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[holo] if you tell me where you're going i'll tell you where you're bound

Simon is dragged into Taxon mid-eyebrow raise. "Yes, of course, captain." There's no mistaking the sarcasm in his tone. "And would you like me to--"

He breaks off, looking around. It only takes a moment for his expression to shift from barely contained irritation and impatience to worry. "River?"

That worry is slowly ratcheting up into panic. "Mei mei, answer me."

When no answer is forthcoming, Simon sags just a little, his face going grey. They can't have captured them. There had to have been a warning of some kind; it's not as if the Alliance can simply... take them, without anyone realizing. He has to push away the thoughts of what they did to River, the havoc they wreaked on her mind; if anyone could do it, it would be the Alliance. But he can't have failed her again.

"Tiānsà de èmó," he mutters, panic hardening into anger and resolve. If the gŏushĭ bùrú Alliance is behind this, he'll find a way to get her out, again. He'll do anything to keep River safe.

Glancing around, he sees the tablet, and slips it in his pocket before heading down the steps and towards the door.

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[Twins of the well-constructed icy put down.]

Or I could simply demonstrate on an inanimate object. As much as people near death are my profession, I'd hate to wish it on people for the sole purpose of showing off.

...And my area of focus has shifted dramatically of late, anyway. I spend more time patching up knife wounds and busted knuckles than reattaching limbs.

Ooooh. So, no critical condition for you, doctor?

Not in general, no.

[Have a very meaningful insightful-]

Huh.

It's a good thing these days, as my pool of patients has become much smaller.

Um. Of course it's a good thing. Less people near death is always a good thing everywhere.

Well I-- of course, obviously, but without them I wouldn't be employed.

[Forgive him, he's a doctor and his foot has a time share in his mouth.]

[Ahahaha. Hello opening.]

Totally. I mean, money is definitely important, too. In your case, dare I say even more so?

[Oh, dear. GOOD JOB, SIMON.]

Yes, especially after-- well. I won't pretend I didn't grow up in a much more comfortable environment than the one I have now.

[Well, they're the same, really - okay, not, because she grew up filthy rich and now she was poor.]

So, you've worked for everything you have?

[Then they are exactly the same.]

My recent lack of wealth and status were my choice, yes. It was worth it.

[Yes, that's all Cordy is getting for the moment. Mal mentioned no Alliance control, but that doesn't mean he's about to share his life story with a stranger.

...All right, a stranger not holding a gun on him.]

You chose to be poor?

[Okay. Clearly you're the insane one here, Simon. Pft.]

Not exactly. I chose to pursue a course of action that resulted in my accounts being frozen. The end result is the same, the purpose not quite.

[Hey, anything for the baby sister. No, really. Literally anything.]

Oh my. I didn't realize I was talking to James Bond.

...James Bond?

[Yeah, Simon has no idea what the hell that's supposed to mean.]

...what kind of bizarro world are you from that you don't know who James Bond is? He's only the spy who shagged m--oviestars, yes. Or so I've heard.

[This is just silence for a bit, as Simon understood about... none of that sentence.]

...Right?

[Have a long, overdrawn, overdramatic sigh that's kinda like her saying 'what do you mean you don't know what I'm talking about?' Alas, Cordelia should be used to this reaction to her by now.]

Never mind.

So, the kind doctor lives a charmed life, huh.

[For a crazy person, Cordy is very articulate in her non-verbal communication.]

...Used to, at least. Things have changed considerably since Riv-- since I made my choice.

[Well it is one of her many, varied talents.]

Since you chose to be poor, you mean?

[She is going to run Simon ragged. This much is already abundantly clear.]

Something like that, yes.

[Again with the vague! Which is actually quite understandable because, hello, first conversation]

You are just... you're so weird.

[Among the things Simon will do for River: manipulate, hide, and distort information. Not to mention, out right lie.]

I've been called worse things.

[Had Cordelia known this fact, she would say awww.]

I've no doubt that's true.

[At some later point, she'll find out; you can't get to know Simon without River as part of the package.]

When you stitch people together for a living, you're bound to hear some of the more colorful names.

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