oldMal's Serenity. Living room. When fairies die.

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The old ship stood quietly just outside of the small bordertown, listing just ever so slightly to one side. She was still and empty but for the morose brooding of her captain on the bridge and the stealthy lurking of her Reader in her shadow. The rest of the crew was in town, doing whatever missions they had been assigned or assigned themselves.

Then there was a swish and a slight flash in the living room, and a still form settled onto the couch, wrapped in a silken violet cloak. It seemed that someone stood there and looked down at the figure for a moment before the tousled violet hair that half-covered the pale face was stirred slightly and another swish and flash announced the sudden absence of life in the room.

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She didn't respond. Nor did her chest move.

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He looked around in alarm, cursing the fact that the one time he needed the infirmary, Dean was nowhere to be found.

"Oh no," he muttered.

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"What's wrong?" said Mal sharply from near the top of the stairs. He'd seen the other man approaching the ship and decided to come and talk a bit, following in his slow painful way as Iroh had gone through the galley and headed for the living room.

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"She...." Iroh put an ear to Violet's chest. "She's ... dead."

He couldn't help it. He started to tremble.

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"What?" Mal abandoned dignity and slid down the stairs on his rear, then hobbled over as fast as he could.

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"She's not breathing. Her heart's not beating. She's dead."

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"WHAT!?" came a cry from the stairs. Abby had just finished putting the parts she brought away and was on her way to the infirmary to see if Dean was back when she came across the scene.

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"Lemme see." He gently pushed the old man aside and set his fingers to Violet's neck. "She's still warm." A thumb pushed back an eyelid. -God, not again. Not yet, please... how the #$%$@& does somethin' like her die, anyhow?-

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Iroh just stood there and stared. Years of military training and going off to war hadn't prepared him for this.

"But..." he tried to wrap his head around what was happening, and failed.

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Abby was running down the stairs and was at Iroh's side in a second. "I...c'n go find Dean." she says panting.

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"That might be a good idea," Iroh said, snapping out of his thoughts.