Joss Whedon fully owns Simon, Mal, Inara, Zoë, River, Jayne and Kaylee, as well as Serenity herself; I am only borrowing them for this story. Also, Chinese is not my first language, so although any that I write should make sense in context, I apologize if it doesn't.
Dresses (Six-ish years after BDM)
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The soft swish of dresses filled the air as Tabbina, Lillian, Silverfur, and Little Jane congregated in the dinning area, joining the rest of the crew for dinner.
Zoë owned exactly one dress, a slinky one Wash had bought for her. Lillian had three. All three were fairly simple, pastel with thin lines of ruffles. The first was lavender gingham with sky blue ruffles, the second was mint green with cream-colored ruffles, and the third had small sunshine yellow polka dots on a white background with peach-colored ruffles. Zoë, who had a surprisingly good eye for such dresses, had picked all thee of them up secondhand, and all three had been mended multiple times.
Lillian rotated the three dresses, but always wore the same pair of cargo pants underneath, which let her run around without worrying about showing too much. All three dresses came to just below the knees and you could always see the cargo pants underneath the pastel ruffled skirt.
When she left Persephone, Silverfur had owned three dresses, one blue one green and one red. They had long since stopped fitting her, and she had replaced them with eight identical dresses, simple floor length shifts she'd made herself, four black and four light gray. She switched off which color she wore and always complimented them with accessories borrowed from Inara: a sash, a robe or a scarf. Despite the simplicity of her outfits and her lack of make-up she often looked almost as beautiful as her mother.
Little Jane had four everyday dresses her mother had made for her before she'd left heart of gold. They'd all been terribly looses and so still fit, even five years later. In fact they fit better now then they did before. When she' had first come aboard, her father had insisted she wear leggings and had bought her a pair, and she had worn them ever since. Her dresses were all made the same way. First her mother took one of the long swishy skirts the girls wore and stitched the waist closed. She then cut a head hole and holes for the arms and stitched over the top of the makeshift shift one of the long-sleeved, low-cut belly-less tops some girls wore. The skirt filled in the bust line and the shoulders of the top to keep it from falling off and the shirt added sleeves and variance to the dress. The sleeves of the top and the bottom of the skirt were then hemmed until they were the right length.
Her dresses were practical enough, though they were still quite looses. Even though Little Jane had cut some of her mothers hemming in the sleeves and in the skirt, the dresses were shorter now and you could see her leggings. She switched off which dress she wore everyday, except when she was working out with Jayne. Then she wore an old white t-shirt of his over her leggings that was long enough to be a dress on her.
Tabbina had five dresses, two were hand-me-downs from Lillian, two were made for her by Kaylee and one was bought for her second hand by her father. They were all various shades of pink. The two from Lillian were simple solid pink, one pale pink the other fuchsia, though Tabbina had insisted that Kaylee add feminine pockets, two fuchsia hearts on the pale pink dress and two purple flowers with pale pink centers on the fuchsia dress. The two Kaylee made for her were both made from old pink floral blouses, collars cut off, part of the back cut away and then stitched back together to better fit her tiny frame and belted with a strip of matching cloth. The last dress was the one Simon had bought for her. It had a flouncy skirt and puffed sleeves and a peter pan collar, and looked like something a core girl might wear, except for the worn look it had about it. Tabbina rotated her dresses and her behavior seemed to rotate in accordance.
As each girl took her place at the table, she blended in seamlessly, so that although they all wore markedly different dresses, none of them looked out of place around Serenity's table.