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Silliness
Well, I figure somebody out there has got to be tired of refreshing their friends page to the same stuff. So this is for you. And for all those valiant striking souls, whenever they come back.
Basically, this is an experiment in silliness - I took two slightly crazy people from two separate fandoms, mixed them together and this is what came up. And either one or both or neither is hallucinating - this is just a tiny ficlet.
Title: Not So Solitary
Characters: River Tam (Firefly)/Miguel Alvarez (Oz)
Rated: PG
River blinked. White ceiling above her, but the smell definitely identified the room as not being the infirmary. She had no idea where she was. Maybe they came for her again, maybe the blue hands succeeded this time.
A hand on her shoulder shook her. “Hey. Little girl.” She started to scream and the hand clamped over her mouth. “Don’t do that. Okay? Okay. I’m not going to hurt you.”
She bit down on his hand, hard.
“Ow! Damn it,” he yelled, pulling his hand away from her and balling it into a fist.
She spun around, landing a kick to his head, knocking him back on the cot. She looked at him then. Just a man, dressed in a blue uniform with the number “97A413”.
Not the Academy then. But a prison, definitely.
His voice filled her head. Going loco, Miguel. Seeing things. Little girls appearing out of thin air like some kind of angel.
She sat on the edge of his cot. It seemed to be the only comfortable place in this cell to sit. She brushed her fingers over his hair, traced the scar on his cheek, and stilled when his eyes opened.
Her breath caught in her throat and then she whispered. “I’m not an angel.”
“How did you get here?”
“I don’t know. We were planetside and I was playing tag with Kaylee and I tripped. And then I was here.”
“Planetside? Now I think you’re the crazy one, chica.”
“You won’t be the first.”
“It’s okay. I’m crazy too. Welcome to solitary.”
“But there are two of us.”
“Yeah, so...”
“Not so solitary then, is it?” she reasoned.
Miguel Alvarez smiled. Despite the initial violence, she was the best company of all of his visions so far. He hoped that this one wouldn’t go away too soon.
Catching the current of his thoughts, River rested her head against his shoulder. It was safe here. Until Simon came for her again, she would stay.
Basically, this is an experiment in silliness - I took two slightly crazy people from two separate fandoms, mixed them together and this is what came up. And either one or both or neither is hallucinating - this is just a tiny ficlet.
Title: Not So Solitary
Characters: River Tam (Firefly)/Miguel Alvarez (Oz)
Rated: PG
River blinked. White ceiling above her, but the smell definitely identified the room as not being the infirmary. She had no idea where she was. Maybe they came for her again, maybe the blue hands succeeded this time.
A hand on her shoulder shook her. “Hey. Little girl.” She started to scream and the hand clamped over her mouth. “Don’t do that. Okay? Okay. I’m not going to hurt you.”
She bit down on his hand, hard.
“Ow! Damn it,” he yelled, pulling his hand away from her and balling it into a fist.
She spun around, landing a kick to his head, knocking him back on the cot. She looked at him then. Just a man, dressed in a blue uniform with the number “97A413”.
Not the Academy then. But a prison, definitely.
His voice filled her head. Going loco, Miguel. Seeing things. Little girls appearing out of thin air like some kind of angel.
She sat on the edge of his cot. It seemed to be the only comfortable place in this cell to sit. She brushed her fingers over his hair, traced the scar on his cheek, and stilled when his eyes opened.
Her breath caught in her throat and then she whispered. “I’m not an angel.”
“How did you get here?”
“I don’t know. We were planetside and I was playing tag with Kaylee and I tripped. And then I was here.”
“Planetside? Now I think you’re the crazy one, chica.”
“You won’t be the first.”
“It’s okay. I’m crazy too. Welcome to solitary.”
“But there are two of us.”
“Yeah, so...”
“Not so solitary then, is it?” she reasoned.
Miguel Alvarez smiled. Despite the initial violence, she was the best company of all of his visions so far. He hoped that this one wouldn’t go away too soon.
Catching the current of his thoughts, River rested her head against his shoulder. It was safe here. Until Simon came for her again, she would stay.