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Save her. Her being a girl named Lacey. It's what they'd told them about. Mornbein didn't know it but for him they'd gotten rather loud. The voices normally did. When he went through the cafe door he'd landed right in the cargo hold and noted the four guns pointed at some girl he didn't know. His own gun was suddenly raised and pointed right back at them.
"River?"
His eyes narrowed slightly at his big brother. "Put 'em down."
"No ruttin' way I'm takin' orders from..." Jayne starts but backs up once that gun is pointed at him. He knows how crazy moonbrain there is.
"Now." River says those eyes just watching them. Once the guns are down and the crew backs up he cants his head and looks at the girl. No, she didn't go squish. Her brainpan was still intact. "Are you okay?"
"River?"
His eyes narrowed slightly at his big brother. "Put 'em down."
"No ruttin' way I'm takin' orders from..." Jayne starts but backs up once that gun is pointed at him. He knows how crazy moonbrain there is.
"Now." River says those eyes just watching them. Once the guns are down and the crew backs up he cants his head and looks at the girl. No, she didn't go squish. Her brainpan was still intact. "Are you okay?"
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