you? Simon asked, and then instantly regretted it, because Mal gave him the blank stare, and was silent for a long moment. Yeah. Mal said finally, and then headed out of the medical room and back towards the controls, gesturing for Hawk to follow. Fantastic. Simon sighed.
Thread: A written apology and absence.

For the last few days and in some cases have run longer than that, I've been skipping on a lot of RPs, mostly with some friends of mine that I should've been keeping tabs on. I accept this as my own fault and for that, I'm sorry to the following Luna, Pistol Kiss, NurseK, CommunistFluffy, Mandys Evil Shadow and Notte. This will also tie into the absence part. In about two weeks from now, I'll be starting to pack up my things and heading home to Rhode Island on the 11th of February and I won't get there until about Valentine's Day, depending if the weather cooperates. Because last I checked, there's bound to be some shitty stuff heading our way beforehand.
Thread: A written apology and absence.

There is some shitty stuff headed towards the Northeast some of it's there already, actually. For my part, I understand and it's alright.
Thread: A written apology and absence.

-huggles- Its okay dear
Thread: A written apology and absence.

-cuddles-
Thread: [[Cheshire Smirk x Yuuki]]

The House of Ahn'kir was in shambles. With their leader and her consort lost by the hands of an assassin, the responsibility of leading was left with their eldest daughter who had just turned 19. Of course, her aunt, who was chosen as the ruling mother, was more than capable of taking care of the family but Selene knew that it was her responsibility. And among those responsibilities was finding out who hired the assassin responsible for tearing her family apart. It was hard, trying to find that answer with the assassin dead at the hands of Vallios who is supposedly her consort now. Selene sat at the roof of the family home, watching as the day broke over the city. She pulled her jacket closer to her body, shivering slightly from the cold as the wind whipped her long black hair back. Sighing, she thought of all the things she had to do for the day. Lessons with her aunt were the first on the list. Lessons bored Selene and it made her feel like nobody was doing anything about her parents' deaths. Today, she planned on skipping lessons and going out into the city to find information on the assassin. Her aunt would be so angry once she found out where she was going to find her information. Getting up from her seat, she went back into her room. She still hadn't moved into her parents' room like she was supposed to once they died. Taking a robe from her the top of her head, she put it on over her dress. Most of the people in the house were still asleep so it was easy for Selene to sneak out through the back door. The local pub would be full of drunk men. Drunk enough to leak some information to a beautiful woman. Of course, it would be quite foolish for her to go there alone but it was a risk that she was willing to take.
Thread: [[Cheshire Smirk x Yuuki]]

Selene, on her way to the pub, had passed by the training hall. Normally, she would have simply passed by, deciding not to step foot in her father's second home until she was ready. Today, however, she could hear voices from inside and her curiosity got the better of. Deciding that she would have to face the ghost of her parents' death sooner or later, Selene slowly entered the training hall. As a child, she had often come to the hall to watch her father as he trained many men who came from all places, hoping to become the next Weapons Master. She had grown accustomed to a favorite hiding place and contented herself to watching Vallios as he fought with one of the guards. Some were unhappy about him being chosen as a Weapons Master but Selene could see that her father had taught him well. She stayed until the very end of the little duel between Vallios and the guard. Indeed, her father had taught him well but she still blamed him for the unanswered questions that the assassin's death has left. Her parents had not know their enemy and they died because of it. Selene vowed to herself that she would not fall from the same mistake. Slowly, she got up from hiding place and exited the training hall. The pub was not too far away and she entered it, catching the attention of most of the men inside. Well... what do we have here? One of the patrons said, loudly. Have you come to entertain us, woman? No, Selene spoke, arching an aristocratic eyebrow at the drunken man. She moved closer to him, however, settling on the bar stool next to him. I come here, seeking information about a certain man by the name of Tavish. I'm willing to part with a certain amount of money to get the information I need. I'm afraid, missy. He spoke, placing his filthy hand on top of her knee and sliding upwards, That type of information is highly classified. Money, I can easily steal from people in this city. I would be willing to trade for non-monetary terms. Selene sneered and pushed the man's hand away from her thigh. Do not dare touch me again with those filthy hands of yours.
Thread: [[Cheshire Smirk x Yuuki]]

A few moments later the pub door swung open and in walked Vallios, dressed in his normal manner. A pair of tanned fur leggings and a savage black leather harness, with a black traveling cloak lined with white fur. Most of the Ahn'kir sector of the city had grown used to Vallios' outlandish clothing...Though some still found it odd. After all, it wasn't every day you saw someone dressed in the primal manner of the northern tribes. Vallios yawned quietly as he walked up behind Selene, taking a silent stand by her side. He stared down at the man who was harassing her, fixing him with his withering gaze. Vallios had a surprisingly handsome face, his skin a flawless ivory tone, lips thin and supple, with a strong but not over-imposing jaw. However, one flaw marred his otherwise perfect visage. A jagged scar ran from the center of his right eyebrow all the way down to the bottom of his cheek. It had been ritualistically treated so that it had turned a dark ominous black. Like most tribes, Vallios' people had seen scars as badges of honor, and as such they were to be properly preserved. A fusion of noble culture and savage fury, Vallios was a walking paradox. He reached out and wrapped his arm around Selene, pulling her into a gentle but protective one armed embrace. Right now, there was nothing sexual to the touch. Vallios saw himself as Selene's protector, nothing more, and nothing less.
Thread: [[Cheshire Smirk x Yuuki]]

What, in heaven's name, are you doing here? Selene frowned at him but didn't struggle against the arm that he kept around her. The man she had been talking to did not show any signs of fear. He probably would under normal circumstances but he was so drunk that his common sense had gone down the drain. He, and several of his drunken companions, stood up, leering at the two of them. Now, now... don't be such a spoilsport. The little lady only wants to get information on everyone's favorite assassin. And we can give it to her. Of course, this information is highly classified and I'm sure she wouldn't want to know who is after her family but we're willing to part with that information for a price of course. It's a win-win for her really. She gets the information she needs and I get to teach her the sins of the flesh. His barking laughter was echoed by his companions as he reached for her face, her delicate features unmarred unlike Vallios'. You can even have her when we're done. Selene didn't hesitate and she slapped the man's away. This infuriated the drunken man and he brought up his fist to strike Selene. Annoyed, Selene kicked at his knee. Her father had told her that it was one of the most sensitive parts of the body and she had seen Vallios use it earlier in his class. Of course, she wasn't as strong as Vallios so all she did was anger the man further. His companions came closer, forming a tight circle around them and for the first time, Selene felt fear as they were easily outnumbered. She leaned against Vallios, resting her hand against his arm as she got as close to his as she possibly could.
Thread: [[Cheshire Smirk x Yuuki]]

Citizens, I give you one chance to stand down. I am Vallios Vladric Xiloscient, Weapons Master of House Ahn'kir. You've attempted to accost the heir to the throne, and are further threatening her. Stand down, or I will end your lives. At those words the entire pub turned to face the brewing conflict. The minstrel that was playing the pub began to strike up a fast chord, seizing advantage of the situation. Vallios threw his cloak down and drew his notched ax from it's holster on his right hip. Next he pulled off the corded leather belt wrapped around his waist, which revealed itself to actually be a barbed triple lashed whip. Vallios cracked the whip once and spun the ax in his right hand, making sure it's weight settled properly in his grip. He stood in front of and around Selene, keeping her within his protective grasp. He could move any direction, strike at anything at a second's notice. Like a scorpion he waited, prepared for the attack.
Thread: [[Cheshire Smirk x Yuuki]]

The men were not so smart. Or perhaps, they were but their drunkenness impaired their ability to think. One of the men who stood behind them made a grab for Selene but she was able to fend him off while the one she had talked to earlier, drew his weapon and raised it, looking at Vallios. I do not care who you are. But now that I know who she is, I do care about who she is. He sneered. The master would pay a handsome price for her head. Oh... the joy on the master's face to see the House of Ahn'kir's head captured by none other but myself. The master would pay well for the demise of the House of Ahn'kir and I will be more than happy to oblige. Now, step aside and let the lady come with us if you want to get out of this pub alive. Selene was huddled as close to Vallios as she could. She didn't want to put her hands on him, knowing it would be easier for him to fight the men off if she wasn't holding him down. The man who was talking rushed forward, trying to distract Vallios as two other made another attempt to grab Selene. She shrieked as the men touched her and she tried to push them away from her, scratching at their hands in the process.
Thread: [[Cheshire Smirk x Yuuki]]

Vallios cracked the whip across the oncoming man's face, while gripping Selene's waist and stepping to the side. He tore her free of their grasp and charged away, moving to a defensible corner. Vallios stood in front of Selene, ax and whip waiting for his assailants to try again. Hopefully the first man would be blinded by the vicious barbs that had raked over his face, and hopefully across his eyes. Low growls rumbled out of Vallios' throat as he stood in front of Selene, a look of ferocious determination on his face. He was certainly good at the whole guard dog job. He cracked the whip twice and made a beckoning motion with the ax, taunting his attackers. Vallios' heart thundered in his chest as adrenaline surged through his veins. A sinister smirk had curved his lips, Vallios loved the thrill of battle. He was drinking in the energy, the frenzy, and doing his best to stop himself from being swept away by the tide. Doing this had taken years of practice, years of mental exercise to keep himself from flying into blood-crazed frenzy like his kin had taught him.