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Amidolee Registered: Jan '00	Date Posted: 3/1 2:44pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 2/25/2008
	Finally stopped being a lazy reader and looked up stuff on Vos. Especially enjoyed his response to Jayne's yippee-kai-yay attitude toward shootin' people up. And, of course, Mal's end line. Of course, if they use that move anymore, it'll probably get filed to watch out for it in their Alliance files ... -----signature----- Mar. 1 - One Prick to Bleed: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/20423905/p1 "You're like a walking encyclopedia of weirdness." Dean to Sam in Roadkill.
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callista_gseran Registered: May '06	Date Posted: 3/1 4:04pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 2/25/2008
	Please, Please, PLEASE add me to the PM list!!!!! -----signature----- Callista Gseran Adoptee of Dev_Binks
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Darth_Marrs Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 3/3 6:36am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 2/25/2008
	Independence1776—Thanks for the review, and you’re absolutely right. They’ve going to have a long rode ahead of them. Laine_Snowtrekker—Thank you, I’m glad it’s working for you! LadyLunas—Belief is an incredible motivator. Once Mal gets something in his mind as being right or wrong, then look out! Thank you for reading. Dianethx—Mal and the rest of the crew were so brilliantly conceived, they are the reason I decided to limit the perspective of the story for the most part to them. Seeing things through their eyes, I hope, will make the experience more immediate. Golden_Jedi—Thank you! VaderLVR64—I’m glad it’s working for you. Thanks as always for reading! Kevin_Solo—I can always hand-push-thingy your way past the phrase Thanks for the review and the kind words! The_Face—Impressions are all in the perspective. Mal hates everything about the Alliance, even the skylines. I appreciate the review! Cggunnersmate—Thank you. And yes, there’s a very good chance. I don’t really come out and show it, because Mal and Inara rarely do, but they’re already an item on the ship. However, I do give them a passage later on just to make sure everyone’s aware of the fact. If you ever read my Heaven Falls: A Jedi On Earth epic, I do the same thing with Samantha Carter and Colonel O’Neill. Nothing hugely overt, because they’re all private people. Thumper09—His evolving role in the story is why I needed to give Afolabi a name and a background beyond the movie. And soon the Alliance is going to have other things to think about than just Serenity. Amidolee—Yeah, it may be time for them to retire the Crazy Ivan move. But they use it to great effect, don’t they? Callista_gseran—Consider it done. Glad to have you aboard. Well, you might have noticed this post was coming a little sooner than average. That is because Blue Sun Down is finished! And it is my hope that I wrote an ending that makes the story worth it. I’m thrilled with the great responses so far; thank you all for reading and for the reviews. Without further ado, here we go to chapter ten! Chapter Ten: A River of Tears Walsingham stood on the periphery of the burned out Academy with his hands behind his back. The Operative did not make a sound as a Blue Sun forensics team scoured the building for evidence of who was behind the assault on the Academy. Additional Blue Sun security forces formed a perimeter guard that Walsingham and his men were not allowed to enter. The fact the facility exploded was not surprising—all such facilities were equipped with self-destruct mechanisms to contain any internal security breaches. The one time one of the aliens nearly escaped, Blue Sun had lost almost forty contractors and agents, and ended up having to bomb the building anyway to contain the breach. In this case, according to Walsingham’s contacts, this was not an internal breach. And the damage was much, much more severe. “Operative,” the Blue Sun senior agent said by way of greeting. She was a woman approaching forty with the outward appearance of a fit thirty-year-old. “We have this situation under control. Parliamentary interference is not needed at this time. “Parliament is naturally concerned, however,” Walsingham said. “Your company’s reports on the matter were vague at best. We know this was the Academy. So what was lost?” The Blue Sun agent said nothing at first. “Agent,” Walsinghman said, “Parliament cannot just be dismissed or ignored, and I am their Operative. Tell me now, or tell me later under Parliamentary arrest and interrogation. Either way, you will tell me.” “We’ve lost almost all the samples,” the Agent finally admitted. “Parliament is less than pleased by that news,” Walsingham said. “As is my employer.” She looked over her shoulder at the line of Blue Sun soldiers, and then turned back to Walsingham and his own squad of Alliance special forces men. “You should stay out of this, Operative. We’ve sent out more contractors, and we’ve activated Cain.” Walsingham did not bother to hide his surprise. “When was this?” “Only an hour after the fugitives escaped,” the Agent said. “That stunt they pulled over the city was too much for us to handle, and we know your superiors are upset to say the least. Over a thousand civilians were injured, some fatally. My employer felt Cain had the best chance of tracking them.” Walsingham said nothing more for a time as he continued to watch the forensics team. When he did finally break the silence, it was in a pensive voice. “I understand you may be missing a contractor. Any word?” The Agent’s eyes widened. “How do you know about that?” “We have our sources. Have you found him?” “Not yet, but we will.” She stiffened as if receiving a signal. “Now, Operative, if you will excuse my, I have work to do.” She turned and left. The captain of his unit stepped forward. “Do we need to instruct the Blue Sun guards about jurisdiction, sir?” “Not today,” Walsingham. “I have what I need. Let’s go.” * * * Nine people sat and a tenth stood around a table in the galley of Serenity looking at an eleventh in open displays of shock and disbelief. On one side of the table sat Kaylee and Simon, Wash and Zoe, Jayne, Mal, Inara, Book and River. Afolabi stood against the far wall behind the others, but was no less spell bound. On the other side sat Jedi Master Quinlan Vos. Vos finally stopped talking, and the only sound was the distant thrumming of the ship’s engine, and the faint whine of the coolant system of their fridge that had been threatening catastrophic failure for two months. “Okay then,” Mal summed up. He looked around at the rest of the crew. “So, any questions for Mr. Jedi man here?” Seven hands lifted up. River, Book and Afolabi made no move. “It’s hard to believe,” Simon said. “If the galaxy was that crowded, why only now? We made the passage from Earth hundreds of years ago, why weren’t we contacted then? And why aren’t they just contacting us? Why the subterfuge?” “The Republic was in turmoil,” Vos surmised. “The Clone Wars has been raging for nine years and was engulfing almost all of the Rim Worlds and many of the Core Worlds as well. I don’t know why you weren’t found before, but my guess would be this is an extreme outer rim system in the Unknown Regions, where the Republic has not had a large presence. For all the civilizations we have, space is still vast. Without hyperspace travel or holonet-level subspace communications, you would never have been found.” “Okay, so there are aliens in the Alliance kidnapping and torturing kids and the Alliance knows all about it,” Mal summed up. “What do we do about it?” “Put our tails ‘tween our legs and cower like dogs,” Jayne said. “Ain’t nothin’ we can do ‘bout this ‘cept keep our heads low so they don’t get shot off.” “There is something else that is bothering me about what you said,” Book announced. He turned and looked pointedly at River. “You said this Darth Sidious spoke to River directly. That he knew her, and that she was almost ready. Ready for what?” “From the mouth of a Sith, it can be nothing good,” Quinlan said. He looked at all of them, one face at a time, until his eyes settled on River. “I don’t understand how they pried your mind open to the Force, child. I feel Lorana Jinzler’s Force signature in you, but there can be no denying you have power. If you are to have any chance of surviving, you must be trained to wield that power.” Jayne snorted. “’Cause she just ain’t crazy enough.” She slowly turned around in her chair and stared. Jayne sat up and looked as if he were about to bolt. “I really can kill you with my mind,” she said. “Yes, you can,” Vos said. The others turned and stared, shocked at his confirmation. “But to kill like that invites the Dark Side of the Force. Once you start down that path, forever will it dominate your destiny. Give into it enough, and you become no better than the Sith. You may become Sith.” “You mean she wasn’t kiddin’?” Jayne asked. “She has the power of the Jedi,” Vos said. “But without the training. In rage, she could kill with her mind. But she will not do that. Her mind may have been corrupted, but her soul is still pure.” “That’s sweet,” Mal muttered. “She’s a good kinda crazy. Fine. What about the rest of us?” “We need to find a place and lay low,” Zoe said. “Someplace the Alliance wouldn’t think to look.” Mal stared across the room. “You ain’t thinkin’ it.” “Sir, Mr. Afolabi here marked most of our safe havens when he was after us. The Alliance knows them all. Badger turned on us. Manty and Fango are dead. There’s nowhere else.” Afolabi in the corner opened his mouth to correct them regarding Badger’s current state of deadness, but then decided it was not important. “Whare are you thinking, then?” Inara said. Zoe and the Captain continued to stare at each other for the longest time before Zoe finally spoke aloud the thought that seemed to be clouding the air. “Shadow.” “I thought Shadow was a dead world,” Kaylee said. “Didn’t it get blasted during the Unification War?” “Like nobody’s business,” Mal said. “Alliance wrote it off and no one there thought to correct them. And for good reason. It’s not a good place to be.” “No one would look for us there,” Zoe said. With a long string of Chinese curses, Mal threw up his hands and walked out of the kitchen. “So if it’s a good place to hide,” Simon ventured, “why is the Captain so afraid?” “Because it is the home of the one person in the whole ‘verse he is truly afraid of,” Zoe said. “His mother.” * * * “What are you doing?” River stopped mid-stride. She and Quinlan had been meditating in the cargo area when she unexpectedly jumped to her feet and stared walking away. “Meds,” she said, and then she continued on her way. Behind her, Vos stood and followed her with a quizzical expression. Her brother was waiting for her in the infirmary with the syringe already waiting. He hated having to give her shots but just didn’t have the means of producing the medicine in pill form. Simon looked up in surprise when Vos stepped in right behind River. “Quinlan,” he said. “Are you injured?” “No, I’m curious about these ‘meds’ you are giving River. What is their nature?” Simon bristled, and then took a deep breath to overcome his initial reaction. “If you must know, she’s receiving a combination of agents including an antipsychotic, a mood stabilizer, an anxiolytic agent and an antidepressant. It’s a cocktail I’ve been balancing for her particular metabolism. Without the medications she becomes violent both to herself and others.” With his explanation complete, Simon completed the preparation of the injection and nodded to his sister as she climbed up on the table. Suddenly the needle flew from his fingers into the Jedi’s waiting hands. “Mr. Vos, I really appreciate your concern,” Simon said, knowing better that to threaten a man who single-handedly wiped out the Alliance academy. “But I am a very good doctor, and I have been treating my sister for over a year now.” Quinlan put the syringe down on a nearby counter. “I feel your love and dedication to her, Doctor. I do not doubt your motivations or your qualifications. But your medicines do not help the problem. They cover it up.” The Jedi placed his palm against River’s head. She closed her eyes and leaned into the contact, much like a cat leaning into a stroke. “Her mind has been ripped open to the Force using someone else’s genetic and…cerebral material. She’s suffering memories of Lorana’s last moments. Of pain that no living person would ever experience and live. Your medicine can’t help that.” “But you can?” Simon said hotly. Vos dropped his hand. River opened her eyes and stared at the Jedi. “My knight in shining armor,” she said in a sing-song fashion. “I think he can. I want him to try.” Simon sighed and turned to start putting the many viols away. “I can’t stop you, Mei Mei,” he said. “But I will be monitoring you very closely. If things start to feel wrong, you need to tell me.” River nodded. To Vos, Simon said, “Some of the drugs I’ve been giving her do have an addictive quality. There may be some withdrawal symptoms that simply can’t be helped.” He looked at both of them. “The next few days will be very difficult.” “With the Force, all things are possible,” Vos said calmly. Six hours later, during the middle of the ship’s sleep cycle, River sat up in her bed in a cold sweat. The drops of cold rolled down her skin like icy, grasping fingers. She looked up and saw how the shadows leered at her. They spoke harsh, guttural words to her. They wanted to consume her. To sacrifice her to something even darker. With a terrified whimper, she curled up on her cot and tried to cover herself. Her eyes sought Kaylee’s bunk, but it was empty. The mechanic must have been in Simon’s room. The shadows lunged and roared. She covered her eyes and cried out. Then she felt a large hand on her shoulder. It was not a shadow. It felt warm and real and alive. She leaned forward and a pair of arms enveloped her. “Make them go away,” she cried. Quinlan’s deep, soothing voice washed over her. As if singing a lullaby, he said over and over again: There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos, there is harmony. There is no death, there is the Force. Perhaps an hour later, Kaylee stepped into the room to discover Quinlan Vos sitting on River’s cot, with River curled up like a baby on his lap wearing only her sleeping shirt. It was at once touching, and slightly unnerving to see how gently the large man held her. “Uh, Mr. Vos?” Kaylee whispered. “Dr. Tam warned us of withdrawal symptoms,” Vos said quietly. “She has had a difficult night. But she is doing better now.” Kaylee couldn’t help but smile as she sat down. “I’d say. She’s a bit shiny on you.” She was expecting Vos to smile. He did not. Instead, he stared into the middle of the room as if somewhere else. “You okay?” “Just remembering everything I have lost,” he said softly. “Not even the strongest of Jedi are immune from pain.” Kaylee stifled a yawn. “You just treat her right, no matter what.” The Jedi did smile then, and even chuckled. “Don’t worry, child. I’ll not harm your friend. Just the opposite. It is my hope when all is said and done, very little will be able to harm her.” -----signature----- "Spock!" "Yes Captain!" "Be one with the horse." "Yes, Captain." Gods of Dark and Light; Heaven Falls Legacy of the Red Sun; Children of the Red Sun Blue Sun Down; The Boy Who Fell
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Golden_Jedi Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 3/3 7:54am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	That was a sweet chapter! And I can't wait to meet Mal's mom... -----signature----- The country is that place where chickens walk around uncooked - Julio Cortázar Unexpected Blossom http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28693266 Sailing Little Boats http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28747916
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cggunnersmate Registered: Jul '07	Date Posted: 3/3 8:21am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	That was a very nice little post there! Nice way to calm things down after the Academy, though I do want to know who "Cain" is. He sounds scary. Also was it Fanty and Mingo you were ment? I didn't know they got killed in the movie (they were interesting characters and I loved how Mal knew who each was when they tried to confuse him). LOL at the only person Mal is afraid of is his mother! I can't wait til we meet her, do you have anyone in particular in mind as a basis for her character? I'm trying to imagine an older woman who could be THAT intimidating, hmm, Dame Judi Dench maybe but she's British, maybe Kathleen Turner, she's got a deeper voice than most men, she was scary as Chandler's sex changed dad on Friends. Anyway, looking forward to more and glad to know you're done and will post more often. I'm so impatient waiting for updates on the fics that I REALLY, REALLY like! -----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: 3/3 10:16am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	Oh, oh, Mal's mom. That should be an interesting encounter. I wonder if he got his sarcastic wit from her. Quinlan put the syringe down on a nearby counter. “I feel your love and dedication to her, Doctor. I do not doubt your motivations or your qualifications. But your medicines do not help the problem. They cover it up.” The Jedi placed his palm against River’s head. She closed her eyes and leaned into the contact, much like a cat leaning into a stroke. “Her mind has been ripped open to the Force using someone else’s genetic and…cerebral material. She’s suffering memories of Lorana’s last moments. Of pain that no living person would ever experience and live. Your medicine can’t help that.” This makes much more sense for River's reactions to everything and her powers to kill. Great job. Still loving it. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 9/22/08 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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Kevin_Solo Registered: Jun '07	Date Posted: 3/3 11:21am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	A nice update, Darth_Marrs! Things look serious, in terms of what the Alliance will be doing: Walsingham said nothing more for a time as he continued to watch the forensics team. When he did finally break the silence, it was in a pensive voice. “I understand you may be missing a contractor. Any word?” The Agent’s eyes widened. “How do you know about that?” “We have our sources. Have you found him?” “Not yet, but we will.” She stiffened as if receiving a signal. “Now, Operative, if you will excuse my, I have work to do.” She turned and left. The captain of his unit stepped forward. “Do we need to instruct the Blue Sun guards about jurisdiction, sir?” “Not today,” Walsingham. “I have what I need. Let’s go.” Mal and the others had better watch out! Now something I've wanted to see: Vos telling everyone else what's going on: “The Republic was in turmoil,” Vos surmised. “The Clone Wars has been raging for nine years and was engulfing almost all of the Rim Worlds and many of the Core Worlds as well. I don’t know why you weren’t found before, but my guess would be this is an extreme outer rim system in the Unknown Regions, where the Republic has not had a large presence. For all the civilizations we have, space is still vast. Without hyperspace travel or holonet-level subspace communications, you would never have been found.” So everyone is in the same galaxy! Sounds fair. Again something I've waited for: Voss talking to River and the others about the dangers of the...Dark Side. “Yes, you can,” Vos said. The others turned and stared, shocked at his confirmation. “But to kill like that invites the Dark Side of the Force. Once you start down that path, forever will it dominate your destiny. Give into it enough, and you become no better than the Sith. You may become Sith.” “You mean she wasn’t kiddin’?” Jayne asked. “She has the power of the Jedi,” Vos said. “But without the training. In rage, she could kill with her mind. But she will not do that. Her mind may have been corrupted, but her soul is still pure.” “That’s sweet,” Mal muttered. “She’s a good kinda crazy. Fine. What about the rest of us?” “We need to find a place and lay low,” Zoe said. “Someplace the Alliance wouldn’t think to look.” I loved everyone's reactions to this! Very much in character! What would they have thought of Yoda, I wonder? So the best refuge is with Mal's mother? Nice! I'll be very interested to see what she's like! I liked Voss's helping River: Six hours later, during the middle of the ship’s sleep cycle, River sat up in her bed in a cold sweat. The drops of cold rolled down her skin like icy, grasping fingers. She looked up and saw how the shadows leered at her. They spoke harsh, guttural words to her. They wanted to consume her. To sacrifice her to something even darker. With a terrified whimper, she curled up on her cot and tried to cover herself. Her eyes sought Kaylee’s bunk, but it was empty. The mechanic must have been in Simon’s room. The shadows lunged and roared. She covered her eyes and cried out. Then she felt a large hand on her shoulder. It was not a shadow. It felt warm and real and alive. She leaned forward and a pair of arms enveloped her. “Make them go away,” she cried. Quinlan’s deep, soothing voice washed over her. As if singing a lullaby, he said over and over again: There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos, there is harmony. There is no death, there is the Force. That said, I did wonder with Kaylee about this situation: Perhaps an hour later, Kaylee stepped into the room to discover Quinlan Vos sitting on River’s cot, with River curled up like a baby on his lap wearing only her sleeping shirt. It was at once touching, and slightly unnerving to see how gently the large man held her. “Uh, Mr. Vos?” Kaylee whispered. “Dr. Tam warned us of withdrawal symptoms,” Vos said quietly. “She has had a difficult night. But she is doing better now.” Kaylee couldn’t help but smile as she sat down. “I’d say. She’s a bit shiny on you.” She was expecting Vos to smile. He did not. Instead, he stared into the middle of the room as if somewhere else. “You okay?” “Just remembering everything I have lost,” he said softly. “Not even the strongest of Jedi are immune from pain.” Kaylee stifled a yawn. “You just treat her right, no matter what.” The Jedi did smile then, and even chuckled. “Don’t worry, child. I’ll not harm your friend. Just the opposite. It is my hope when all is said and done, very little will be able to harm her.” People might suspect a lot about Voss here. It's just as well that Simon didn't see what Kaylee did.
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Independence1776 Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 3/3 6:51pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	The Operative did not make a sound as a Blue Sun forensics team scoured the building for evidence of who was behind the assault on the Academy. Additional Blue Sun security forces formed a perimeter guard that Walsingham and his men were not allowed to enter. Uh-oh. In this case, according to Walsingham’s contacts, this was not an internal breach. And the damage was much, much more severe. As it very well should be! “You should stay out of this, Operative. We’ve sent out more contractors, and we’ve activated Cain.” Um... I get the feeling that isn't good. “Okay then,” Mal summed up. He looked around at the rest of the crew. “So, any questions for Mr. Jedi man here?” Seven hands lifted up. River, Book and Afolabi made no move. Why am I not surprised at that? “From the mouth of a Sith, it can be nothing good,” Quinlan said. Oh, really. I would have thought the opposite. [/sarcasm] She slowly turned around in her chair and stared. Jayne sat up and looked as if he were about to bolt. “I really can kill you with my mind,” she said. I figured she was telling the truth even in canon, but your explantion is quite sound. “We need to find a place and lay low,” Zoe said. “Someplace the Alliance wouldn’t think to look.” Mal stared across the room. “You ain’t thinkin’ it.” Hmm... someplace Mal doesn't like? current state of deadness, I love this phrasing. With a long string of Chinese curses, Mal threw up his hands and walked out of the kitchen. “So if it’s a good place to hide,” Simon ventured, “why is the Captain so afraid?” “Because it is the home of the one person in the whole ‘verse he is truly afraid of,” Zoe said. “His mother.” Why is it always the mother figure? This should be interesting if she's anything like him. “What are you doing?” River stopped mid-stride. She and Quinlan had been meditating in the cargo area when she unexpectedly jumped to her feet and stared walking away. “Meds,” she said, and then she continued on her way. Behind her, Vos stood and followed her with a quizzical expression. She has a wonderful time sense. With his explanation complete, Simon completed the preparation of the injection and nodded to his sister as she climbed up on the table. Suddenly the needle flew from his fingers into the Jedi’s waiting hands. Figured he wouldn't like it! The Jedi placed his palm against River’s head. She closed her eyes and leaned into the contact, much like a cat leaning into a stroke. I love the two of them together. They really understand each other. “Her mind has been ripped open to the Force using someone else’s genetic and…cerebral material. She’s suffering memories of Lorana’s last moments. Of pain that no living person would ever experience and live. Your medicine can’t help that.” Eeeee..... That's really not pleasant. But if there's cerebral material not her own, shouldn't she be having problems with rejection? Vos dropped his hand. River opened her eyes and stared at the Jedi. “My knight in shining armor,” she said in a sing-song fashion. “I think he can. I want him to try.” Yes! River nodded. To Vos, Simon said, “Some of the drugs I’ve been giving her do have an addictive quality. There may be some withdrawal symptoms that simply can’t be helped.” He looked at both of them. “The next few days will be very difficult.” River in withdrawal with access to the Force? I can sense bad possibilities... Six hours later, during the middle of the ship’s sleep cycle, River sat up in her bed in a cold sweat. The drops of cold rolled down her skin like icy, grasping fingers. She looked up and saw how the shadows leered at her. They spoke harsh, guttural words to her. They wanted to consume her. To sacrifice her to something even darker. Hmmm.... somewhat of a vision more than a hallucination? Quinlan’s deep, soothing voice washed over her. As if singing a lullaby, he said over and over again: [Insert Jedi Code here] I love this, using the quote to calm her down. Wonder if the people in the Temple used it the same way for similar purposes? “Just remembering everything I have lost,” he said softly. “Not even the strongest of Jedi are immune from pain.” No they aren't, and it's a good thing. Kaylee stifled a yawn. “You just treat her right, no matter what.” Trust Kaylee to be worried. The Jedi did smile then, and even chuckled. “Don’t worry, child. I’ll not harm your friend. Just the opposite. It is my hope when all is said and done, very little will be able to harm her.” Oooh..... River as a fully trained Jedi. I would love to see that! silently curses lack of drawing abilities and photoshop It's a slightly scary but really cool image. I can't wait to see what you're going to do with her. Wonderful update! I love the tender moments, the starting of River's training, the help that Vos is giving her. It's wonderful. -----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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LadyLunas Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 3/3 10:21pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	The fact the facility exploded was not surprising—all such facilities were equipped with self-destruct mechanisms to contain any internal security breaches. The one time one of the aliens nearly escaped, Blue Sun had lost almost forty contractors and agents, and ended up having to bomb the building anyway to contain the breach. Hmm . . . wonder what happened there? “Parliament is less than pleased by that news,” Walsingham said. “As is my employer.” She looked over her shoulder at the line of Blue Sun soldiers, and then turned back to Walsingham and his own squad of Alliance special forces men. “You should stay out of this, Operative. We’ve sent out more contractors, and we’ve activated Cain.” Walsingham did not bother to hide his surprise. “When was this?” “Only an hour after the fugitives escaped,” the Agent said. “That stunt they pulled over the city was too much for us to handle, and we know your superiors are upset to say the least. Over a thousand civilians were injured, some fatally. My employer felt Cain had the best chance of tracking them.” Cain? Oh dear. I sense trouble. Vos finally stopped talking, and the only sound was the distant thrumming of the ship’s engine, and the faint whine of the coolant system of their fridge that had been threatening catastrophic failure for two months. Hahaha! I love Serenity. Constantly on the verge of breaking down, yet just on the edge of 'working'. Quinlan put the syringe down on a nearby counter. “I feel your love and dedication to her, Doctor. I do not doubt your motivations or your qualifications. But your medicines do not help the problem. They cover it up.” The Jedi placed his palm against River’s head. She closed her eyes and leaned into the contact, much like a cat leaning into a stroke. “Her mind has been ripped open to the Force using someone else’s genetic and…cerebral material. She’s suffering memories of Lorana’s last moments. Of pain that no living person would ever experience and live. Your medicine can’t help that.” I just can't help but wonder why anyone would want to do that to a person. Yes, they are 'mad scientists', and yes, they are going under Palpatine's orders, but still. It's chilling, what people can ever consider doing to each other. Six hours later, during the middle of the ship’s sleep cycle, River sat up in her bed in a cold sweat. The drops of cold rolled down her skin like icy, grasping fingers. She looked up and saw how the shadows leered at her. They spoke harsh, guttural words to her. They wanted to consume her. To sacrifice her to something even darker. Force vision? Nightmare? Or a combination of both. Whatever it is, it's creepy. And slightly terrifying. “Just remembering everything I have lost,” he said softly. “Not even the strongest of Jedi are immune from pain.” Oh, poor Quinlan. His Padawan and his family. One he knows is dead and the other doesn't even know he's alive. He's been through so much. I'm quite looking forward to the next update (and the entire thing, of course). -----signature----- Darth Real Life hates me. Therefore, I battle him constantly. On hiatus from fanfic. See profile for fics. Padawan of SakuraTsukikage.
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VaderLVR64 Title: Fan Fic Manager in Combat Boots Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 3/4 6:04am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	As always, you've captured their voices so flawlessly I can hear them in my mind! “There is something else that is bothering me about what you said,” Book announced. He turned and looked pointedly at River. “You said this Darth Sidious spoke to River directly. That he knew her, and that she was almost ready. Ready for what?” “From the mouth of a Sith, it can be nothing good,” Quinlan said. He looked at all of them, one face at a time, until his eyes settled on River. “I don’t understand how they pried your mind open to the Force, child. I feel Lorana Jinzler’s Force signature in you, but there can be no denying you have power. If you are to have any chance of surviving, you must be trained to wield that power.” Jayne snorted. “’Cause she just ain’t crazy enough.” She slowly turned around in her chair and stared. Jayne sat up and looked as if he were about to bolt. “I really can kill you with my mind,” she said. “Yes, you can,” Vos said. The others turned and stared, shocked at his confirmation. “But to kill like that invites the Dark Side of the Force. Once you start down that path, forever will it dominate your destiny. Give into it enough, and you become no better than the Sith. You may become Sith.” “You mean she wasn’t kiddin’?” Jayne asked. “She has the power of the Jedi,” Vos said. “But without the training. In rage, she could kill with her mind. But she will not do that. Her mind may have been corrupted, but her soul is still pure.” “That’s sweet,” Mal muttered. “She’s a good kinda crazy. Fine. What about the rest of us?” Perfection! -----signature----- If you have to choose between tears and laughter, remember that laughter burns more calories. Proud New Army Mom - off to bootcamp!
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callista_gseran Registered: May '06	Date Posted: 3/4 4:43pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	wonderful post I totally agree with Quin's assessment on medicines -----signature----- Callista Gseran Adoptee of Dev_Binks
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The_Face Title: Fan Fic Manager, now with more real butter flavor Registered: Feb '03	Date Posted: 3/4 9:53pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	Very ominous opening, with a lot to ponder in it. I like when they get all nine (or here, 11) together in a room. It’s a deep ensemble, and those scenes really show that. His mother?! Great update! -----signature----- If mercy falls upon the broken and the poor Dear Father, I will see you there on distant shores
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Thumper09 Registered: Dec '01	Date Posted: 3/5 1:54pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	We’ve sent out more contractors, and we’ve activated Cain. Cain, huh? Hmm, I'll have to see if my theory on him pans out. In any event, it doesn't sound good for the crew. The detail with Serenity's fridge was great. “That’s sweet,” Mal muttered. “She’s a good kinda crazy. LOL. Simon bristled, and then took a deep breath to overcome his initial reaction. Poor Simon, getting second-guessed by a relative stranger about how he's helping River. Great job writing the crew's reactions to what Vos told them and also River's withdrawal / hallucination. The crew is still way in the deep end, and from what happened here with Blue Sun and Mal and Zoe's conversation at the end, it doesn't look like that situation is going to change for them anytime soon. Looking forward to the next post! -Thumper -----signature----- "Like anything worth writing, it came inexplicably and without method." -Karen Eiffel The Way--Imperial pilot OCs, OT: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28104637 OC X-wing fics: http://www.coronasquadron.com/corona.html
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Laine_Snowtrekker Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 3/5 9:10pm Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	Oh, great chapter! I am truly loving this story, and the mix of the two 'verses. 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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TigerofRobare Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 3/7 6:49am Subject: RE: Blue Sun Down: A Star Wars/Firefly Crossover --Updated 3/3/2008
	This is a great story. Can you add me to the PM list, please. -----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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