ext_3417 ([identity profile] invisibleshrew.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] crack_van2009-01-17 01:43 pm

Firefly/Farscape (PG)

Title: Contredanse
Pairing: Zoe, Aeryn, post-StM crew (gen)
Length: c 5600
Author on LJ: [livejournal.com profile] cofax7
Author Website: alchemy, mouldiwarps, and coprophagy
Why this must be read:

This was written for the 2006 Thelma and Louise GalPal Ficathon. It's a lovely outsider take on the crew, with reticence and discretion on all sides, as secrets are edged around, and a working relationship nonetheless formed. Quick and sure characterisation - and also a caperfic, complete with explosions and one of Mal's plans going inevitably wrong : there is no bad here at all.



"What went wrong?" she asked instead, staring up at the point where the wall met the ceiling. If she was right, those were ceiling tiles, and maybe above them were ventilation shafts.

Zoe tapped her on the shoulder, offering her laced fingers. Aeryn nodded in comprehension. Zoe was taller; it made sense for her to do the lifting. A step and a heave, and Aeryn was prodding at the top of the wall with the small blade from her boot. She'd learned a lot since the days she'd been caught sneaking a dinner knife up her sleeve.

"Don't know," said Zoe, her voice strained as she braced her back against the wall. "Something blew up over by the labs. Figure it was Jayne."

"Think they got away?" Aeryn grunted as she dug the tip of the knife in and then levered it sideways. Captain Reynolds' mysterious and eccentric client had never named the object of the job, merely provided its code name and enough cash to get them outfitted in Hector City. But getting into the secret facility, locating the object, and getting away again--that had all been Reynolds' plan. Aeryn suspected that her agreement to the arrangements was clear proof she'd spent far too much time with humans. They were all crazy, and they were making her crazy too.

Zoe eased them one step to the left, giving Aeryn a better angle. "Hear that?" Zoe cocked her head; the sound of footsteps pounding down the hallway came faintly through the door. "Wouldn't still be running around, otherwise."

It made sense. "You don't think," said Aeryn, forcing the knife close to the point where its tensile strength would give, if it were Peacekeeper manufacture, "we should wait--"

"Hell no." Aeryn swayed as Zoe stiffened in outrage. " 'sides, Captain's rescues can be a mite chancy. And Jayne, well."


Contredanse

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