Walkabout, on a smaller scale (Dick)
Zoe went home, but she didn't find him there. She thought of going to Serenity, but she didnt' want to see him. Or she did. She wanted to take back everything she did, but she knew she couldn't. There was no going back; there never was. She'd get over it; just like she'd gotten over everything in the past.
She got cleaned up, got dressed, and headed back out. Eventually she'd find Serenity, but for now, walking seemed like the best idea. One part of her wanted to be in the air, taking care of a ship. On the other hand, she was glad she was on the ground and could walk. Her body was sore; the bites on her arm..it could have been worse. She'd have to leave it bandaged for a while, but the doctor fixed it up well enough.
She looked at her arm again, remembering that she'd been bitten while shooting Jesse. It wasn't so much that she remembered shooting him, but that she was absent firepower. The City hadn't exactly returned it. How could she have forgotten it? What kind of idiot had she become to just leave weapons lying around? Well, she supposed she'd have to find it before some foolheaded kid found it and tried to use it.
She got cleaned up, got dressed, and headed back out. Eventually she'd find Serenity, but for now, walking seemed like the best idea. One part of her wanted to be in the air, taking care of a ship. On the other hand, she was glad she was on the ground and could walk. Her body was sore; the bites on her arm..it could have been worse. She'd have to leave it bandaged for a while, but the doctor fixed it up well enough.
She looked at her arm again, remembering that she'd been bitten while shooting Jesse. It wasn't so much that she remembered shooting him, but that she was absent firepower. The City hadn't exactly returned it. How could she have forgotten it? What kind of idiot had she become to just leave weapons lying around? Well, she supposed she'd have to find it before some foolheaded kid found it and tried to use it.