[oom] April Fool's Day

[hell_in_highheels]

Oh, River is not a morning person, but this prank requires some dedication and preparation.  She has her sonic screwdriver set to wake her an hour before the alarm, and she'd packed the blanket and the picnic basket the afternoon before while he was out running.

The matter of the prank itself is a simple few moments with the screwdriver on the red setting.  Quick.  Harmless.  And best of all, reversible. 

She still expects to get a bit of a hiding for it, but he did throw down the gauntlet.  Her cheeks ache from grinning at the very thought of the look on his face when he figures out just what she'd done.

Prank accomplished, she slips into her boots and shushes Damocles, swearing him to silence.  Rather, bribing him with future promises of bacon.  She leaves the note on the pillow and catches herself just before she kisses him on the cheek.  If he wakes, the surprise will be ruined before she can make her escape. 

Dear Richard~

Have been kidnapped by rabbits.  They said something about their pelts being used for "unseemly" purposes. Their leader says, if you ever want to see me again, come alone.

(crudely drawn map of the lake side and the meadow with an X)

Love,
~River

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[hell_in_highheels]

"Well I wouldn't worry, love. It sounds like a palace compared to some of the dig sites I've had to camp at," she bumps his shoulder gently.

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

"Mm, I know that feeling." He headtilts a bit.

"That...privacy screen, was it? Must have been useful if you'd no quarters of your own."

[hell_in_highheels]

She pulls the palm-sized disc out of her pocket and hands it to him. Black and sleek, with an indentation for her thumb, it looks like a paper weight.

"It can be handy for all kinds of reasons." She waggles her eyebrows at him. "I should alter it to put off a rabbit repelling field. On the off chance that you grant me a rain check."

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

"That may take some doing. They're no ordinary rabbits."

Richard headtilts sharply, an idea having occurred to him. "Is it on now?"

[hell_in_highheels]

She gives him a little perplexed look and shakes her head.

"Press that little button, and you'll see it expand in a sphere around you. Release the button when it's the size you want. It only covers about a three meter radius."

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

Richard hits the button, staring as first his hand disappears followed by his arm as the field expands. It's only when it reaches his head that everything reappears.

"That was strange," he comments, releasing the button once it envelops both of them. "How long can it last?"

[hell_in_highheels]

"That one lasts about 20 cycles. About an earth day. It's much more effective when you're standing still. If you use it while you're in motion, there's a distortion echo that follows you. Like the wake of a boat."

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

"Even so, that's incredibly useful." He hits the button again, assuming that will turn the device off. "I think I'd like to add one to my combat gear. Did you make this?"

The path narrows a bit ahead and Richard steps out in front to make sure its clear. He doesn't let go of her hand, though.

[hell_in_highheels]

His assumption is correct and the field collapses. "No, but I'm sure we can ask Ray to duplicate it. Or Bar, for that matter."

She lets the idea of him in combat skip off her thoughts like a meteor off the atmosphere. Not even going there today. Just going to focus on the feel of his hand in hers.

The woods are a wonderfully serene place compared to the frenetic pace of the bar. River squeezes his hand, letting him know that she wants to pause for a moment.

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

"Hm?" Richard stops and turns to face her, head tilted curiously.

Damocles has been bouncing all through the ferns, but he starts bouncing his way back over to them once he sees they've stopped.

[hell_in_highheels]

It's still a beautiful setting even with the sound of Dam's feet in the foliage. She just wants a moment and then they can continue.

"Let's try again," she whispers, stepping in close to him. "Good morning, love."

She stands on her tip toes and very lightly nuzzles his chin, asking for a kiss.

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

The morning would have gone much better if it had simply started like this.

"Good morning." He lowers his head until he can reach her mouth, kissing her gently.

[hell_in_highheels]

She closes her eyes, leans into him, her hand resting on his chest. Just a soft, open-mouthed kiss, a delicate kiss that lingers for a long moment.




And then the moment is done and she pulls back, her eyes shining. "That's all. Thank you."

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

"Glad to be of service, ma'am."

What's going on?

Nothing, Dam. We're going. Richard pulls River back up to his side. "Everything all right?"

[hell_in_highheels]

She nods, smiling, wrapping her arm around his waist and leaning into him. "Just wanted to kiss you, that's all."

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

"Just thought I'd ask." He's not telepathic, after all.

"The day's looking up, I think." Maybe they can even spend most of it out here and he won't have to deal with the costume change hardly at all.

That he'd be spending that time with River is just an extra bonus.

[hell_in_highheels]

This is a new thing for her, having him all to herself, out and away from the bar or their rooms.

And here, in these woods, with the full moon more that a week away, things are falling into place for her. She's beginning to realise, it isn't the wolf she needs to get to know. The wolf is simple and straightforward.

It's the man she barely knows at all. She's only had tantalising glimpses. His reaction this morning brought that home to her. Just when she thought she couldn't want him more, she looks again and her heart expands another size.

"I do believe it is." She smiles up at him.

"How much farther do you think?"

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

He answers her smile, not quite sure what that thread of scent was all about but content just the same. "It's a bit of a trek, yet." He shifts the rabbit satchel on his back, trying to think of a way to pass the time.

"How well do you know forests like these? I could point out edible plants and things of that nature to keep things interesting." He arches an eyebrow, bumping her. "Or we can hike in comfortable silence."

[hell_in_highheels]

River gives him a sly smirk. "I would love to hear about the forest. Oooooor I could tell you that project I've had spread out over my desk for the past three weeks. The one that Ray's helping me with?"

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

He makes a bit of a face.

"Am I going to understand any of it?"

[hell_in_highheels]

"Why wouldn't you? It's not quantum physics. Well, yet. Regardless, Ray needs to take some readings, because your 'state', as Deitmar so delicately put it, is interfering with -- the surprise I've been working on."

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

He sniffs at her, intrigued.

"What sort of surprise?"

Which is a roundabout way of saying 'yes, tell him more'.

[hell_in_highheels]

"Well, you remember what I told you about the data recorder in my screwdriver. The one that recorded my neural signature, long enough for me to be uploaded into CAL?"

She waits for the light of recognition in his eyes.

"Well, I'm trying to build one for you. For when you go out of bar."

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

"For when I- oh. Oh." He doesn't know what to think. On the one hand, she's taking steps to make sure he can come back to her.

On the other, she's assuming it'll be needed. He chides himself almost immediately for thinking the latter. He'd be foolish for thinking he's invulnerable. He should know damn well that he can die, and easily. Was the first time not enough of a lesson for him?

"Thank you," he says humbly.

[hell_in_highheels]

She leans against him in a gentle bump, interlacing her fingers through his. "It's not that I doubt your abilities as a soldier. It's just, well, frankly the whole 'fading after three days' thing -- it's just not on. I won't have it. There will be no fading, not if I have anything to say about it."

She's not even thinking about the dying, although the device covers that possibility as well. That's one thought she refuses to entertain for a moment.