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Independence1776 Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 3/24 6:49pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/24/2008
	“Maybe the ‘Reavers’ have changed,” River said softly. She stood as always beside the hulking Quinlan. “They were after us on that skyplex. Maybe they’ve changed.” Uh-oh... “No,” River said. “We’ve just had sex. No sleeping.” Classic River. “He’s a near-human called a Kiffar,” River said, her eyes sparkling with fascination. “Civilization in the galaxy is so old, Simon, that humans have actually divided into dozens and dozens of subspecies. He said he could easily live to be two hundred.” She smiled. “So, when you look at it like that he’s actually my age, in Kiffar years.” She would be fascinated. She stood and studied her brother intently, and under that dark, knowing glance, Simon finally realized how incredibly different she was than the frightened, disturbed girl he saved from the Academy. It was as if this River were the realization of all the potential she showed as a child, before the Academy took it all from her. Great description! Initial scans do not indicate any metal at all. However, from the brief reports we received from the surface of New Melbourne before all contact was lost, the attackers were definitely Reavers. I don't like this... River pointed at the alien ships on the screen. “They are going to destroy us all. I was made into a weapon to try and fight them.” Well, I think you'll get your chance. This isn't good. It's the Vong, I know it is. I do have to say, I never read got farther in NJO than the first book. So, I'm reading something that I wouldn't ordinarily touch. Good job! -----signature----- "Independence forever." John Adams Padawan to Luna_Nightshade Fics in bio Ever wondered what would happen if some normal students came to the Temple? Come find out: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/27996678
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Laine_Snowtrekker Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 3/24 8:24pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/24/2008
	Oh, Vong! Very interesting. Thanks for the PM. Much appreciative. -----signature----- Stealth and subtlety work well, but for making lasting impressions, a blaster does just fine. -Han Room full of gold and jewels, and Dr. Daniel Jackson finds the one book. -Cam Palso's #1 Fan JO: RS1, Admiral Fanfic link in bio (esp. 08 Diary Challenge)
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VaderLVR64 Title: Fan Fic Manager Digging out from Fay Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 3/25 6:31am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/24/2008
	This was such a River response: “Have you slept with him?” he asked. “No,” River said. “We’ve just had sex. No sleeping.” But uh oh...I've got a bad feeling about what's coming. Superb update! -----signature----- If you have to choose between tears and laughter, remember that laughter burns more calories. They call me NANA Vader. At least she doesn't lack confidence...
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cggunnersmate Registered: Jul '07	Date Posted: 3/25 9:51am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/24/2008
	GraceSolo posted: Ohhh, it’s the Vong!!! Look out! I just finished reading the New Jedi Order series, and I agree with cggunnersmate. I don’t see how the Alliance will have the ability and/or the technology to repel the Vong. It will be interesting to see what Quin and River can contribute to the fight against the Vong. Also, the timeline is seeming a little strange, unless the Vong are on the scouting mission where they found Zonama Sekot, because the Emperor Palpitine is still alive and waiting for River to join him. All in all, it was a great post. It is so great to have several updates to read at once!! Please keep me on the PM list, Darth Real Life has been a major pain in the you-know-where lately… and reading your story is a great relief!!! Keep up the great work!! And let me know if you need that Beta help, I am still avalible, just PM me!! yes they have to be outside of the known galaxy, maybe Wild Space but more likely somewhere in the Unkown Regions. Oh, maybe they're on the border of Chiss space and the CEDF can help them out. YES! That's it! If Papa Palpatine is still alive then Thrawn is alive too. Maybe the Hand of Thrawn and Thrawn himself can come to the rescue. I always wanted to see what Thrawn could do against the Vong! Okay, maybe I'm going a little overboard here, but it would be cool. -----signature----- "I got him! I got him!" Chris Griffin as Luke Skywalker "Great Kid! Don't get penisy!" Peter Griffin as Han Solo (Blue Harvest)
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 3/26 4:44am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/24/2008
	The Vong - oh, dear! I loved how River was so gentle with Simon, almost as if she was the older one. She has had such a horrible life and if loving Quin helps her, why not! Great job with the tension and the plotline! -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 6/28/08 Fragments of Illusion- http://boards.theforce.net/bts/b10475/28456473 updated 8/16/08 Freeze frame - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b10476/27820434 Master to jedidas3 Impeach Bush!
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The_Face Title: Fan Fic Manager, now with more real butter flavor Registered: Feb '03	Date Posted: 3/26 9:25pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/24/2008 - Date Edited: 3/29 5:27pm (2 edits total) Edited By: The_Face
	I'm catching up on this. I still have the latest chapter to read, but I'm definitely enjoying it! Darth_Marrs posted: I won’t lie—bad things happen in this fic. Not everyone is going to survive. I can appreciate that. crosses fingers for blood and blunt trauma Oh yeah, I was wondering what the situation with Mal and Inara would be like in the post-Serenity setting. Good scene with the two of them, and River. Darth_Marrs posted: “Whose that big fella?” “Quinlan Vos,” the big fella in question answered. “Why do you got that line on your face?” “To look pretty,” Vos said. Great stuff all around, Darth_Marrs. I particularly liked seeing Mal's family; they're suitably insane. Thanks for the PMs, and keep up the exceptional work! EDIT: Reading the latest chapter... “No,” River said. “We’ve just had sex. No sleeping.” That’s not as comforting as you think, River. Ruh roh. This is not good. Nice work with the news report. The escalating terror as the whole thing went to heck was executed well. -----signature----- If mercy falls upon the broken and the poor Dear Father, I will see you there on distant shores * Galaxy of Suspects, a CorSec Mystery: http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=28083207&brd=10476
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LadyLunas Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 3/26 10:32pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/24/2008
	Vong! Oh my . . . yep, this is going to be interesting. The conversation between River and Simon was perfect. You're really captured River's essence here, and I could just see Simon's expressions as they talked. Brilliant job capturing them. I'm quite looking forward to the next update. -----signature----- Darth Real Life hates me. Therefore, I battle him constantly. Currently, he's winning. See profile for fics. Padawan of SakuraTsukikage.
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Darth_Marrs Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 3/30 7:07pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/24/2008
	Callista_gseran—Yep, the voxyn’s out of the bag now. Cggunnersmate—I’ll answer your concerns a little further down since others shared it. TigerofRobare—It’s definitely not looking good. And I might have misused subspace. In the movie they appeared to have instantaneous communications ability across the system with no lag, I called it subspace. I easily admit I could be completely wrong there. Golden_Jedi—I’m glad the romance wasn’t too creepy for folks. There is still a significant age difference. But at least she’s legal. GraceSolo—I’m actually only half-way through the NJO myself, and I’m only forcing my way through because of another fix I’m writing. I’ll address the timeline questions a little further down. I appreciate the Beta offer! Independence1776—I appreciate you reading. I’ve resisted the NJO for years. Laine_Snowtrekker—You’re very welcome, thanks for reading. VaderLVR64—Your premonitions of doom are not without justification. Think back to her visions. Bad things are coming. Cggunnersmate(2)—You’ll see. Dianethx—I’m glad that worked for you. I had to go back a bit to that episode where they showed her as the girl she was. The love she had for Simon. She’s finally found who she was. The_Face—I’m glad the news report worked. I’ve never particularly liked that technique, but when purposely limiting perspectives it’s simply the best way to put the larger picture in view. LadyLunas—It is definitely going to be interesting. Simon I think looked like a very large man was standing on his toe. I’m glad you’re enjoying! Questions: Vong This is not the main Vong strikeforce. Imagine a Praetorite Vong scouting mission running across the planet Miranda. The surviving Reavers physically resemble a smaller version of the Vong, and frankly have a similar take on pain. The Vong realize that the Reavers make ready and willing slaves, and look out across a self-contained galaxy of planets in a solar system. That strike force takes Miranda, and just using it’s own resources and the Reavers, is able to build a fantastic force without the primary Worldships even arriving. Timeline: Go back to the Flashbacks. Quin was only in containment for the time it took the shuttle to get him from Kashyyk to the Alliance. So, in answer to everyone’s questions, it is still 19 BBY. Where: The Unknown Regions, but well outside Chiss space. Okay, that’s a lot more than I normally give. Hope it helps. Also, after talking about limiting perspectives, here’s a whole chapter with other people’s perspectives. I hope you enjoy. Chapter Fourteen: A Touch of Darkness An object floated on the edge of the black, itself a shadow in the depths of dark space. Even the yellow giant sun that gave life to the countless worlds and moons of the Alliance was too far away to light the derelict’s path. There should have been no life. The ship was ripped apart, as if a giant claw had pulled the cockpit open like a prey animal. Which was an accurate description of what the Reavers had done when they encountered it. The ship was not Alliance in build. Rather, it had two slanted wings protruding down and away from a flat, squared hull. The top of the ship held a third panel, albeit a stunted one. Of course, one of the wings had been ripped clean away with the hull that housed it, exposing the cramped interior of the ship. There should have been no life. But there was. A lone man floated in the midst of the wreckage, his EV suit jury-rigged to the ship’s life support system. When the Reavers took what they wanted and left the ship spinning wildly in the void, believing the shuttle empty when they could not find him, the man had pulled himself more by force of will than by force of muscle back into the shuttle where he manually released jets of air from the still fully-functional life support system. The effect was slow, but he had no where to go. Eventually, momentum slowed so that the nausea and vertigo eased, and eventually he brought the ship to a stable path through the black. By the time that happened his own suit had depleted most of its air reserves; hence the jury-rigged tether. Connected to life support and power, his suit could go on as long as the battery cells of the shuttle. The only water, however, was the reclamation packs in the suit. There was no food. He initiated the emergency beacon as soon as he brought the ship’s spin under control, and now all he could do was wait, and hope. He waited for five days without food, floating in the black, sipping stale water extracted from his own urine, when finally a ship came. It appeared to be an alliance battle cruiser, streamlined and sleek in appearance and purpose. The man had plenty of time to watch it approach as it did so at a mere fraction of light speed. As it grew closer, he watched as it fired retro-thrusters to slow itself down, and open a large hatch in the bulbous nose of the craft. The nose blazed with the Blue Sun logo. Rather than a tether or a tractor beam, the ship used its own weak gravitation pull to bring the damaged shuttle in, adjusting its own course to match the slow pull of the damaged ship. The man could not help the tears that sprang to his eyes in sheer relief. The light from the hangar at once burned and beckoned. He braced himself as the shuttle came into the artificial gravity of the cruiser and he suddenly dropped to the floor of his old ship, too weak to stand on his own after five days of weightlessness and hunger. Immediately medics came to his aid, pulling off his helmet so he could gasp at the clean air. The tether had provided fresh air, but could not filter out the smells of a man trapped in the same suit for five days. As the medics worked their magic by injecting him with a calcifying agent to undo the damage to his skeletal structure caused by the weightlessness, the man watched as another figure approached. The newcomer was young, perhaps twenty, with blond hair and deep blue eyes. He was unusually short for a man, but with a solid, compact build and a pleasant balance to his features. He walked with his hands behind his back, but if he could have seen them, the rescued man would have known they would be covered with black gloves. “Car’das,” the newcomer said. “I’m glad to see you survived.” “Thank you, Cain.” Jorj Car’das said weakly. He took a deep, shuddering breath. “Two ships in as many months.” Cain laughed without humor, a disconcerting sound coming from such a young, handsome man. “Interesting times, my friend.” He waited until the medics were done, then with a gesture levitated Car’das from the wreckage of the Kappa-class shuttle with the Force. The medics and Alliance techs gaped open-mouthed, but quickly schooled their expressions and said nothing. “So,” Cain said jovially when Car’das was firmly planted on the hangar deck, “why don’t you tell me how you lost our pet Jedi? An Alliance Operative may have found Kinman’s body and the transport shuttle. He destroyed all evidence to keep us from finding out, as if that were possible. But somehow you escaped.” “The Reavers attacked while our ships were docked,” Car’das said. “I managed to go EV and hide outside while Kinman took the cargo and fled in his ship. They ripped my ship apart and then chased after him.” “The Reaver problem has become more worrisome,” Cain said. “They have attacked and taken New Melbourne, and a few days ago wiped out the Second Fleet. Our employer has become concerned that Parliament has lost control of the situation.” “No doubt,” Car’das said quietly. “And speaking of lost persons, what of that problem of yours that also worries our Master?” All hint of joviality left the young man’s face as hints of orange burned at the blue in his eyes. “We will find River. I’ve sent the best contractors Blue Sun has. They will find her.” Car’das nodded. “What is our next course of action, then?” “Punishment,” Cain said, suddenly smiling again. “You lost our Jedi, and because of him we lost nearly our entire store of genetic materiel. I’ve been told such materiel is becoming exceedingly rare. Therefore, there must be punishment.” Faster than Car’das could follow, Cain struck out, a red lightsaber blade erupting from the cylinder that was suddenly in his hand. The blade struck faster than Car’das could believe. The young female crewmember of the Blue Sun-owned and operated battle cruiser stared up at Cain with a gaping mouth as the upper half of her chest, shoulders and head slid away from the rest of her body. Cain looked back to Car’das, again smiling without humor. “I didn’t say who had to be punished, only that there had to be punishment.” Jorj fought to keep his face straight as he looked into a young man with all the power of the Sith, but with a mind easily as unbalanced as River Tam was at her worst. “Indeed,” he managed to whisper. He forced himself to swallow. “And now that’s out of the way?” “You give me the Emperor’s Hand’s tag code,” Cain said, “and we go fetch our property.” * * * Patience sat astride her horse on the edge of a mesa on the moon Whitefall, most of which she owned, watching as the terrestrial giant called Athens hovered on the horizon. The dust in the air caused a golden hue around the setting planet, which itself was a wide array of colors from deepest blue to barren brown. It was not the planet she watched, though. Through the high-rez, Satellite-fed telescope in her hands, she watched a battle being fought over Athens. One of the many Alliance ships that Patience watched was the IAF Vigilance. Although it was many hundreds of kilometers from the surface, Athens was so large it gave an impression of the massive ship being much closer than it really was. The captain of the Vigilance and the senior officer of the taskforce was a man named Xiang Li Campanelli. He commanded a taskforce of two carriers and five heavy cruisers with perhaps twenty smaller gunships and five squadrons of fighters Campanelli saw the approaching Reaver fleet well in advance. Their defense beacons had warned that the Athens system was going to be the next target. Campanelli’s orders were to engage the enemy and save the population at any cost. As the motley assortment of ships came into weapons range, the captain raised his voice over the whole bridge. “Launch missiles,” the captain ordered loudly. “Launch torpedoes, all tubes. Target the incoming vessels and continue firing until ordinance is depleted or until all targets are destroyed. Open fire with rail and energy weapons as soon as surviving targets are in range.” Modern warfare was warfare at a distance. Missiles began pouring out of the Vigilance and the other ships of the taskforce while the enemy vessels were still several thousand kilometers away and started accelerating through the void. The fleet approaching Campanelli’s taskforce was of a different composition than that which attacked and conquered New Melbourne. However, they were still Reavers, and Reavers did not practice modern warfare. They did not practice warfare at all. They practiced rape. It was not just a crime they perpetrated; it was the life they led. Their fleet of fifty or so ships ranging in size from individual fighters to converted transports almost as large as the Vigilance broke formation as the first wave of missiles approached. The missiles were programmed to target gravity drive and standard engine emissions. The Reaver ships trailed thick contrails of such emissions from purposely neglected or misaligned drive systems, and these emissions threw the Alliance missiles and torpedoes into disarray. One or two found a target, and those targets exploded with sufficient energy to ensure they would harm no one else, but the vast majority of the missiles exploded without striking their targets. When they came into range, the Vigilance and its sister ship Persistence opened fire with heavy rail guns, microwave beams and laser cannons. It was an impressive array of fire-power and at least ten of the Reaver ships died as a result. One of those ten was a transport almost a third the size of the Alliance heavy cruiser. An invisible microwave beam struck the command deck of the Reaver ship, killing everyone on it instantly and obliterating the five corpses tired in Xs across its bow. Unfortunately, the Reaver ship continued on its original course directly toward one of the four towers of the Persistence. It struck with shattering energy, collapsing into the heavier frame of the carrier-ship before the fusion drive exploded with nuclear fury. The whole Alliance ship shuddered with its death throes. “My God,” Campanelli whispered. “All forces continue firing at will.” “Captain,” the tactical station called, “new contacts have appeared.” “From where?” “I don’t know sir; they just appeared out of nowhere.” Campanelli ran across the wide command deck to one of the narrow port windows. Through the three-foot thick transparent carbon alloy he saw from behind the now greatly diminished Reaver fleet one massive, beetle-shaped craft of hideous appearance. It was covered in bumps and vanes almost like a diseased insect. As soon as it appeared a swarm of small, equally disgusting fighters blossomed out from behind it. “The Reaver attack is dissipating,” the tactical officer called from behind Campanelli. “We’ve about finished them off. New combatants are on an attack vector.” Through the window the Alliance captain saw the huge ship belch out what looked like a ball of fire. The ball ripped through space with the speed of the fastest missile and struck a heavy cruiser. The cruiser folded in on itself as its keel snapped. The following explosion blinded the captain momentarily. “Order all ships to direct all fire at the new enemy target. All weapons, continuous fire.” “Aye, Captain,” Tactical said. Missiles, torpedoes, lasers, x-ray beams, EM pulse guns and rail guns erupted throughout the Alliance fleet, all directed at this new enemy. The directed energy weapons seemed to disappear before even touching the ships. Missiles and rail guns sometimes broke through to shatter and break off like brittle pieces of a clam’s shell, but still it continued firing its balls of plasma. “Sir, fighters have engaged the enemy fighter vessels. Five enemy ships destroyed.” “And our casualties?” the captain asked. “Approaching eighty percent, sir.” Campanelli closed his eyes and stepped down from the window into the command deck where he belonged. “No help for it. Continue to concentrate all fire on the large ship. Is it showing any sign of weakening?” “Yes, sir. It’s firing rate has slowed. However…” The whole bridge flashed red. Tactical gasped. “Incoming fire from the enemy vessel. Brace for…” He never finished the sentence. The bridge of the ship was located in the center of a platform from which the four towers rose. The plasma ball shot by the enemy ship soared easily between the four towers of the Vigilance directly into the bridge. The destructive energy of the blast continued through the rest of the platform to rip through to the landing pad on the bottom of the Alliance cruiser. A moment later, another plasma ball struck sixty meters to the left of the first. Fatally weakened, the superstructure of the carrier ship collapsed in on itself and exploded. By then, the Alliance fighters were dead. The remaining heavy cruiser continued firing on the strange Reaver. Eventually, it activated its gravity drive and attempted a suicide run, but the enemy plasma fire was too powerful. Mass and momentum gave way to sheer destructive power and the cruiser exploded before coming within half a kilometer of the enemy vessel. The gunships fell even more quickly. Those that attempted to retreat were hunted down, and in the space of a twenty minute battle the Alliance taskforce was obliterated without a single survivor. On Whitefall, Patience dropped her satellite-enhanced telescope and shook her head. She turned to her latest foreman and clicked her tongue. “Got a speck o’ trouble coming.” “’Spect so,” the foreman said. “So what do you wanna do, boss?” “Same thing I always do,” Patience said. “Shoot the bastards.” Two days later, Patience, the foreman, and the two hundred thousand other souls on Whitefall were either dead, or wished they were. -----signature----- "Spock!" "Yes Captain!" "Be one with the horse." "Yes, Captain." Gods of Dark and Light Legacy of the Red Sun Heaven Falls: A Jedi On Earth Blue Sun Down
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TigerofRobare Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 3/30 7:46pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/30/2008
	You do darkness well. I wouldn't worry about having to give out too much info--Firefly was cancelled because enough people didn't get it from total immersion. -----signature----- Darth Hipster--Vader becomes a hippie!: http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=27316525&brd=10476 Tu ne cede malis--Do not give in to evil, but procede against it ever more boldly. UMass-Amherst class of 2011!
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callista_gseran Registered: May '06	Date Posted: 3/30 7:50pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/30/2008
	wow... And the Allieance thought they were Reavers shakes head sadly -----signature----- Callista Gseran Adoptee of Dev_Binks
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Independence1776 Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 3/31 1:44pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/30/2008
	Oh, wow. Cain is worrisome. Very worrisome. I feel sorry for the people on Whitefall. No one deserves what they're going through. Things are going downhill... -----signature----- "Independence forever." John Adams Padawan to Luna_Nightshade Fics in bio Ever wondered what would happen if some normal students came to the Temple? Come find out: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/27996678
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cggunnersmate Registered: Jul '07	Date Posted: 4/1 8:48am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/30/2008
	DANG! Things are not going well for the Alliance! Sounds like they have a good array of weaponry and could hurt the Vong ships once they figured out some tactics to get around their mini blackhole shield things (I should think a capital ship sized rail gun would gut a Vong ship if it got past the singularity). The Alliance's biggest disadvantage is their lack of deflector shields and being stuck in Newtonian physics in their space flight (meaning they can't fly around like an airplane like SW ships do) having to deal with inertia and all that so they don't have the maneuverability of SW ships. Pretty standard Vong tactics though, sending in the cannon fodder (Reavers instead of Chazrac) to soften up the enemy then move in to finish them off. on a side note, anyone know what's up with the funky yellow backround? -----signature----- "I got him! I got him!" Chris Griffin as Luke Skywalker "Great Kid! Don't get penisy!" Peter Griffin as Han Solo (Blue Harvest)
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Darth_Marrs Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 4/1 8:53am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/30/2008
	cggunnersmate posted: on a side note, anyone know what's up with the funky yellow backround? It's either an April Fool's Day joke, or the mods truly, deeply dislike us all. -----signature----- "Spock!" "Yes Captain!" "Be one with the horse." "Yes, Captain." Gods of Dark and Light Legacy of the Red Sun Heaven Falls: A Jedi On Earth Blue Sun Down
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Laine_Snowtrekker Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 4/2 5:19am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/30/2008
	Good post. They're going after Mara? Thanks for the PM. -----signature----- Stealth and subtlety work well, but for making lasting impressions, a blaster does just fine. -Han Room full of gold and jewels, and Dr. Daniel Jackson finds the one book. -Cam Palso's #1 Fan JO: RS1, Admiral Fanfic link in bio (esp. 08 Diary Challenge)
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LadyLunas Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 4/2 11:11am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/30/2008
	I really do not like Cain. He's . . . chilling. Hmm . . . "our Master's property" and something about the Emperor's Hand. Why else would the Emperor have such a vested interest in River? And you actually made me feel sorry for Patience. Thanks for the info about the Vong - I'm another one who avoids the NJO. Looking forward to the next update! -----signature----- Darth Real Life hates me. Therefore, I battle him constantly. Currently, he's winning. See profile for fics. Padawan of SakuraTsukikage.
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