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Oct. 22nd, 2005 02:13 pmAfter Raven leaves, Lilly sits huddled on the rock, twisting his scrap of cloth between her fingers. So. Okay. She had a path to heaven or the clearing and whatever and now she doesn’t... or, well, doesn’t for a while. Maybe a long while. It could be worse. She could be going crazy again, there could be no way to fix it, hell, there could even be ninjas.
And it’s not like I want to leave the bar right now anyway, right? I mean, I’d be leaving Alain, and Mikey and Indy, and Xander, Susan and Koosh, Pete and God, like tons of people. The crew’s not even back yet, I still have to make sure Mal’s okay and Kaylee’s got enough honey dust. I haven’t gotten to corrupt Sunny hardly at all, and I haven’t even gotten to the new baby yet. And who'd run the paper? So yeah. Could be worse.
There’s still a pretty painful ache, when she thinks of the glimpse she caught through the door Eddie opened, when she remembers the look on Alain’s face as he stared through it, but it’s... it’s survivable.
She’ll be okay.
And it’s not like I want to leave the bar right now anyway, right? I mean, I’d be leaving Alain, and Mikey and Indy, and Xander, Susan and Koosh, Pete and God, like tons of people. The crew’s not even back yet, I still have to make sure Mal’s okay and Kaylee’s got enough honey dust. I haven’t gotten to corrupt Sunny hardly at all, and I haven’t even gotten to the new baby yet. And who'd run the paper? So yeah. Could be worse.
There’s still a pretty painful ache, when she thinks of the glimpse she caught through the door Eddie opened, when she remembers the look on Alain’s face as he stared through it, but it’s... it’s survivable.
She’ll be okay.
