No power in the 'verse… (Part 6)
"We've reached Summer." Wash's voice came over the PA.
"I'd better go tell our passenger." Mal got to his feet, "Something about him just doesn't fit."
"I agree." Simon raised an eyebrow, "But River seems to like him."
"And that's a good thing?" Mal asked as he passed through the hatch.
The unmistakable sound of steel clashing against steel caught his attention, and brought him running to the cargo bay: River and Spike where in the middle of the room, sword fighting.
"What in the Gorram hell?" Mal yelled in surprise.
"Practice." River pirouetted, her sword coming round low, knocking Spike's from his hand, "Practice makes perfect."
To Be Continued…
