[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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[captainryan.livejournal.com]

"Well, that is the idea behind being able to turn invisible," he answers mildly, smirking at her.

[hell_in_highheels]

"Yes, it is. But remember, it's only a screen. They can still hear and smell you. And if you're moving, they'll see a ripple of distortion. It's not perfect invisibility."

She frowns a little, studying him. "I can work on that after we get the recorder working, if you like."

Her mind is already racing, thinking of all the different man portable cloaking devices she's heard of.

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

"It's better than nothing," he shrugs.

"And I'd like that, though there's no rush. I've operated for years without one; at most this will open up more mission opportunities."

Or save his skin in a tight spot, but who likes to admit they get into those?

He offers her another piece of rabbit.

[hell_in_highheels]

"Hmm, not exactly your most persuasive argument, love. But we'll see."

She takes it with a bit of a playful growl, nipping at his fingers.

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

"They'd also be missions where I'd be less likely to be caught- hey! You're worse than Damocles.

"Just for that, you don't get any more."

[hell_in_highheels]

"Fine," she flops back onto the blanket, stretching languidly in the sun, grinning mischievously.

"Two can play at that game, you know."

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

"That's completely-" Fair, actually. Damn.

"Not what I meant," Richard finishes lamely.

[hell_in_highheels]

She laughs, and the sound melts into a croon. Her scent ripples with affection for him.

"Awww, was only kidding." She holds out her hands to him, beckoning him back.

Love you, my mate.

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

He looks at her sidelong for a long moment. "I hear there are places with rules against cruel and unusual punishment."

Then he grabs a last mouthful of rabbit before setting it aside.

Love you, too, he says as he sprawls next to her.

[hell_in_highheels]

"My poor wolf," she teases, pulling him close for a tender, lingering kiss.

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

Several of them, in fact.

It's Damocles who finishes off the rabbit when he returns.