DS-RP: Business on Dyton
Once his crew had their jobs for this trip and headed off, Mal took the time to collect all the cash he had saved, and then picked up a couple of trinkets he had been saving for trade. He packed them up, pulled on his leather jacket and headed off Serenity.
It's several hours later when he finally returns to the docks with some cargo. He's happy to see Serenity's still in one piece, and he lovingly caresses her hull before walking up the ramp and dumping his purchases into the bay.
This is where he is, happily unpacking stuff, like replacement parts for Kaylee (his wedding gift to her), and some more medical supplies for Simon (ditto wedding gift).
...And if anyone mentions the gold wedding band on soft glint of light from his left hand? He'll ignore them.
Comments
River had been sitting on the floor talking to a man in a brown coat. When Mal arrives, she jumps up, leaving her companion without comment.
She helps him unpack things, smiling gently as she lets her left hand brush against his for a moment. Casual contact to any witness, but for that instant the rings are beside each other.
He didn't even notice them when he walked in, but then again, River always knew how to hide in plain sight. He smiles back at her as she helps, not saying anything, or needing to say anything.
Finally, he points to a box. "That one's yours," he says softly.
Just the excuse she needs to throw her arms around Mal's shoulders and kiss him... She's not used to it being allowed yet... "Do I get to open it now, or wait?"
"Whenever you'd like, baobei," he says, arms going around her. He kisses her once again for good measure.
She pulls away reluctantly after a moment, but her eyes are shining and she's eager to get into that box. It must be her hammock, the one he promised to get her at the next stop.
So she pulls the top off of the box and peeks inside. "Oh." she swallows as she pulls out the dress "Mal its..." not a hammock, its better... "so beautiful", but where's she supposed to wear something like this?
Mal reachs outto cup her face. He presses a kiss to her lips and says softly, "Takin' y'out proper tonight. Wanted you to have something nice to wear."
"Shoes look good for Dancin'..." Not a single sun in the 'verse holds as much warmth and happiness as River does at this moment.
"Easy enough." she whispers "I'll help."
"Bet you will, lover. Bet you will..." he whispers back.
It's several hours later when he finally returns to the docks with some cargo. He's happy to see Serenity's still in one piece, and he lovingly caresses her hull before walking up the ramp and dumping his purchases into the bay.
This is where he is, happily unpacking stuff, like replacement parts for Kaylee (his wedding gift to her), and some more medical supplies for Simon (ditto wedding gift).
...And if anyone mentions the gold wedding band on soft glint of light from his left hand? He'll ignore them.
Comments
River had been sitting on the floor talking to a man in a brown coat. When Mal arrives, she jumps up, leaving her companion without comment.
She helps him unpack things, smiling gently as she lets her left hand brush against his for a moment. Casual contact to any witness, but for that instant the rings are beside each other.
He didn't even notice them when he walked in, but then again, River always knew how to hide in plain sight. He smiles back at her as she helps, not saying anything, or needing to say anything.
Finally, he points to a box. "That one's yours," he says softly.
Just the excuse she needs to throw her arms around Mal's shoulders and kiss him... She's not used to it being allowed yet... "Do I get to open it now, or wait?"
"Whenever you'd like, baobei," he says, arms going around her. He kisses her once again for good measure.
She pulls away reluctantly after a moment, but her eyes are shining and she's eager to get into that box. It must be her hammock, the one he promised to get her at the next stop.
So she pulls the top off of the box and peeks inside. "Oh." she swallows as she pulls out the dress "Mal its..." not a hammock, its better... "so beautiful", but where's she supposed to wear something like this?
Mal reachs outto cup her face. He presses a kiss to her lips and says softly, "Takin' y'out proper tonight. Wanted you to have something nice to wear."
"Shoes look good for Dancin'..." Not a single sun in the 'verse holds as much warmth and happiness as River does at this moment.
"Easy enough." she whispers "I'll help."
"Bet you will, lover. Bet you will..." he whispers back.