Berthold squealed as River entered the room. She dropped her bag on the floor and crouched down, peering under the bed at the tentacled monster. "Will bring you food later," she said.

There was a disappointed sniffle, but River ignored it and crawled on to her bed, curling up and closing her eyes. Last night had been busy. Not much sleep. She smiled ( Read more... )

It was still early morning when River entered her room. She yawned and patted a tentacle that waved at her. The monster seemed to be in a good mood, so she assumed A.J. had fed him well.

Stopping for a moment by the window, she stared out, up at the sky. There was a cloud vaguely resembling a cow, and she smiled a little, then walked over to the bed ( Read more... )

River put the cardboard box on the floor and opened the lid. The rabbit inside it curled up nervously. It had taken some amount of persuasion to be allowed to bring it back to Fandom, but considering who it was a gift for it had been worth the trouble.

A tentacle reached out towards Bob Bunny. Then there was a squeal, and Berthold quickly withdrew, ( Read more... )

River lay on her bed, listening to Berthold finishing the last of his ice cream. Above her, hanging from the lamp, the vole skeleton rotated slowly.

She needed more information to make her plan a realistic project. She did not need her brother to know. Still, she should visit Serenity again soon, both to be happy and to watch and listen. The two ( Read more... )

River had the room to herself and Buffy wasn't returning anytime soon, so she decided to rearrange the furniture. Berthold objected to the idea, squealing and wiggling, so that she finally locked him in the bathroom. Pulling the beds to the middle of the room, she smiled up at the vole skeleton hanging from the lamp. She would now be able to lie in ( Read more... )

The door to River's wardrobe stood wide open. The hanger rail had proven a comfortable sleeping place for an owl during daytime, and so the clothes as well as the floor outside was covered with small white feathers.

A hanger rail wasn't strong enough to carry the weight of a human however, so River woke up from falling out of the wardrobe and on to ( Read more... )

Jane had left. Pippi had left. Ananda and Tributary - whose existance and sudden appearance had at first been quite disturbing - had left. As if that wasn't bad enough, people leaving reminded River that Jack would soon have to leave too. And Parker, although she had at least promised that River could come and visit.

This was definitely a day to ( Read more... )

Berthold was in a good mood. The past week and offered plenty of food and entertainment, both in the form of socks. Every time a sock had crawled by, he had kept still under Buffy's bed, then all of a sudden he had lashed out, a tentacle grabbing the unsuspecting item of clothing. To socks, he believed, he was the Big Scary Monster under the Bed, ( Read more... )

River sat on her bed, Berthold clutching one of her legs. It might have been because of the bowl of cereal she was munching on. Fandom food was so much better and most things served on Serenity. Still, it had been a good visit, and not too busy a weekend. Only Jayne had got shot.

[River is back! Open if you want.]

Buffy was still sleeping, so River quietly slipped out of bed and into her clothes, then picked up the bag she had packed the night before. Berthold reached out and poked her sleepily, and she gently patted the tentacle, hoping he'd go back to sleep.

She closed the door quietly behind her.

[Establishing only. I'll be away until Sunday evening and ( Read more... )