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Post by Hollywood Heidi on May 29, 2012 20:49:40 GMT -8
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Post by Medieval Kevin on Jul 12, 2013 17:18:58 GMT -8
Mal
**Enters from Corridor**
Reaching the bottom of the ladder Mal turned and surveyed the room. In his sleep deprived state it popped into his head that it would be just his luck to find his "darling" Saffron pointing a gun at his face. "No more surprises?" he thought to himself. Good. He placed his mug on his desk and took a seat on the edge of his bed while undoing the buttons of his shirt. He decided to check in on the crew first thing in the morning as he pushed them to the back of his mind, all but one left his thoughts...
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Post by Medieval Kevin on Sept 5, 2013 12:39:24 GMT -8
Mal
Malcolm watched as Inara slipped the eloquent satchel over her shoulder bearing the last of her things. The shuttle was empty save for the crew who had come to see her off. A stark contrast to the once warm and inviting decor and aromas that had dominated the intimate space that was her home... was being the key word. A thousand things raced through his mind but he would have better luck catching the light from the setting sun in his clenched fist. That fact only served to make him even more frustrated and when he opened his mouth all that came out was:
"It's getting late, best be off. You must have plenty business to attend to"
What the hell was wrong with him? Whose words were those coming from his mouth? It felt so wrong... Just like that the crew disappeared leaving them alone. Her expression turned cold. She lashed out at him for his snide comment, berating him for always tearing her down. His eyes narrowed and before he could cry foul, there was a wall suddenly between them about waist high. Had they been walking? No... then it began to grow, quickly obscuring her from his sight. It stood tall but there was a door. Drawing his gun he took a look about suspiciously.
"Inara?"
With a swift kick to the knob he barreled through the opening to face a swirling mass of darkness that enveloped him as--- The captain hit the floor and his eyes burned as the room came into focus. His bunk... A dream, but he didn't remember falling asleep... Mal stood up and took stock of his surroundings. His gun in the belt was over the chair. His shirt the only article of his clothing removed and it lay at the foot of the bed. He ran his hands through his hair and walked to the sink. Splashing some water in his face he let the expression in the mirror calm itself. Inara... He needed to say something. Much better than his dream counterpart he knew, but anything was better than the nothing from the night before. Grabbing his shirt and throwing it over his shoulders he slipped his arms in and started up the ladder to leave. Kaylee first Mal thought as he still had a knot in his stomach. Something he got quite often though he would never admit it.
"Zhènzuò qǐlái, nǐ yǎ pìgu"
**Mal exits to the Corridor (Fore Passage)**
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Dec 16, 2017 15:14:41 GMT -8
The day Niska's men then the Hands of Blue had attacked finishes out, luckily without any further fanfare.
It is now mid day of the following day.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jul 15, 2018 10:16:20 GMT -8
Travel time from New Melbourne to Newhall passes.
The ship is nearing the vicinity of Newhall.
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Post by Lady Lee-o on Jul 15, 2018 10:56:42 GMT -8
"Hey guys, we got a distress called coming in."
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Sept 9, 2018 18:46:12 GMT -8
Travel time of Serenity to Shadowheart passes.
Serenity has reached the disabled Shadowheart ship to assist with repairs and an injury.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 24, 2019 14:18:04 GMT -8
About a half hour passes.
During that time, Dex Wilde returned on the Shadowheart away shuttle to reconnect with his crewmates aboard the Serenity and Mal calls for everyone to collect in the Dining Area for a meeting with Dex volunteering to collect Wendy and River for the meeting.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jan 16, 2022 12:40:04 GMT -8
(Via ship-wide comms)
The speakers momentarily crackled to life with Inara's usual serenely toned voice following. "Kaylee, I could use your assistance in the Common Area, please."
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