hope | Fic: susurrus (Firefly)

Oh god. *cries*

PS. This was super.

whee! glad you... er, liked it.

I. Oh. Wow.

... *crying*

I'm sorry, but that's all I can give.

*petpet*

thankyou, sweetheart.

Okay I have been waiting to read a sequel to Bower ever since I read it, and I am so glad that you have written one. Its really good though i think i need to re read it a few times because I am not understanding. Is Jayne, River and Simon dead? Or do they just not care to return to Serenity? And did Simon and Jayne become lovers?

Really good and really kinda creepy in its way. Great job, even if I am too dense to get it. :)

it is very much open to interpretation, dear reader :D

thankyou very much for the feedback - i'm glad you enjoyed it!

What? OMG.

I like how this is from Kaylee's POV. It makes it all that more poignant or something. And I enjoy that you don't give full details about what exactly happened. Oh. And this is kind of 'OMG, how will we survive, apocalypse-y' fic, isn't it? YAY!

I love the image of Jayne and Simon at the end there. And also this notion that they're all lean, kind of on the edge, nutrition-wise, probably.

wonders if Mal's cracked lip come from thirst, too, or something else

Yes.

The silence of this (in terms of voices) is gorgeous.

What? OMG.

*giggle* this addressed at anything in particular?

and yeah, i guess it's kind of an apocalypty fic.

And also this notion that they're all lean, kind of on the edge, nutrition-wise, probably.

yeah, i have been thinking about this a-universe for a while, and it strikes me that they'd soon all be levelled out in terms of health - all eating the same things, doing the same things... there's no bench press out there for jayne, and i doubt river would consent to being his barbell.

thankyou for the feedback... i'm glad it worked. i finished writing it at about 4am, so i wasn't sure, heh.

*giggle* this addressed at anything in particular?

The fact that I'm insane?
Actually, no, it was more like my reaction to the ending. I was all expecting something nice and happy and then, NO, I did not get that. And I loved it.

it strikes me that they'd soon all be levelled out in terms of health -

Yes. It makes sense.

i doubt river would consent to being his barbell.

Um. So, is that what they're calling it these days?? Also, Simon might get pissy.
(oh, I am lame. LAME).

I was all expecting something nice and happy and then, NO, I did not get that.

well, like i said, this has been playing itself out in my head for a while... like, if they were left there long enough, would it really be possible for them to go back? would they want to go back? it strikes me that they'd reach a point of being there where survival would depend on *not* constantly assuming they're about to be rescued. they'd adapt to the point that going back would be impossible. and would they be all that happy to see Serenity, anyway, after they'd been left there? it's not like they need her to survive any more, why would they welcome her?

So, is that what they're calling it these days?? Also, Simon might get pissy.
(oh, I am lame. LAME).

In that case, you are not the only lame one. like i said, i have thought about this a LOT. *whistles innocently* liek, one of the things that made me write Bower in the first place was the concept of what that kind of environment would do to River - and i figured it would be better for her than being aboard a space ship, in constant movement, under constant threat. I figure she'd be getting a bit healthier in an environment like this, regardless of lack of drugs etc, even if she were still crazy. she wouldn't be sick-crazy so much. a place like this could strip away complications, and *cough* delusions of civilization. it would even simplify the relationship between the brute swagger/delicate sensibilities some. And liek, if they were there long enough and simon was getting enough to satisfy his, er, carnal needs, i'm sure an older, boreder, stabler River would be getting to a point were she was sick of not having anything that weren't run on hydro-power twixt her nethers. And then my brain descends into weirdass the blue lagoon-esque places until I have to go "hah, uh, get on with writing the damn thing before it gets TOO insane", and then when I write it it's only got bits and hints of this entire world and dynamic that's mapped itself out in my head, because i've decided to tell it from Kaylee's pov because there's no other way to do it without getting too ridiculous.

but, um. anyway. that was long. i am obviously also quite LAME.

it's not like they need her to survive any more, why would they welcome her?

Because her crew would increase the gene pool? *snerk* Anyway, yes, I agree that they might not want to go back, particularly if their lives were somewhat stable on the ground. Perhaps on the edge, and hard work, but stable. It's also possible that they all went a little crazy. And (this is shocking) crazy people don't think like normal folk. They have all kinds of wacky priorities.

I can see them being all isolation-crazy. But also stable. Just the little oxymorons, really. I like the ambiguity in your fic about this.

Also, I agree with you that for River, routine and fresh air might work to minimize her wacky days. At the very least she would have fewer people around her, and so would be less influenced by all their myriad thoughts.

And liek, if they were there long enough and simon was getting enough to satisfy his, er, carnal needs, i'm sure an older, boreder, stabler River would be getting to a point were she was sick of not having anything that weren't run on hydro-power twixt her nethers. And then my brain descends into weirdass the blue lagoon-esque places until I have to go

ARGH!! MY EYES! and OW! My BRAIN!

and hee! run on hydro-power!

Like I said, I enjoyed the Kaylee POV. It left so much open to interpretation, and I like it when things aren't all wrapped up tidily. It could be fun to try writing other snippets of this world from other POVs, just looking at bits and pieces of the rest of it that you've thought about. Not that I'm, you know, asking. Not at all.

i am obviously also quite LAME.

Why? Does your foot hurt?
Oh god. Just hit me. Because I clearly need to be put out of my misery here.

ARGH!! MY EYES! and OW! My BRAIN!

ahah, i didn't mean it in an incesty sense. just in a GODDAMMIT I MUST RUT WITH SOMETHING BECAUSE I AM ON A FREAKING DESERT ISLAND AND I HAVE NEEDS, DAMMIT sense. And because i kind of like thinking of how Simon would react at River suddenly deciding for her own self that Jayne might have a bit of something she wants too. And also how Jayne would react at that. and, er, then my brain realises it has just cut off the branch it's sitting on and i crash down in a bit pile of AU.

Oh god. Just hit me. Because I clearly need to be put out of my misery here.

I'm just gonna take you on a niice shuttle ride...

also, hrm, more snippets. will think on it.

ahah, i didn't mean it in an incesty sense.

Oh. OK then.

But still! River/Jayne! I am sullied! SULLIED with these mental images. But then again, yeah, it would be so unfair for her to never get any. Especially if Jayne and Simon were um, making magical music together? Oh, let's face it. More like rutting the night away.

And also how Jayne would react at that

Hee. And Er. I've got images. And thoughts.

Thank you, I will now have the image of Jayne benchpressing River in my head for the rest of the night.

*cough*

Ahahahaha! Do or do not; there is no try.

This is evil in its open interpretation-ness and I love it.

i didn't realise how open-interpretation it was until i re-read it this morning, but yeah. innit? *gleeful*

so glad you like it :D

Something I don't think anyone else has commented on yet (but it's late, and hot, so I might've just missed it) is how freakin' CREEPY this story feels. Picnic At Hanging Firefly, dude. The sense of distance and stillness and quiet was pronounced it ways that... well, they didn't soothe me none, put it that way.

Fabulous stuff. Thanks for poking me to read this.

hee. I'm really glad it had that effect on you - I was going for something along those lines. as in; I don't think the crew would be made to feel *welcome* there. and yeah, i wanted to draw attention to the difference, so. hooray!

i like to poke you, mary. i'd do it all the time if i could.

Oh the creepy.

Wow.

I love dark fic. Just freaking adore it. That was wonderful, both parts.

thankyou!! i'm glad the creepy came through for you :D

thanks so much for the feedback.

Fic: susurrus (Firefly)

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