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Kandyse McClure will not be at Galactica. I am upset, for I have loved her since Higher Ground. However, that's one less photo to purchase! *is thrifty. and broke*
And this? Is roundly and soundly the fault of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
azarsuerte who created the community ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
serenity_gate which is, as the name suggests, a crossover between Firefly and Stargate Atlantis. She wrote one story, opened up a community based on it, which I insist you all go and check out, and then insanity prevailed upon my brain. NB, still have not seen Serenity, nor any of Atlantis season two (have the CD, just awaiting the time) so any mistakes are all mine, and anyone who spoils me will be defriended, hunted down and killed painfully.
Ergo, we have That's Entertainment in which Jayne sees something that interests him.
Jayne knows somethin’s amiss the second he walks into the room. Not the kind of amiss he’s been feelin’ ever since they landed on this gorram piece of floating rock, the kind that comes from listening to the crazy girl’s ramblin’s, or the not-so-ramblin’s of the pretty brunette who welcomed them. Hearing River’s words translated into plain English – or high-falutin’ English at least – had near enough put the heart crossways in him, what with all that talk about monsters and floating cities and wormholes across space to other worlds. But what weirded him more than anything was the way that Doctor Weir was talkin’, not all crazy-like, but as if all that crazy talk was as natural as breathin’.
All that was enough to turn him right off the woman, no matter how pretty she might be. Ain’t no power in the ‘verse would make him approach her, because he knows from lookin’ at her that she ain’t a woman to be triflin’ with. She’s much like Zoe in that respect, and damn, if Jayne was slow to learn that lesson once, he ain’t gonna repeat the mistake.
Ever since he left Serenity, been walkin’ around the city with the Captain and Major Sheppard – and what Jayne wouldn’t give for five minutes just to knock the shiny right out of the Major – he’s been feeling a whole lot of not right, and he was almost relieved when the Major announced that he was going to bring them by the infirmary, check that they weren’t harbouring any diseases or suchlike. Not that Jayne trusts their doctors any more than he trusts Simon, but there’s always the prospect of a pretty nurse to lift his spirits.
Then he gets to the infirmary and he walks in the door and things just feel wrong somehow. Like the air’s charged, primed, just waitin’ for a bomb to explode. Captain feels it too, Jayne sees that in the set of his jaw, the lock of his shoulders, the way his eyes travel around the room. Jayne’s eyes do likewise, lookin’ for trouble, palm itchin’ for Vera, but it don’t take no fancy schoolin’ for him to figure out the cause of the trouble in no time flat.
Because there’s their Doc, standin’ beside a table, arms crossed over his chest, face like thunder. Even his hair looks angry, standin’ up as if he’s been runnin’ a hand through it. It’s his ‘Jayne-just-said-somethin’-‘bout-River’ face, but Jayne knows he ain’t to blame, not this time.
Man who is to blame is the one standin’ beside Simon, wearin’ some kind of long white coat, various metal instruments spread all around him that he reaches for without even lookin’, wields with as much ease as Kaylee in her engine room. His hair’s stickin’ up a bit too, just like Simon’s, but his looks like it’s meant to, and when he turns his head to look at them, Jayne can see the blue of his eyes from clear across the room. Not that he spares them much mind, not talkin’ like he is to Kaylee, a mile a minute in some accent Jayne can scarce make head nor tale of, but it don’t seem to bother Kaylee none. She’s smilin’ up at him as if he’d hung the stars, and it don’t take Jayne long to figure out where he’s seen that look before.
“Well, well, well,” he says, more to himself than anyone else. “Looks like Kaylee’s got a thing for doctors.”
“Jayne!” A one word command from the Captain has Major Sheppard lookin’ at them funny, like he’s the one feeling out-of-step all of a sudden, and Jayne can’t say he’s not happy at that thought, can’t keep a smile off his face.
“I ain’t sayin’ nothin’,” is all he says, but sayin’ ain’t watchin’, and he’s all set to be poked and prodded from head to foot if it means he can stay himself here. This here’s one show he wouldn’t miss for all the guns in the verse.
And this? Is roundly and soundly the fault of
azarsuerte who created the community serenity_gate which is, as the name suggests, a crossover between Firefly and Stargate Atlantis. She wrote one story, opened up a community based on it, which I insist you all go and check out, and then insanity prevailed upon my brain. NB, still have not seen Serenity, nor any of Atlantis season two (have the CD, just awaiting the time) so any mistakes are all mine, and anyone who spoils me will be defriended, hunted down and killed painfully. Ergo, we have That's Entertainment in which Jayne sees something that interests him.
Jayne knows somethin’s amiss the second he walks into the room. Not the kind of amiss he’s been feelin’ ever since they landed on this gorram piece of floating rock, the kind that comes from listening to the crazy girl’s ramblin’s, or the not-so-ramblin’s of the pretty brunette who welcomed them. Hearing River’s words translated into plain English – or high-falutin’ English at least – had near enough put the heart crossways in him, what with all that talk about monsters and floating cities and wormholes across space to other worlds. But what weirded him more than anything was the way that Doctor Weir was talkin’, not all crazy-like, but as if all that crazy talk was as natural as breathin’.
All that was enough to turn him right off the woman, no matter how pretty she might be. Ain’t no power in the ‘verse would make him approach her, because he knows from lookin’ at her that she ain’t a woman to be triflin’ with. She’s much like Zoe in that respect, and damn, if Jayne was slow to learn that lesson once, he ain’t gonna repeat the mistake.
Ever since he left Serenity, been walkin’ around the city with the Captain and Major Sheppard – and what Jayne wouldn’t give for five minutes just to knock the shiny right out of the Major – he’s been feeling a whole lot of not right, and he was almost relieved when the Major announced that he was going to bring them by the infirmary, check that they weren’t harbouring any diseases or suchlike. Not that Jayne trusts their doctors any more than he trusts Simon, but there’s always the prospect of a pretty nurse to lift his spirits.
Then he gets to the infirmary and he walks in the door and things just feel wrong somehow. Like the air’s charged, primed, just waitin’ for a bomb to explode. Captain feels it too, Jayne sees that in the set of his jaw, the lock of his shoulders, the way his eyes travel around the room. Jayne’s eyes do likewise, lookin’ for trouble, palm itchin’ for Vera, but it don’t take no fancy schoolin’ for him to figure out the cause of the trouble in no time flat.
Because there’s their Doc, standin’ beside a table, arms crossed over his chest, face like thunder. Even his hair looks angry, standin’ up as if he’s been runnin’ a hand through it. It’s his ‘Jayne-just-said-somethin’-‘bout-River’ face, but Jayne knows he ain’t to blame, not this time.
Man who is to blame is the one standin’ beside Simon, wearin’ some kind of long white coat, various metal instruments spread all around him that he reaches for without even lookin’, wields with as much ease as Kaylee in her engine room. His hair’s stickin’ up a bit too, just like Simon’s, but his looks like it’s meant to, and when he turns his head to look at them, Jayne can see the blue of his eyes from clear across the room. Not that he spares them much mind, not talkin’ like he is to Kaylee, a mile a minute in some accent Jayne can scarce make head nor tale of, but it don’t seem to bother Kaylee none. She’s smilin’ up at him as if he’d hung the stars, and it don’t take Jayne long to figure out where he’s seen that look before.
“Well, well, well,” he says, more to himself than anyone else. “Looks like Kaylee’s got a thing for doctors.”
“Jayne!” A one word command from the Captain has Major Sheppard lookin’ at them funny, like he’s the one feeling out-of-step all of a sudden, and Jayne can’t say he’s not happy at that thought, can’t keep a smile off his face.
“I ain’t sayin’ nothin’,” is all he says, but sayin’ ain’t watchin’, and he’s all set to be poked and prodded from head to foot if it means he can stay himself here. This here’s one show he wouldn’t miss for all the guns in the verse.