BACKDATED: <3
Who: Barney and Red
What: Bonding
When: BACKDATED 14th/15th -- after the dance
Where: Barney'
Rating: A for Adorably-tipsy
"No, no! The best part was when he started runnin' after the shuttle buck. Naked."
Funny, how much a few drinks could make you smile and laugh at everything if you were in good company. Barney was certainly that company.
Chip the cabbie hadn't let them down, taking them back to the hotel for -- well honestly Red wasn't sure why. She forgot she'd moved into the apartments and seemed content with that (lack of) knowledge. The road trip certainly didn't stop her from recounting the epic tale of twice-fooled Malcolm Reynolds (garbage dumps excluded, of course.) It was a story she knew Barney must have been dying to know.
An odd, pinkish glow brightened her cheeks as she laughed, occasionally clapping her hands together. "And he's yellin' and callin' me a Devil-woman and the like...oh the poor darling." The more she laughed, the more a strange accent came about. It wasn't Southern, exactly -- sounding more like a strange turn of the way she phrased things, going back to her Rim-world roots where 'i n g' turned into 'i n apostrophe '. Her laughter faded into a pleasant, bright little smile while Red watched the dim headlights illuminate their road.
What: Bonding
When: BACKDATED 14th/15th -- after the dance
Where: Barney'
Rating: A for Adorably-tipsy
"No, no! The best part was when he started runnin' after the shuttle buck. Naked."
Funny, how much a few drinks could make you smile and laugh at everything if you were in good company. Barney was certainly that company.
Chip the cabbie hadn't let them down, taking them back to the hotel for -- well honestly Red wasn't sure why. She forgot she'd moved into the apartments and seemed content with that (lack of) knowledge. The road trip certainly didn't stop her from recounting the epic tale of twice-fooled Malcolm Reynolds (garbage dumps excluded, of course.) It was a story she knew Barney must have been dying to know.
An odd, pinkish glow brightened her cheeks as she laughed, occasionally clapping her hands together. "And he's yellin' and callin' me a Devil-woman and the like...oh the poor darling." The more she laughed, the more a strange accent came about. It wasn't Southern, exactly -- sounding more like a strange turn of the way she phrased things, going back to her Rim-world roots where 'i n g' turned into 'i n apostrophe '. Her laughter faded into a pleasant, bright little smile while Red watched the dim headlights illuminate their road.