Wow, my first flame! Although, let me just point out that if you're going to disparage a show, the least you could do is get its name right, which shouldn't be too hard as it's right in the story's summary. And for the record, I do consider Firefly to be inferior to B5, it being "merely" an excellent show while B5 is the greatest use ever of the television medium.

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River wandered down the hallway, a mystified Mal and Simon following. Both had long since given up on talking to her; they had tried for a couple minutes but she did not respond, only continuing to press on. Along the way, they ran into Garibaldi, who joined in thee parade after a quick explanation. Finally, they stopped before a door. "Open, please," said River.

"I don't get it," said Garibaldi. "This is Ambassador G'Kar's quarters. Sure, he hates the Centauri, but associating with a war criminal?"

Mal scoffed. "I don't much care, just open the door so we can find out what she's on about."

Garibaldi tapped the pad beside the door, and a gruff "Come!" welcomed him in. The door opened, and the four walked inside to see G'Kar and another Narn, who River quickly pointed at. "You want to tell us who your friend is, G'Kar?" asked Garibaldi.

G'Kar replied, "He was attacked by one of the new arrivals. They are Centauri masquerading as humans, you know. You'd do well to be rid of them."

Mal stepped up and said, "Maybe you'd like to say that to my face. And you'd better hurry up; apparently there's some folk outside pretty angry with you."

Garibaldi continued, "Well, G'Kar? Is this S'san?"

G'Kar stepped in front of the other Narn protectively and replied, "Yes, it is. What of it?"

"A Centauri war cruiser is threatening to blow up the station unless we hand him over. We can't hold out against the kind of firepower that ship's got," said Garibaldi.

S'san stepped out from behind him. "Well, my people's ambassador will never let that happen! Won't you, G'Kar?"

G'Kar closed his eyes for a second, then turned to S'san. "Why you in particular? As vicious as the Centauri are, they wouldn't target one particular Narn without reason.

S'san wouldn't answer, so Garibialdi spoke for him. "Seems your little friend here's made quite a name for himself as a war criminal. Subjecting lots of Centauri to horrible torture. I didn't get details, but it must have been pretty bad if they'd go this far to get their hands on him."

G'Kar again turned to S'san. "Is this true?"

S'san grinned. "Of course. I am Narn; the Centauri are my sworn enemy. Why shouldn't I make them pay for what they did to us, and are doing again?"

G'Kar raised a hand to his forehead. "S'san, last year, I ordered a sneak attack on the Centauri agricultural colony on Raghesh 3. Now they have returned in kind. I have learned something from this: defeating a monster is meaningless if you become that monster in the process. I'm sorry, S'san, I cannot protect you."

S'san bellowed in rage, and ran for the door. Garibaldi and Mal both tried to stop him, but the enraged Narn warrior easily plowed through both of them. They gave chase in the hallway, but then saw River outrunning them both. She soon caught up and tackled S'san, and after a brief flurry of limbs it was she who rose.

"I think we can go now," she said.