[River and Prior Fell on Serenity]

[river_meimei]

River's standing on one of the high catwalks, hands curled loosely around the railing. She leans back as if against a summer breeze, dreamily watching the air of the cargo bay.

When a blond figure emerges from a corridor far below, River's eyes slide slowly down to focus on him.

After a moment, she smiles, just a little.

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[river_meimei]

River is giving him a 'oh, come ON now, you can't just stop there' look.

And then her eyes flick to Aziraphael's knees -- his trousers are black, and in perfect repair, if a little rumpled -- and she looks briefly astonished. It fades into confusion as she glances back up at Aziraphael.

And then, the confusion is gone, and she's starting to giggle.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

Aziraphael puts on a scowl, reaching out to gently tuck her hair behind her ear in order that he might tweak her nose.

"Hush, you."

[river_meimei]

River just laughs harder, going momentarily crosseyed when her nose is tweaked.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

Aziraphael hops off the rail lightly, briefly ruffling her hair.

"I shall have to work far harder on this ship; a Deputy Demo' at every turn and not an ally amongst you. If I hadn't been doing some good missioning of late I should be quite disheartened."

[river_meimei]

"Captain's a paragon of virtue," River informs him. "Jayne will help."

No, she's not even trying for a straight face.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

"I - er."

A faintly horrified look that he quickly attempts to hide.

"I suspect leaving Jayne on Crowley's side would do far more good to my own."

[river_meimei]

River was giggling. Now she's cracking up.

She saw the horrified look, yes.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

"I know, I know."

Faintly hopeless.

"I'm supposed to save everyone. And really, I'm quite willing to do my best to convert him, provided I can fob him off elsewhere when it comes to confession."

[river_meimei]

Ew, says River's face.

She likes Jayne a lot better these days. But no one likes the idea of hearing what he's thinking.

"He can talk to Vera. Special dispensation."

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

"...Gosh. You are a genius. Although I imagine there'd have to be some sort of ceremony - I'm not sure I'm altogether fond of the idea of ordaining a piece of weaponry."

[river_meimei]

River looks proud.

"Maybe it's parrots. Psittacida Amazona indulgens."

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

"Yes, dear."

Aziraphael's laughing now, his wings furling in close to his back and disappearing.

[river_meimei]

River, who was making a serious (if incomprehensible) suggestion, is a little confused by his laughter.

But she giggles too, because it's contagious.