Snippet - Heroes, and such
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wilderthanFandom: Firefly
For: Wooden Horses chapter two
Quality: Briefly checked
Characters: Mal, Simon
Notes: Just to prove I am working on it...
"We don't know what they took 'em for, or even who they were." Mal shrugged. "Can't figure why they would've dragged Zoe along if they intended to just kill her, though, and they obviously wanted your sis in one piece if they just injected her and didn't use the tried and true method of giving her a whack on the head. So... I reckon they'll be alright. For now. Might be that when they find out we're followin', Zoe won't be so alright, but that's a risk we gotta take. That's in one o' them myths too, ain't it?"
"What is?"
"Somethin' about a golden fleece, and some woman. She fell in love with some hero and helped him steal the fleece, and then off they sailed. Took her brother with her and when her father chased 'em, she cut her brother to bits and threw the bits in the sea, forced her father to stop and gather up the bits."
Simon shuddered a little. "So they'll use threatening Zoe to slow us down?"
"More than likely."
"It surprises me how much you know about those ancient myths."
"It was the one class that kept me interested. Heroes, and such."
"And now you're a hero," Simon said, smiling a bit.
"Hardly. I'm a mean old captain, just getting by."
"That's what you pretend to be. You're not old. Or mean, come to that."
"Flattery gets you everywhere," Mal said. He couldn't help grinning anyway.
For: Wooden Horses chapter two
Quality: Briefly checked
Characters: Mal, Simon
Notes: Just to prove I am working on it...
"We don't know what they took 'em for, or even who they were." Mal shrugged. "Can't figure why they would've dragged Zoe along if they intended to just kill her, though, and they obviously wanted your sis in one piece if they just injected her and didn't use the tried and true method of giving her a whack on the head. So... I reckon they'll be alright. For now. Might be that when they find out we're followin', Zoe won't be so alright, but that's a risk we gotta take. That's in one o' them myths too, ain't it?"
"What is?"
"Somethin' about a golden fleece, and some woman. She fell in love with some hero and helped him steal the fleece, and then off they sailed. Took her brother with her and when her father chased 'em, she cut her brother to bits and threw the bits in the sea, forced her father to stop and gather up the bits."
Simon shuddered a little. "So they'll use threatening Zoe to slow us down?"
"More than likely."
"It surprises me how much you know about those ancient myths."
"It was the one class that kept me interested. Heroes, and such."
"And now you're a hero," Simon said, smiling a bit.
"Hardly. I'm a mean old captain, just getting by."
"That's what you pretend to be. You're not old. Or mean, come to that."
"Flattery gets you everywhere," Mal said. He couldn't help grinning anyway.
