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PIC PROMPTS / TFLN / RANDOM SCENARIO
HAN SOLO velocities	BETTY MCRAE bombsheller	RIVER TAM subsulcus	RIVER TAM (AU) comprehender
SIMON TAM vest	BRIA THAREN exulted	NADINE CROSS bridaled	GU JUN-PYO toddler
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[subsulcus]

The Roci fires, and it's easy enough to knock the ship off of Serenity's hull. It wasn't in good shape, either. Honestly, none of the smaller vessels in this system can quite match the Roci in firepower. That's reserved for Alliance gunships, large enough to dwarf these three (previously four) and certainly not about to involve themselves in this little spat.

(Not yet. The Tams are a delicate matter. The fewer who know details, the better.)

It blows a little less bombastically as the other -- a release of pressure from the airlock still open on their end that crumples the hull in some sections and blows out the windows in others as the decompression travels throughout.

River is coaxed out of her hiding place by her brother, moving slow and small, terror lingering at the edges as the rest trickle in to the cargo bay and Mal stomps his way down from the catwalk.

One by one, as they realize the danger is gone, they come down. Inara first, checking to make sure things are safe and going straight to Kaylee once she comes in, a little singed and covered in grease and soot. Book and Jayne look a little worse for wear but not hurt. Wash, too, makes a beeline for his wife -- he ought to be on the bridge, really, but the ship isn't moving right now so it's not like it needs to be steered.

It's tense and silent for a few moments before Kaylee pipes up with, "We lost engine thrust, but systems're still runnin' for life support. Gonna take time to get to the rest of 'em, but..."

She pauses awkwardly and looks around, keenly aware of how Mal is stalking right toward Holden. "We do gots time, right?"