Meme

Jayne, go play with your rainstick.




( And also the cut scene from that episode, which may be the funniest thing ever. )

*spams*

And also, in honour of this wonderful interview, and because the more I write the more I need to show it to people so that I don't implode under the pressure of my own insecurities, and so far I've written well over 5000 words and only showed snippets to a handful of people (DANGER, WILL ROBINSON!), I know this train of thought was going somewhere, I do believe in commas, I do, I do -

*abandons that sentence by the roadside*

Teaser kinda thingum, because cryptic action snapshots taste like sunshine dust are fun.

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"No business –" And Crowley breaks off, horrified.

"No business where, Crowley?"

Lucifer doesn't have to say we're not in the bar, Crowley, because the demon has already seen his safety net go up in hellfire flames and his feet are running, running, running.

Mal turns back to the door with a face like ice. "Keep at it."

"But sir –" Zoe begins, just as Jayne emits a white-faced protest about never volunteering for no gorram suicide mission.

"We keep at it."