River Tam (
river_meimei) wrote2008-06-12 11:20 pm
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River sits in the copilot's chair, staring at the blank impassive screen. It's switched off, even the brief WAVE DISCONNECTED light dark now. Around her, the ship is silent, but for the hum of the distant engine.
She doesn't look to see if there's a log of that call.
After several minutes, she reaches for the controls again. A few quick taps connect her to the Cortex, and bounce the signal through the appropriate buffers; this call is outgoing, to a number she doesn't need to look up.
She doesn't look to see if there's a log of that call.
After several minutes, she reaches for the controls again. A few quick taps connect her to the Cortex, and bounce the signal through the appropriate buffers; this call is outgoing, to a number she doesn't need to look up.
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The tinny, electronic chirrup repeats, and again, and a few too many times.
Crowley flickers into being, bed-rumpled, with a faded blue shirt and sharp blue eyes.
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"Hi," she says, after a minute, and quietly.
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"River," he says stupidly.
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"I called." That might be a question, or just a statement; it's said in the same hesitant, almost gentle tone.
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"Everything okay?"
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That's with a faint smile, the first one this conversation, and it seems to be a yes.
It's gone again, when she adds seriously, "Are you?"
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(And there's River's question.)
But he relaxes a little.
"Same old," he says, which in one context is a lie, but in another - in the context of years, decades, centuries, millennia - isn't a lie at all.
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Same old can mean fine, or it can... not.
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Still flying can be a good thing. Or it can... not.
There's something a little distant in Crowley's face when he speaks, which doesn't mean 'cold' or 'reserved', but simply means 'far away'.
"So to what do I owe the pleasure?"
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Then: "I'm supposed to buy you a beer."
There's a funny, complicated sort of humor somewhere under the words, and in the sideways quirk of her mouth.
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There are very few people in the 'verse who might conceivably, around this time of year, make a point of buying Crowley a beer.
One of them is asleep in the bedroom behind him.
Another one (perhaps, if she remembers) is Kaylee.
So -
So Crowley's face flickers through a range of emotions rather too complex for having just woken up: surprise, something private and close to fond, and then faint alarm.
"You've been talking to him? Raguel, I mean? Did he - "
Did he tell you why, but that's not important right now.
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River looks more exasperated than anything else, though it doesn't have the lethal edge of fury it would have a few months ago.
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"Okay," Crowley says, after a moment. "That - okay."
It doesn't sound particularly dire, at least. And Crowley hopes that if Raguel were in trouble - or... more trouble than usual, anyway - he'd not pick River, of all people, to contact.
"Did he - "
Crowley interrupts himself with a cavernous yawn.
"Did he, er. Say anything else?"
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What River knows, or doesn't know, is often hard to tell. There's gentleness in her gaze, when the exasperation fades again -- but then again, she likes Crowley, and he's looking pretty clearly exhausted anyway.
(And this is a wave.)
"I did," she adds earnestly, and unnecessarily.
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"Swing by sometime, and you can buy me one in person."
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It is a face that clearly says that beer is gross, and she is too young to drink (even though she technically isn't), and Crowley can buy his own beer.
(She might buy him terrifying fruit juice.)
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"Alright," he says, looking away and raising his hands, palms outwards. "Was worth a shot, anyway."
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"I'll pick a surprise," she says.
Instead of beer.
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"Something that's actually meant for drinking," he warns.
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"You're very picky."
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It's meant to sound mock-grudging; it doesn't, quite.
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It's meant to sound mock-grateful; one out of two isn't bad.
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Instead: "I'm very generous," she says, and it's teasing, except that the concern and fondness both still lurk underneath.
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He looks at River, long and considering.
"You actually make it in to buy it, maybe I'll tell you why you're supposed to be doing it."
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After a moment, she smiles, just a little.
(I'm one of the ones)
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(Cracking: a good word for it.)
"Then I should probably make up something interesting to make it worth your while."
Maybe. Maybe not.
It might be... good. A good thing.
Maybe he wants to.
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Amicably.