Sorin watched the hatch door intently. She always liked seeing the new people emerge. They were all so different from her and the people around her. They were all so different from each other as well. She had heard Carel on the coms with the captain of this new ship. It sounded like a woman.

Jax stared intently at the bottles littered across the bar. None of them said Apricot Liqueur or lime juice. Fuck! She thought. That was the only drink she really knew how to make. I guess she’ll be drinking straight rum again. Her days of experimenting stopped a few years ago. Rona and Kes walked into

Jax had been sitting on her ass all day watching that piece of shit, Brick, lay in his bed. Too drunk to fuck, thank god, but him being passed out meant she was trapped in his cabin with him. He only let her out while he was out and he kept her close by while