#000 Waiting

Title: Waiting
Prompt: Late
Word Count: 100
Characters: Mal, Zoe, Inara
Notes: Written for firefly100

Mal cussed angrily in Chinese and paced up and down the strip of desert land in front of Serenity. He paused by Zoe who stood on the ramp, staring blankly into the distance.

“When did she say she was gettin’ back?” He questioned her for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. “It was oh-eight-hundred, right?”

“Yes, sir.” Zoe replied stonily. “Oh-eight-hundred.” She confirmed.

“Right then.” Mal returned to his pacing.

Several minutes later, an elegantly dressed woman appeared off to their right.

“About time!” Mal grumbled, haughtily.

Inara walked up to him and smiled sheepishly. “Sorry I’m late.”

#000 Unauthorised

Title: Unauthorised
Prompt: #000 Books
Word Count: 100
Characters: Simon and River
Notes: Written for ff_friday

Simon reached into his medical kit, pulling out an electronic notebook that carried all the information he needed to assist him in his various operations. He turned it on and the screen flickered to life.

“Persephone. Biological records.” Simon ordered it. The welcome menu flashed and a new picture dissolved onto the display panel.

“Psychosis.” He confined the search. There was another flash – a warning message appeared. Unauthorised user. Logged for attempting to access Alliance information.

Simon sighed wearily and turned to his sister. “I’m sorry, River. I –"

“I know. River looked up at him, smiling sadly. “Don’t worry.”

#000 Evil

Title: Evil
Prompt: #000 Babble
Word Count: 100
Characters: River and Simon
Notes: Written for ff_friday and fanfic100

“It’s evil!” River shrieked, pointing at the object in front of her. “Get it away!” She wrapped her arms tightly around herself, her eyes wide in terror.

“Mei-mei? What’s wrong?” Simon hurried over, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

“It’s evil!” River repeated, almost equally hysterical. She shivered and caught Simon’s eye. “Don’t let it get me!”

“I won’t! I won’t!” Simon soothed. “Can you point at what’s scaring you, River? So I can take it away.” He added.

River nodded and lifted a shaking hand to point at the object.

“Simon! The cheese is evil!” She babbled, nervously.

#000 Waiting

Title: Waiting
Prompt: Late
Word Count: 100
Characters: Mal, Zoe, Inara
Notes: Written for firefly100

Mal cussed angrily in Chinese and paced up and down the strip of desert land in front of Serenity. He paused by Zoe who stood on the ramp, staring blankly into the distance.

“When did she say she was gettin’ back?” He questioned her for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. “It was oh-eight-hundred, right?”

“Yes, sir.” Zoe replied stonily. “Oh-eight-hundred.” She confirmed.

“Right then.” Mal returned to his pacing.

Several minutes later, an elegantly dressed woman appeared off to their right.

“About time!” Mal grumbled, haughtily.

Inara walked up to him and smiled sheepishly. “Sorry I’m late.”

#000 Unauthorised

Title: Unauthorised
Prompt: #000 Books
Word Count: 100
Characters: Simon and River
Notes: Written for ff_friday

Simon reached into his medical kit, pulling out an electronic notebook that carried all the information he needed to assist him in his various operations. He turned it on and the screen flickered to life.

“Persephone. Biological records.” Simon ordered it. The welcome menu flashed and a new picture dissolved onto the display panel.

“Psychosis.” He confined the search. There was another flash – a warning message appeared. Unauthorised user. Logged for attempting to access Alliance information.

Simon sighed wearily and turned to his sister. “I’m sorry, River. I –"

“I know. River looked up at him, smiling sadly. “Don’t worry.”

#000 Evil

Title: Evil
Prompt: #000 Babble
Word Count: 100
Characters: River and Simon
Notes: Written for ff_friday and fanfic100

“It’s evil!” River shrieked, pointing at the object in front of her. “Get it away!” She wrapped her arms tightly around herself, her eyes wide in terror.

“Mei-mei? What’s wrong?” Simon hurried over, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

“It’s evil!” River repeated, almost equally hysterical. She shivered and caught Simon’s eye. “Don’t let it get me!”

“I won’t! I won’t!” Simon soothed. “Can you point at what’s scaring you, River? So I can take it away.” He added.

River nodded and lifted a shaking hand to point at the object.

“Simon! The cheese is evil!” She babbled, nervously.