<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Pilot Episode: Blade Sisters</span><br/><br/><br/>The Firefly class transport<em>Flirefry</em>sailed peacefully through the blackness of space, carrying a cargo of cotton and novelty clocks, as well as a trio of passengers with a lot of personal belongings.  In fact, they had carried so many belongings that the three were all stuck in a single guest cabin.  An announcement buzzed over the ship's intercom system.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><tt class="bbc_tt">"This is your captain speaking.  We're going to touch down on Carthgo in just a few minutes.  Please secure yourselves and your belongings.  I'd also like to take this opportunity to thank you again for not smoking.  Your cooperation is appreciated.  God bless you!"</tt>  </span><br/><br/>Down in the guest room, Sister Belle was having a dark night of the soul.  Three days without a cigarette were wearing on her intensely, as she sat with her arms around Sister Allia, praying with her.  Even if it looked slightly more like the two were embracing.  "In the world ye shall have tribulation... but be of good cheer.  I have overcome the world."  Sister Belle whispered, clutching the rosary in her hand as she felt another wave of cravings hit her.<br/><br/>"Revi?"  Sister Belle asked, her green eyes flashing a little bit.  "May I borrow one of your guns?"  She said with a smile, perhaps too big of one.  "If we kill them now and crash land the ship, we could make it look like a space mutiny."  Sister Belle said, her deadpan tone making it quite obvious that she was joking... mostly.  A week of no beer, no cigarettes, (unless you could sneak into a shuttle while nobody was looking) and vaguely condescending looks had driven all of the nuns a bit crazy.  "This is the last time we fly with protestants."  Belle hissed, as the<em>Flirefry</em>flipped over to orient itself with Carthago's gravity, and began to enter the atmosphere.