[Santo - Serenity]

[walk_ins]

[ master post]

This is where the magic happens.

Most people will come in through Milliways and exit out the cargo bay to go have some fun. But some might need to take detours. And of course, some people live here.

Some people work here, too -- especially if they're working on repairs.

Comments

[river_meimei]

There's someone perched on a box in the cargo bay: a young woman, tangle-haired, dressed in floating layers of white and pink. Her legs are tucked tidily under her, and she glances at Shepard with some interest.

[river_meimei]

"In the optical matrix," River agrees amicably.

Beat.

"Maybe."

[river_meimei]

"I can see you," River says patiently, as if this is an explanation, and strokes an absent finger over the edge of the crate.

It's metal. No splinters.

[river_meimei]

River stares at her in some bemusement.

Apparently it wasn't.

[river_meimei]

A moment passes, too long for strict politeness, and then she remembers to say, "River."

[river_meimei]

River's smile sparks in response, automatic and a little hesitant -- but you can't not smile back, not if you're River and not when someone's face has just transformed like that.

"Not a preacher."

Beat.

"Colene. Okay."

[river_meimei]

"Got the flock."

River's voice is softer, for a moment, and her gaze isn't quite on Shepard's face. That last is not uncommon with River, though.

[river_meimei]

"Mal."

Beat.

"It's in the memory."

River hasn't looked up yet, and her voice is still quiet.