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Night before my aerospace engineering final, and I can't sleep. Fortunately, finding crazy things for River to say about Serenity also depends a lot on knowing thermodynamics, propulsion, and fluid dynamics. :) So anyway, y'all get an unbetaed drabble. Hope you like.
Fandom: Firefly.
Title: First Law.
Word Count: 125.
Spoilers: Oblique, for Serenity.
Pairings/Characters: Mal/River, River/Mal. Eeeeexcellent.
Summary: River's less crazy than she seems, and Mal pretends he doesn't know what he's doing.
Author's Note: Yup, I really am this corny. Go thermo! Please let me not totally blow my okay grade! *too exhausted to panic* And enjoy. Leave really critical comments if you like; college has drained me out of my daily writing habits and I want to make sure I don't lose my chops. If there ever were any. :P
She smiled, her eyes warm. "Exchanges of heat and work are energy transfers across a system boundary."
Mal frowned. "Bâobéi, are you here?"
"More than you are, lîng duì. Don't make faces."
"River -" he began with his typical husk, but she arched up to kiss him and stole the words from his mouth. Mal was used to hearing the swarm in his brain, but this time everything was clear reality: he felt her ratty hair tickle his chin, her small hands grab the back of his head, and her body curl into his lap. Her tongue was at once shocking and comfortable in his mouth.
Mal hoped like hell she wasn't doing this out of gratitude for the Miranda transmission.
River knew she wasn't.
Fandom: Firefly.
Title: First Law.
Word Count: 125.
Spoilers: Oblique, for Serenity.
Pairings/Characters: Mal/River, River/Mal. Eeeeexcellent.
Summary: River's less crazy than she seems, and Mal pretends he doesn't know what he's doing.
Author's Note: Yup, I really am this corny. Go thermo! Please let me not totally blow my okay grade! *too exhausted to panic* And enjoy. Leave really critical comments if you like; college has drained me out of my daily writing habits and I want to make sure I don't lose my chops. If there ever were any. :P
She smiled, her eyes warm. "Exchanges of heat and work are energy transfers across a system boundary."
Mal frowned. "Bâobéi, are you here?"
"More than you are, lîng duì. Don't make faces."
"River -" he began with his typical husk, but she arched up to kiss him and stole the words from his mouth. Mal was used to hearing the swarm in his brain, but this time everything was clear reality: he felt her ratty hair tickle his chin, her small hands grab the back of his head, and her body curl into his lap. Her tongue was at once shocking and comfortable in his mouth.
Mal hoped like hell she wasn't doing this out of gratitude for the Miranda transmission.
River knew she wasn't.