Wormwood (Firefly)She remembered the dreams.Wormwood (Firefly) by ~MyrHansen
Little bits of memories that had never really been hers, floating in her ears like wisps of smoke. The memories themselves had stopped coming to her, had abated since their trip to Miranda, but she remembered them. Images of men who breathed too deeply. Went to bed at night with something stirring in their lungs and in their blood, the men who turned to monsters in the darkest hours of the morning, and woke as Reavers, and burst from their homes and from their planet and then spread like a cancer to the skies.
It didn't happen all at once that they laid themselves down and began to die, out on Miranda, or in the worst of cases, that their humanity began to disappear beneath a growing sense of frenzied rage. It happened, in fact, very slowly. Took a while for the chemicals to react; cells to change. It disfigured the tissues of their brains in a gradual way, like a slow rot that began at the stem and spread up, around, flowering up into the hollows of their sk
Freedom's CrewLiberty. The ship was on her last legs when Ida'd found her. Alliance had known it too, which is why they'd only left one guard with her. Which made her all the easier to steal. From that moment on, the ship ws their safe harbor, their vessel of liberty. The ship's history was painted by the past of her crew.Freedom's Crew by *Jayie-The-Hufflepuff
The captain, Ida Byron, had been Alliance born and raised. Her parents, Celia and James Byron, had been typical wealthy members of the Alliance upper class. Elegant clothing, gorgeous house, lavish parties, the works. This is how Ida had grown up, with all the wealth and benefits of the great Alliance surrounding her and her two sisters, Treasure and Mirabella. She was pampered and spoiled as any kid in her state would be.
The Unification war began when she was twenty-six, but she didn't have to experience any of it, so she didn't really notice it. But the day came when a few bold independent bombing ships passed over Ariel. One of the houses that was bombed was the Byron's
The Albatross"A spoon?" Josiah looked at the frayed canvas boots of his engineer with all of the incredulous doubt that he could muster.The Albatross by ~ambassador-brouwer
Even though Derrial wouldn't be able to see his captain's questioning gaze from under the wire-covered dashboard, the tone of the remark had been clear enough for him to get the idea that his suggestion was not received well. "Believe it or not." His voice echoed around the spacious engine chamber, briefly muffling the cheery wail of a harmonica that was coming from above-decks.
Josiah ran his fingers through the dark chocolate curls hanging front of his eyes and stifled a cynical laugh. "So your brother here " he gestured to the teenager on his left who was leaning back against the panel with a grim scowl on his face. "Tears half the cylinder block apart t'find out what's wrong, tells me come three hours later it can't be fixed, and now you say all we need's a spoon?"
"Why do you think their parents had twins?" Richard chuckled from a nearby table where he s
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