FIREFLY: Turn Me Into Something Faceless
Feb. 27th, 2007 12:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
find_rightbrainTitle: Turn Me Into Something Faceless
Characters/Pairing: Mal and River
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Summary: Mal understands her better than anyone, but sometimes even he doesn't know what to say.
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
soscaredtolove for a drabble meme, for the lyrics "Can you turn me off/For just a second please/Turn me into something/Faceless/Weightless/Mindless/Homeless/Vaccuum state of peace/.../I believe in me". Set in Boxverse.
Disclaimer: I don't own Firefly, River, Mal, or Serenity.
There's something distant in her eyes when she looks at him, and if he didn't know better he'd think she's sleepwalking. Maybe she is anyway.
"Simon?" she asks, and her voice doesn't quite sound like her, both younger and ancient.
He's not sure what to say, so he shakes his head. "No. Mal."
"Mal," she says, like she's tasting the name in her mouth, and then she nods serenely, as if she'd known that all along. "It's quiet."
"It's night. Why are you awake?"
Her eyes seem huge in a pale face, and far too wise. "Why aren't you?"
Characters/Pairing: Mal and River
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Summary: Mal understands her better than anyone, but sometimes even he doesn't know what to say.
Notes: Written for
soscaredtolove for a drabble meme, for the lyrics "Can you turn me off/For just a second please/Turn me into something/Faceless/Weightless/Mindless/Homeless/Vaccuum state of peace/.../I believe in me". Set in Boxverse.Disclaimer: I don't own Firefly, River, Mal, or Serenity.
There's something distant in her eyes when she looks at him, and if he didn't know better he'd think she's sleepwalking. Maybe she is anyway.
"Simon?" she asks, and her voice doesn't quite sound like her, both younger and ancient.
He's not sure what to say, so he shakes his head. "No. Mal."
"Mal," she says, like she's tasting the name in her mouth, and then she nods serenely, as if she'd known that all along. "It's quiet."
"It's night. Why are you awake?"
Her eyes seem huge in a pale face, and far too wise. "Why aren't you?"