Prideview NYC

Who: Malcolm Reynolds and Zoe Washbourne
What: Drinking and bonding
Where: Corner bar
When: Backdated to yesterday
Rating: Pg-13ish?
Warnings: None at the moment
Status: In Progress

Mal was completely shocked by Simon's slip that Zoe was having twins. He could understand why Simon knew; after all, he was Zoe's doctor and if he didn't know that she was having twins, well, Mal just wouldn't have much faith in his doctoring abilities. What he couldn't wrap his brain around was why his second-in-command hadn't told him about that. Twins. Two babies instead of just one; it was completely mind-boggling for the captain and he couldn't even begin to imagine how Zoe felt about it.

He licked his lips and headed down to the lobby, ready to meet Zoe for drinks. Well, he'd be doing all the drinking, if he had anything to say about it. He was fairly sure that his second-in-command was smart enough to know better than to drink alcohol while pregnant, but he was her captain and she was under his protection, so he was, well, protective.

He smiled as he spotted Zoe and headed over to her, nodding. "Zoe."

WHO: Mitchell and Lauren.
WHERE: Outside some pub.
WHEN: Last night.
RATING: TBD.
STATUS: Started.

Well, life had certainly decided to send him a message. The message being "Screw you!" He hadn't expected Lauren, of all people, to show up. In fact, the only person he wanted to see less than her right now was Herrick...the bastard. He hadn't really wanted to stay in the flat. George and Annie meant well, but he knew they'd want answers, or at least George would, that he wasn't really ready to give yet.

He'd gone for a walk, ending up at a pub a block or twelve from the apartment building. He'd had a drink and was now standing outside, smoking and avoiding going back. He didn't want to see his flatmates right now, and he didn't want to run into Lauren in the apartments. Of course, life really did seem to hate him today, and he bit back a curse as he spotted her walking down the street.