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[flybywash]

Wash steps out of Milliways into Serenity's front corridor, Faith close behind him, and slides the door shut with a firm click once they're through. After a slow count to five, he turns around and opens it again.

It no longer leads to the bar. Instead, Serenity's bridge splays in front of them, the full expanse of open space glittering through its broad windows. Like the rest of the ship, it isn't going to be winning any beauty contests any time soon -- but hey, it ain't how it looks, it's how it runs, right? So Wash just blithely ducks under the exposed wires swinging from the ceiling and leans over the controls, clearing aside a few plastic dinosaurs (and, inexplicably, one stuffed toy goose) to check the readouts.

Then he turns back to Faith and spreads an arm to indicate the windscreen, grinning. "Well. Welcome aboard, Faith."

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[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith doesn't notice the wiring, or the plastic dinosaurs, or the goose.

She's too busy staring at the full expanse of open space.

"...oh...wow..."

[flybywash]

Wash beams. Oh, yeah, he knows that look.

"Beautiful, ain't it?" he asks softly, and maybe with a touch of pride.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"...yeah. Yeah, it...wow. It's gorgeous, Wash."

[flybywash]

"I grew up on a planet that didn't exactly take to the whole terraforming thing, so by the time I was born, the atmo was just as bad as they say it was back on Earth-That-Was. Couldn't see a single one of those." He gestures toward the stars. "First time I went off-world and actually got a good look was on the transport to flight school."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith winces.

"That does it...I'm taking you and the others to Earth, like, as soon as possible." She grins, poking his ribs lightly. "Imagine what the stars'll be like there."

[flybywash]

"Oh, I have many many times, and I think it's not even gonna come close to what they're really like." Wash grins.

"So, you want a tour?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Sure."

Faith offers him her arm, grinning. "Lead the way, Oh Wise Pilot-Type."

[flybywash]

Wash makes a sweeping, overdramatic bow before linking arms with her and heading out of the bridge. It involves a little bit of creative manoeuvering in the narrow hallway, but it works.

"So here's the front hallway and all the bunks -- you just sorta push back on the ladder there and you can climb down." Kaylee's, with the Christmas lights and the brightly-coloured sign reading 'Kaylee's Room,' is the only one that has any outside indication of its occupant. "Aaand straight through right ahead is the kitchen, home to the finest hunks of barely-edible processed protein in the 'verse."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith stares at him, plainly horrified.

"...processed what?"

[flybywash]

"Protein. And now you know why I spend so much of my spare time lurking around seedy magical bars."

They step into the kitchen.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Ugh." Faith makes a face. "If I'd known that I would have brought real food instead of just bringing an insanely old and expensive bottle of alcohol."

She pats her shoulder bag, grinning at Wash. "Scotch. I believe in bribery."

[simon_doctor]

"Well, bribery goes well with smuggling, so..."

Simon steps out from behind the counter, with a mug of something steaming in his hand. He looks quite pleased to see Faith.

"I see Wash is giving you that tour we promised?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith looks quite pleased to see Simon too.

"Hey! Yeah, now that I've stopped gawping at the stars. How're you and River doing?"

[simon_doctor]

"River's a little under the weather." To Wash: "I think it's the same flu you had last month. ...But otherwise we're all right."

[flybywash]

Wash gives a small, sympathetic wince. "She want anything from back there?" he asks, hooking a thumb in the direction of the bridge. "The soup you got me helped a lot."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith winces too, and pulls something out of her bag, handing it to Simon. "For when she gets better?"

It's another hunk of the chocolate River liked last time.

[simon_doctor]

Simon takes the chocolate, and smiles. "Well, speaking as her doctor, I can say that this will definitely be good for her morale. She's, ah ... a little grumpy right now."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith smiles faintly.

"I'm sorry she's in bad spirits. I'd have liked to see her."

[righthandwoman.livejournal.com]

"Wash?" Zoe's glancing around as if looking for something when she enters the kitchen, and thus doesn't notice Faith immediately. "Have you seen--wŏ de mā hé tā de fēngkuáng de wàisheng dōu, where'd you come from?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith laughs.

"I don't know what you just said, Zoe, but I wanna learn...Wash brought me." She waggles her fingers in greeting, grinning. "Hi! Hope that's 'glad to see you' cussing."

[flybywash]

"More like 'what're you doing here' cussing, but...." He gives Zoe a small wave of his own and slips away from Faith to join her. "Hi, sweetheart. What're you looking for?"

[righthandwoman.livejournal.com]

"Hm? Oh, thought I left a book in here, but I don't see it."

She turns back to Faith, smiling. "Well. Welcome aboard, then."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Thank you." Faith is still smiling, too. "It's a nice ship, and the view is incredible."

[flybywash]

Ah, yes, definitely a girl after his own heart. "I'd offer to get you in a suit and go out on the hull if you really want a view, but that's kind of something that's not so much with the happening on short notice. Maybe on the next tour."

[simon_doctor]

Simon shudders at the suggestion, just a bit.

"...I should go check on River."