http://got-a-number.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] got-a-number.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-08-24 11:49 am

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Jordan is not rested. Yesterday, she found out she was supposed to be dead, that her dream vacation was a death sentence. Added to the strange grandeur of Milliways, and very intriguiging subliminal things she saw in that video, she is pretty strung out. She tries Lincoln's door, but he's not in. She goes downstairs and tries to request toast and cottage cheese. The bar, as ever, is accomodating. At least something seems certain, though she is wary to trust it just yet.

Mmm, breakfast.
flybywash: (Default)

[personal profile] flybywash 2005-08-25 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
-- whoa.

Wash's eyebrows go up in frank surprise. Quickly, he gets to work worming his way through the other Milliways patrons until he reaches Lincoln.

"Hey, you okay?"

[identity profile] renevatio.livejournal.com 2005-08-25 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Jordan's in the bathroom getting changed," he gushes, a truly ridiculous grin on his face.
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[personal profile] flybywash 2005-08-25 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Ohhhh.

"She's who what getting changed into what now?"

[identity profile] renevatio.livejournal.com 2005-08-25 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"What? Oh. Clothes. Not a turtle or anything."

He leans close to Wash. "Listen, she kissed me!" Lincoln points to his cheek. "I didn't tell her about sex or anything! She just did it! It wasn't creepy or slimy or anything! Isn't that great?"
flybywash: (*snerk*)

[personal profile] flybywash 2005-08-25 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
This strikes Wash as a lot funnier than it should be. He admirably manages to hold back an outright laugh, though.

"Congratulations," he says instead, grinning. "I'd call that a step in good and right-making directions."

[identity profile] renevatio.livejournal.com 2005-08-25 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Lincoln had just been about to say something to Wash, and it's probably good that Wash was spared whatever was about to come out of his mouth. When he notices Jordan, he stands up too quickly, though this time there's no falling over.

"Jordan! This is Wash, the -- well, one of the guys I was telling you about. Wash, Jordan Two-Delta. I told you about her."

Understatement of the year, Six-Echo.
flybywash: (confident smile)

[personal profile] flybywash 2005-08-25 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
Wash grins and offers a hand to Jordan.

"Gāoxìng jìandào nĭ, Jordan," he says. "Yeah, you with the reputation preceding, I was wondering when I'd get to see what Lincoln was talking about."

And he can certainly see why Lincoln talks about her so much.

Hey: married, not dead.
flybywash: (mandarin -- pilot)

[personal profile] flybywash 2005-08-25 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Mandarin Chinese. Everyone speaks it where I'm from," he explains, giving her hand a firm shake. With a good-natured eye roll, "Nobody does here. I keep threatening to corral everyone and give lessons, but then I get distracted. It's a fault."

[identity profile] renevatio.livejournal.com 2005-08-25 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
!!!

That's pretty much what's on Lincoln's face as Jordan lands on him. He reels back into his seat and, of their own accord, his arms wrap around her waist to stabilize her.

He peers around her shoulder at Wash, eyes approximately the size of motorcycle tires. He doesn't even have the presence of mind to point out she's not usually like this. (Then again, is he complaining? Not at the moment, anyway.)
flybywash: (*snerk*)

[personal profile] flybywash 2005-08-25 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
And Wash is Not Smirking At All. Nope.

"So, Jordan!" he continues brightly, as if this is nothing out of the ordinary (which it isn't) and Lincoln doesn't have the 'ohgodhelpme' look of a virginal thirteen-year-old on his first date (which he...okay, that's still up for debate). "How long've you two known each other?"

[identity profile] renevatio.livejournal.com 2005-08-25 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Lincoln looks like he's about to die. Whether from embarrassment or ecstasy, it's your call. "She thinks that just because I let her beat me in the ring sometimes, she can tell me what's what."

He shakes his head, trying to correct her mussing it up. Well, if she's going to take liberties, so will he. Lincoln pokes her in the side.

[identity profile] renevatio.livejournal.com 2005-08-25 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Lincoln feigns indignation. "I'm smart enough not to let people know I'm ticklish."

Merciless assault. Oh yes, Lincoln is a ruthless tickler. You learn something new every day.
flybywash: (cargo bay with zoe)

[personal profile] flybywash 2005-08-25 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
"And hey, it was picking on a girl who can kick my butt that got me married," Wash points out, still smirking.

They're so adorable. Really. Even if they're disturbingly clueless.

[identity profile] renevatio.livejournal.com 2005-08-25 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
Lincoln frowns. "Married? What's--ow!"

Oops. Looks like someone got ribbed by a thrashing limb. Not that it hurt. "Right! That's it! That's the last time I soften up the lunch lady before you want bacon!"
flybywash: (perfectly innocent)

[personal profile] flybywash 2005-08-25 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Wash holds up both hands. "Of course not. I would never accuse somebody I met five minutes ago of hoarding pig products."

Beat.

"Well, okay, I would, but not you."

[identity profile] renevatio.livejournal.com 2005-08-25 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Pig? What's a pig?"