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Kaylee Frye ([personal profile] xiao_meimei) wrote2005-02-28 12:45 pm
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What can you say is truly yours?

I ain't got much in the way of things. Don't see much use for 'em. I mean, I'd like to have some things like Inara's, but they'd just get all dirty in the engine-room anyways, so it don't much matter.

I've got one fancy dress an' it is right pretty an' all mine. A gift from the Captain. But I don't think that's necessarily what you're askin' about. Or maybe you are. 'Cause the question is what can I say is truly mine.

That dress is mine. My clothes an' the wooden duck I picked up on some moon. They's everywhere, so I figured I should have 'least one. My bunk ain't really mine. Just my bunk on Serenity. Serenity is the Cap'n's, much as I love her.

Simon ain't mine. Not yet, leastways, but I am workin' on it.

My friends are mine. My family. An' I'm theirs. It kinda works that way an' that's shiny.

Still, the question seems t'call for somethin' a bit deeper than all that an' I just don't...

The sky. The black. It don't rightly belong to anyone, but when you're out in it? Cap'n says it's freedom an' it's yours.

Belongs to each of us utterly an' solely an' collectively. They can put you away an' take everything you got, but you still got the sky, even if only in your dreams. The freedom it represents.

I guess that's mine. Ain't got no rules to follow 'cept Captain's, long as we keep on flyin'.
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[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Huh? I don't rightly think so. She's just carved out of a piece o' wood. She ain't gonna fly anywhere.

[identity profile] pixie-viscera.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Why, you're only bits of paper and lace, dear dolly.

[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
You ain't quite right in the head, are you?

[identity profile] pixie-viscera.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
Hush, wee dolly. Haven't yet grown lips or tongue to speak.

Do you know the pixie queen?

[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
No, I don't know any such person.

I do to have lips and a tongue. I'm right here talkin'.

[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
Well, no. I ain't where you are. But I'm where I am and I'm all grown.

[identity profile] pixie-viscera.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Dropped in the bathtub, floating in tin.

[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
Serenity ain't made of tin.

[identity profile] pixie-viscera.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
Bits and pieces, humming and buzzing...

[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Well. Yes. She does do that.

[identity profile] pixie-viscera.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
Little toy boat in the bathtub. Careful should it sink and bubble.

[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
I think you're loonier than River.

[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
Neither does she. It's just her name.

[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Won't. We won't let her.

[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
You got somethin' t'say?

[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
Did you now? On a boat?

[identity profile] pixie-viscera.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
In the winter wind. It was cold.

[identity profile] xiaomeimei.livejournal.com 2005-03-01 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
You is certainly a strange, strange girl.
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