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

That feel of dread, the cold tingle on the back of her neck remained and she felt that she was clenching her teeth. If she was a canine her hackles would have been up. Even so, she kept her mind on the possibility of Sern being alive, and waiting for a helping hand. Who better to give it then her? After all she did owe him on what seemed like a good handful of favours. Besides that is was a unspoken agreement that they watch out for each other, it had been so since the War had begun. Even against the Alliance, a organization that thrived on cold order and the compliance of millions, something that seemed everywhere and anything at once, with the Browncoats it didn't matter what you stood against, or how you stood against it, as long as you carved your own path. That mindset, the sort of mule like stubbornness that all Browncoats seemed to have one way or the other was what kept Hawk focused on the hope that Sern was alright. It allowed her to be able to leave the house and keep going....mostly. When she heard the woman, Zoe speak she turned her head to the window, and spotted the Alliance fellow. All her instincts clamored at once at she took in the smooth, clearcut features of the man, feeling her hand clench around the butt of a well used pistol, her's or Sern's she didn't think of that now. A voice screamed at her to shoot the bastard, and interrogate him as his life blood spilled onto the dusty ground. Another urged her to run and get as far away as possible, it wouldn't help Sern to be jailed, or captured as well. Both voices argued for what seemed like hours, but were muted slightly as Mal spoke, level eyes directed at her. He meant what he said, the man was refreshingly blunt and she felt herself nod, tearing her gaze away from the Alliance fellow Show me ye're ship Captain. And....ye're right, he'll be found soon enough. she stated. And there will be hell te pay she added in afterthought, already moving to the back window, body tense as she cut off all ideas of revenge swiftly, stomach churning.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Hawk backed up a moment and dashed to the window, leaping on and rolling on the ground neatly, before springing up. She stood and adjusted her shirt, turning her head to see the Alliance fellow, eyes tracking over his face and the badge that he wore. She memorized all she could, teeth clenched again as she wished nothing more then to walk up to the man and pound his face in. That was right about the same time that Mal slugged him and a large part of herself cheered within as the pretty boy sprawled out onto the ground, down for the count, or more. As Mal and Zoe stepped over him, Hawk followed, instead giving a none to gentle step on his belly, following at a swift jog. She gave a quick, guileless nod to the woman, darting onto the ship and gave a swift look of appreciation about the cargo bay. Im jealous. She muttered, half to herself, taking in the battered, rusted interior feeling an near instant sense of homeyness and comfort. Sern would enjoy this as well, mostly the engine since he loved to tinker with anything mechanical. Swallowing she moved on walking into the cockpit and not noticing the rumpled haired fellow playing with toy dinos a moment. As he jerked and tried vainly to hide his doings, she looked at him and relaxed slightly an odd sort of kinship in her eyes. Whether it was that he was a pilot, or simply the accepting way he took things, she liked him. About to ask who River was, she looked at the small slip of a lass stare the Captain down, gracefully branding the dinosaur in his face before moving more like floating away with the chair leg balanced on her head. A mix of bemusement, curiosity and wonder crossed her face all at once, crashed into each other and vanished as she slowly shook her head Im either going te like it here, or go mad. She mused, voice quiet still, mostly tracking through what to do next.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Wash tossed a sheepish grin in Hawk's direction, and then his eyes moved to Zoe, I don't mean to sound rude, darling, he said, and Zoe looked at him, and the warrior woman's eyes looked soft for once as she looked at Wash, But who's she? Browncoat. Zoe replied, and rubbed her hand through his blonde hair, and Wash just nodded his head and said nothing more, because he immediately understood the bond that his wife would have with the woman, even after only knowing her for a few minutes. The Serenity was taking off then, maneuvered into the sky and out of the city's airspace, breaking up through the barrier, and jolting into space within a few minutes. Simon suddenly appeared in the doorway, peering inside, Ah, I see we're back from our annual fistfight, Simon said, stepping inside, his long fingers fiddling with the buttons on his vest, and his eyes moved over Hawk for a moment with a purely intellectual curiousity, and he gave her a small, polite nod as a greeting before his eyes shifted to Mal, And how did it go? Fun. Mal replied shortly, Smashed some faces, laughed, cried, braided eachother's hair. It was good times, Doc. Simon's mouth was a thin line, then, Mm-hmm, he said, Would anyone mind explaining why River is wearing a chair leg as a hat? All at once, everyone shrugged, and Simon sighed, Alright. Fine. he said, But would someone please make sure Jayne keeps his fingers out of his eyes? It's just that he tries to break my arm every time I try and stop him, and if he irritates it anymore, he'll never stop whining. He left the room then, and then Wash looked at Mal, Why, uh, why did you give her a chair leg anyways? No reason. Mal mumbled, and then cleared his throat, Right, we got a browncoat in trouble here.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Hawk kept her arms behind her, standing in an at ease militant stance. It was of course a habit from her time in the War and she watched the odd rumpled man and Zoe, reflecting on the strange, yet fitting pair they made. She remained still as Serenity jolted into space, still looking around the cockpit reflectively, thoughts tumbling through her mind, of the ship, the crew she had seen and of course what she was to do next. So far, Mal and Zoe seemed willing enough to aid her and she hoped that would stay true. She needed all the help she could get with that shifty fellow on the opposing side. Turning her thoughts aside from the much too grim she looked over at the younger Core fellow and gave a nod as well, mouth easing a trifle. It was obvious he was a doctor, he had the same air her brother did, calm, quiet, much more formal but the similarity was there. Her mouth quirked a bit further at Mals line and she nodded Ye should see him work at that, he tells the nicest stories during hair braiding time, made me all warm and fuzzy inside she replied, voice between deadpan and snark. Jayne had to be the large fellow that had crashed into a wall and she felt a bit of pity for the man, Alliance had all sorts of fancy, nasty tools and that mace was one of the worse. Watching Simon go, Hawk nodded, tenseness appearing around her face again Friend av mine was taken by the Alliance, roughed up pretty badly before that, I need to track him down. She stated, and frowned If I knew where to start, that would be av great help, but for now we had to run off planet to not end up like Sern, he could still be there, or in a shipits hard te tell. She added lamely, frustration flaring in her eyes a moment.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Wash turned in his chair to look at Hawk then, his eyebrows raising, The Alliance took your friend? he repeated, his big eyes shifting around the room for a moment like ping pong balls before bouncing back to Hawk again, I don't mean to sound judgemental here but - did you break any laws? I mean, I know that the Alliance is basically the devil, but they don't usually go after someone unless they're - wanted for something. Mal stared hard at Wash, who shrank back only slightly, but his voice remained firm, What? Let's be fair here Mal, you thought the same thing about Simon and River, the only difference here is that she didn't pop out of a freezer, Wash said, gesturing to Hawk, It's just, I think we need full disclosure here, browncoat or not. We should ask at the very least, right? Mal's shoulders were stiff for a long moment, and then he let out a breath there was no way Mal would apologize or admit that Wash had a point, but he turned to Hawk then, Anything we oughta know about? he asked, and then waited for half a second before adding, No? Good. He turned to Zoe now, Now that's settled, we're gonna have to find out about any Alliance crafts that were in the area, best we can do to figure this out. Could be anywhere by now. The guy who held you, what'd he look like - Mal began, but suddenly fell silent, because River was back, standing in the doorway with wide eyes, clutching the chair leg in her hands, her eyes pinned onto Hawk. Will you walk into my parlour? she asked, walking towards Hawk now, unblinking, the light reflecting off her enormous eyes she tucked a bit of her hair behind her ear, 'Tis the prettiest parlour that ever you may spy, the way into my parlor is up a winding stair, and I have many curious things to show when you are there. She was only inches away from Hawk then, side-stepping up to her. What's going on? Wash asked, alarmed. He dragged her up his winding stair, into the dismal den, within his little parlor, River said, But she never came out again. There was a painfully long silence, and River looked down at the chair leg in her hands, and her expression twisted into one of child-like confusion, and then her bottom lip began to tremble, Rimaru took his words from him, tore them right out of his mouth while he screamed. River said, and then suddenly pitched the chair leg to the floor, and began to scream. In an instant Simon was in the room again, trying to put his hands on her shoulder, but she was pushing him away, shrieking and hitting her brother, even managing to knock him back for a moment, No! No! And then suddenly she was silent, Simon holding his arms around her, clutching her close to his chest. And Wash looked at the chair leg, and slowly dragged his eyes up to Mal, who had a strange, unreadable expression.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Hawk stiffened a bit, colour blooming on her face as Wash spoke, it was a valid question, yet part of her resented the asking. She gave a shrug No more then whats needed te survive out here. Anyone thats died by my hand was trying te kill me, never trafficked in drugs or slaves and kept away from more overly shady deals. She replied evenly, hiding a faint smile at Mals odd faith that she was a trustworthy person. She was, and it was an easy idea to see how anyone wouldnt be out here in the Black, yet having someone on the look-out for her besides Sern was nice. About to explain what little she knew of why Rimaru had stepped in, she paused as River returned transfixing her with those large doe eyes. A slow chill ran down her spine while the girl spoke and a distant memory pricked her sense as the childhood poem ran in her mind. 'Oh no, no, said the little fly to ask me is in vain, For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again. ' Hawk thought uncomfortably, the unease plainly there as she spoke on, the womans body tensing a bit. The faint colour to her face drained away, the faint freckles standing out as River began to shout and Hawks eyes widened, mouth falling open in a small o her mind surging with images of what has happening to her friend and she clenched her fists hard, eyes narrowing Howd she know the name? I never even told any av ye. She stated, voice cool, and calm terse at the edges. She was trying very hard not to lash out at the girl, whatever she was spouting, however she knewit distressed her to know it more then it did Hawk to hear it. Swallowing, she watched them both Lass? she asked, after a moment, tone gentling with an effort Take a breath, nice and slow, tell me how ye knew that poem, its quite an old one. She stated, trying to get calm her, as her mind raced and tumbled with panicky thoughts and a tightness closed around her chest, wondering just how much time they had left Anything on the radar? she asked, looking over at Wash and Mal, torn between wanting to search on her own and look for more aid then she had already received.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Simon was clutching River, who was suddenly so still and silent that one might scarcely be able to believe she was still alive, her face buried against her brother's shirt he could feel her tears soaking through the material, and it broke his heart all over again. He stroked a hand through her hair, and pressed his lips to the top of her head, trying to soothe the small girl, and the way he was holding her made it look like he was afraid to even let go of her. River reads everything, anything she can get her hands on, Simon replied promptly, She has - episodes - sometimes. It's hard to explain. There was a long silence, and then he spoke again, Who's Rimaru? Simon asked, and suddenly his voice was hard and harsh-sounding, as though he wanted to find the man himself and tear him apart, and his eyes shifted individually to everyone in the room, seeking information from the gaze alone, and his eyes settled on Hawk for an instant before double-taking to Mal. Something wasn't right about his expression Mal, who usually only wore a look of vague bemusement to confuse people into thinking he was a complete idiot - but there was something about the way his mouth had twisted, like he wanted to spit out something terrible. Alliance, Zoe said, as Mal made it clear he wasn't eager to speak on the matter, But this isn't the kind that will take you prisoner and read you your rights - Rimaru isn't just a foot-soldier, he's ranked so high that they don't even really have a title for him. At least, the Alliance doesn't. But we called him a spider. Because he's got long legs? Wash asked hopefully. Yes. Zoe said, and Wash looked relieved, And because he liked to tie up his victims and drain their blood. Wash ceased looking relieved. He was around for Serenity Valley and every battle that came after - he hated browncoats. Still does, by the look of it. During interrogation, said he'd see us all dead one day, Zoe said, and she and Mal exchanged looks for an instant, but ever-watchful Simon caught it. He just said it, just started - monologuing like that? Simon asked, and his eyes were on Mal, Or someone did something that made him lose his temper. Mal scratched his nose and looked at the ceiling. We should talk to Mr. Universe. Wash said, He can give us some direction.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Hawk nodded at Simons explanation, truly only half hearing it. The way the girl wept and clung to her brother made part of her twist in sympathy and the other become frantic with the need to find Sern and do something, instead of just standing about like a moon-brain. Her jaw so tense that she could swear everyone could hear it creaking she listened to Zoe, stomach clenching coldly, the gash above her jawline began to ache sharply, and she ignored it speaking up I remember him, or mention av him at least. Never saw the man in the War, but his name ran circuits among the other squadrons, became somethin av a ghoulish legend in our Brigade.the Spider, they called him, thats right. She muttered, fists tensing until her knuckles went white. And that bastard had Sern, she cursed herself an idiot for not recalling that earlier, for not doing something, for not thinking of a plan, or returning earlier. For all the hundreds of things she could have done, or couldnt have done and for the fact that she hadnt much of a leg to stand on right as of now. A sick look crossed her face as the word spider really hit her, spiders could keep their prey for days, and a Alliance with a Browncoat, especially one like Sern was exactly like a spider and a fly. It was of hard telling on how long Rimaru would keep Sern alive, and Rivers comment of Serns words being torn from his mouth made her swallow hard, somehow that sounded much more literal then she wanted to know. Her mind attempted to switch tactics, Sern was a tough old beggar and no matter what was done to him hed pull through, through sheer mule-headed stubbornness, and the pure relish of sticking it to the Alliance once again and letting an Independent slip through their fingers Alliance usually is one te hold long grudges, sometimes its warranted, other times its the petty gorram need to say that they won at long lasteven after the Wars done. She stated, and raised a brow at Washs suggestion The Universe? Hes a legend. She commented, disbelief in her voice at that idea, even if it was all they had going for them.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Simon was watching Hawk as she spoke, and his dark eyes were fixed on her face it would take only a moment to realize that he was staring at the open, leaking gash in her face with the fixation that only a doctor can have, I'm going to, Simon said, his body moving even as his eyes seemed to stay in exactly the same spot, one arm securely around River's thin shoulders, directing her along with him and towards the door, Go get some equipment to take care of that wound. It needs to be sutured. Doc's right, you should probably head over and get that fixed, Wash said, noticing the cut on her face as well, even while his hands dialed absently for Mr. Universe the screen ahead filled with static for a moment, and then cut suddenly to a pale face and wide, dark eyes. Mr. Universe stared back at them from his console, his eyebrows raised, I hesitate to answer any calls these days, but you guys always have something interesting going on, you know? Mr. Universe said, Call went in a couple hours ago from an Alliance transport, Mal, some very powerful and angry men are looking for a Browncoat, you wouldn't know anything about that would you? I mean, that wouldn't be why you'd interrupt my lunch, right? He looked at Hawk then, Why, hello there , he said, Gotta hand it to you Mal, you always have the prettiest crew. You too, Jayne, looking good. Fugoff Jayne replied from behind his ice pack as he passed by the door.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Hawk felt a brow raise at Simon's stare and her attention was diverted briefly to the gash above her jaw. Ill get te it Doc, not a worry. She replied idly, watching them go as she turned to the screen, staring a moment at the dark eyed, rumple haired fellow known as Mr. Universe. She felt a disconcerting mix of amusement and faint disappointment. After all it wasnt everyday that one saw what was a legend of the Black, it was entirely another thing to see that said legend was what looked to be a skinny, curly haired hyperactive flirt. And who was that in the background? Some blonde from what she could tell, three seconds into the wave and the man was already a gorram enigma. Her mind ignored any more disappointment of human legends as he spoke, an intense glint flaring in her dark blue green eyes at the mention of Alliance I try and take care av myself. Hawk deadpanned, completely aware of her dusty, battered appearance. She was rigidly tense right now, mouth pressed into a thin line as she stepped towards the video screen What can ye tell meah, us? she asked, forgetting a moment whose ship she was on and who was the Captain. After all piloting a handful of crafts on your own with one other crew member tended to make your world in the Black small at times. She shot Mal an apologetic shrug, quickly turning back to the screen, waiting. Blah, shortish, apologies. Want me to take any other of the crew, to even things out?
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

I'd like to help you take care of yourself sometime, Mr. Universe replied without missing a beat, and even waggled his eyebrows at Hawk before rolling back to the subject, mostly because of the look Mal was giving him, Hey, Mal, you're looking big and scary right now. I'm just gonna go ahead and guess that this whole Unification Day has got you and your brown booties in a bit of a bind. Wonderful alliteration. Simon said drily. Thanks, Mr. Universe said, tossing a 100-watt grin at him, Look, the radio that went out a while ago, it was definitely Alliance, but it was hailed from a level that I've only seen once or twice. Whoever made this radio is a powerful guy in the eyes of the Alliance, and he's out for the blood of a browncoat, and I'm also going to guess that it's no coincidence that you've got an obvious and brank-spankin' new browncoat on board your ship, Mal. She's got the same swagger as you. You'd better not be risking my lily white skin for this. You're Mr. Universe. You'll be fine. Mal replied, gesturing vaguely at the screen, You've got all that - technology - n'stuff. So articulate. Mr. Universe sighed, Alright, well, the initial radio came from Persephone, and with power like that guy has, I naturally stalked the signal for a while. Naturally. Anyways, got an Alliance class cruiser - weirdest looking thing - it's about twenty miles North of you, looks like it's heading for Greenleaf. Ta ma de! Alliance territory, Wash hissed.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Hawks mouth twitched with a faint smirk, the fellow reminded her of her twin, an unrepentant flirt as well. Im sure ye would. But, get down te brass tacks, Unification Day gets me in a rough mood, this one in particular. She commented briefly as Mal glared, listening intently as while Mr. Universe spoke, feeling her stomach clench hard. Swallowing, she nodded once No its not and its news that rounds out my day wonderfully. She muttered, eyes darkening with the prospect of what lay before her. It was more obvious now that Rimaru was someone in a higher chain, with the two officers he had commanded and the way that his mere presence seemed to speak of true power and authority. He wasnt a regular officer that was a power hungry prick this man had a blood-grudge and would see it through to the end. It was also an unhappy coincidence that he had found Sern, who had been the Captain in those days of their Drop Squadron, and had been damned good at him. She felt a sick, churning feel of worry at the allies they had left, of Mal and Zoe and herself, as well as what was happening to Sern as of now. Hes an Alliance high ranking officer, of course hed go somewhere that he canae be touched. Do ye know where hed be landing? Can ye find out? How large is the ship? Hawk asked, accent thickening a mite as she fired questions at Mr. Universe, arms locked behind her, her mind racing at what, if anything could be done to find Sern and yank him from the proverbial jaws of the beast. So I'm still developing what Sern and Hawk did in the war and may change what I said as time goes on.
Thread: Can't Take the Sky From Me (SevenxSorrow)

Mr. Universe was watching her he was leaning his chin on his fist, a ringlet of his hair hanging over his eye, his eyebrows raised and he was just watching in silence as Hawk shot out question after question - his expression even looked vaguely amused, as though her boldness had struck a funny bone. When she was done, he remained quiet for another few moments, and then his eyes shifted slowly to Mal, That's just incredible, he said, Where did you find her? Seriously, I want one. If you're going to be pithy I can just talk to the guys back at flight school, Wash called out casually, and Mr. Universe sighed. Man, hack into one university registrar and it never goes away, he said, Alright, alright. The size - a little bigger than your Firefly, definitely more advanced, though you've got the advantage in that Serenity has all the customized movable bits that your pretty little mechanic put in. The Alliance ships are like an apartment complex run by a despot, the way they come is the way they stay - punch a hole in it and you won't get your deposit back from the landlord. They aren't made to be fixed on the run. There hasn't been any mention of where they're landing, but when I find out I'll, uh, call you.