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someonetocarryyou) wrote2013-01-29 08:31 pm
someonetocarryyou) wrote2013-01-29 08:31 pm
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[ OoM | Serenity ] - Malentine's Day
Always has been music in these halls.
Even when they're empty.
These days, it ain't as rowdy as its sometimes been. It don't feel as thick, warming up the cold of space with something like family, melody so strong it fills every corner and hatch. It's still home, the pitter-patter of combat boots just belong to a new set of feet, and the laughter's young and innocent.
Not a lot of that these days.
Zoë's been running a routine vessel check. It still ain't quite right walking past some rooms and finding them empty. Music's moved on. Feels just a yǒu yīdiǎn cold. Still, other rooms never change. The Captain's in the galley when Zoë moves on through, and he comes with his own kind of tune.
"Everything shiny, Captain?"
Even when they're empty.
These days, it ain't as rowdy as its sometimes been. It don't feel as thick, warming up the cold of space with something like family, melody so strong it fills every corner and hatch. It's still home, the pitter-patter of combat boots just belong to a new set of feet, and the laughter's young and innocent.
Not a lot of that these days.
Zoë's been running a routine vessel check. It still ain't quite right walking past some rooms and finding them empty. Music's moved on. Feels just a yǒu yīdiǎn cold. Still, other rooms never change. The Captain's in the galley when Zoë moves on through, and he comes with his own kind of tune.
"Everything shiny, Captain?"
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"So long's I still get my bottle, we'll be shiny."
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She means it.
Besides, he can't see the grin on her face as she walks away.