RL- River and Sam are on a quest to find the Mister Master

[out_of_my_time]

Sam gritted his teeth as he drove down the narrow streets of 1973 Manchester, his eyes peeled at every turn for a brick building with a large camper van out front.  The problem with that, of course, was that most of the buildings in 1973 Manchester were made of brick, as were the roads, and Sam had no idea where this camper van might be.  However,

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[biverbam]

She blinked at him, hair even worse than it had been when she woke up from the cryo box in Serenity's cargo bay.

"Will keep my head," River grinned at him, at his worry that curled in his neck like Simon's did when she went hiding. "One second."

Sinking back into the seat, she got very quiet, let the grin sink back into her cheeks, and closed her eyes as her mind reached out to the small and fuzzy they searched for. Eyes still closed, she lifted her cuffed hand and pointed to a street just ahead and to the right.

"That way. Turn and will get closer."

Then she promptly stuck her head right back out the window and called out for him, "Saaaaxooooon," in small and girlish voice that still seemed to carry well enough through the brick-lined streets. Echolocation was not designated to her taxonomy, but its principles were easy to mimic without other tracking methods readily available.

[doyouhearthem]

At the next light, turn to your left.

The Master sat in the pilot's chair with his limbs tucked tightly underneath him. His eyes were closed, tail twitching, as he followed Sam and River's movements in his mind. She was feeling for him in the dark, but he was doing his best to give her an accurate map.

He meowed loudly in response, even if she couldn't hear him.

[out_of_my_time]

River's grin was the grin of any young girl absolutely positive that nothing bad could ever happen to them, not really, and had Sam been rather less stressed, he might have smiled in return. As it was, though, the tightening around his mouth only relaxed somewhat

[biverbam]

Head out the window and hair flipping and floating behind and around her as it was, she saw the mother bring her girl inside and felt a pang that smelled like the little garden she'd buried the frozen flowers in back on Osiris.

Still, though, she called out with voice and mind to locate him. Then, oh, all pangs and smells of past aside, River smiled brightly when she saw the camper. The mouse is larger and has successfully located the hunter of drums, she thought cheerily as she pulled herself back inside the car

[doyouhearthem]

The Master did bound, off the chair and down to the door, when he heard the car come to a stop. He knew it was them, and by this point was frantic to get out. He pawed at the door and meowed loudly.

Quit squabbling and get me out of here!