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solarbaby614) wrote2008-12-22 12:37 am
solarbaby614) wrote2008-12-22 12:37 am
Casey in 50: Found (Beyond Wonderland)
Title: Found: Beyond Wonderland (4/50)
Author: Solarbaby
Rating: T
Disclaimer: All I own is the plot.
Words: 373
Summary: They found him in a bar
Notes: This set during my fic, Beyond Wonderland.
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“How ‘bout I buy you a drink.”
Casey laughed slightly as he turned to the man next to him. “No offense, but you’re not my type.”
The man laughed as well, leaning against bar.
“How you been, Mal?” The tiger master look former soldier. He took a sip of his drink and barely stopped a grimace at how warm it had gotten.
“Surviving,” Mal replied. “What about you?”
Casey shrugged. “Been worse.” He motioned to the bartender for another drink. “So what brings you to this back water rock, Sergeant?”
“Captain,” Mal corrected. “Got a ship now. And I’m probably doing the same thing as you.”
“Trying to drink yourself unconscious as well?” He offered.
Mal took a drink for the bartender before turning back to the man he had found. “They do say you shouldn’t drink alone. Gon Beh.” He had half the beverage gone before he even put the bottle down. “You’re a hard man to find, Casey.”
A laugh came from the tiger. “Only if you don’t know where to look.” He shook his head in amusement. “Really, Mal. What are you doing here?”
“I’m looking for a pilot, Lieutenant.”
Casey froze then sat his drink down and got up. “Best of luck with that.”
“Wait.” Mal reached out and grabbed his arm. “Why not?”
Casey shrugged. “I’m not a pilot.”
A snort escaped the captain. “That is a lie. You can fly better than most pilots I’ve ever met.”
Frowning, Casey shook his head but sat back down in his seat. He fiddled with the now empty glass.
“Come on, Casey. What else do you have to do? Drink?” Mal got a glare in response.
“Do not underestimate the power of being drunk. It’s a great experience.” He looked vaguely thoughtful for a moment. “If you can remember it.”
“Casey…”
“I’ll do it.”
“You will… you will?”
“Sure.” The tiger master tossed Mal a smile that was all teeth and no substance. “This place was getting kinda boring anyways.”
Mal grinned at Casey, clapping him on the shoulder. “So… this place was actually interesting?”
“No,” He glanced back down at his now empty glass almost sorrowfully. “But this drink was.”
Casey ignored the worried look that Mal sent him.
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