Malcolm Beauregard Reynolds (
badinlatin) wrote2005-10-25 11:26 pm
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Mal-Kaylee, pre-Mal-Wash.
Mal is sitting on the walkway grating that connects the two main stairwells at the front end of the cargo bay, legs dangling, an empty cup to one's side.
He looks...occupied, so don't spook him.
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"Now all I need to do is figure out how to get straight again."
Mal doesn't specify with Wash, probably because he hasn't gotten himself straight yet.
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"Keep flyin'."
It's Mal's answer for everything else.
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"'S all I wanted to do in the first place."
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Kaylee's hand goes to Mal's cup. It's empty. She makes a face at it.
"We trust you. Ain't no reason in the 'verse why you can't do the same."
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"I want Wash to stay."
The words sound sturdy enough, true enough, but coming out of Mal's mouth they seem almost out of place. But he means them, oh aye.
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Then:
"...I didn't think that was ever somethin' under debate."
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Cf. crying alone in the engine room.
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"Not sure I know how to do this part, Kaylee."
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Mal had to find something to believe in; Kaylee has never not believed in Mal.
"Just...maybe give it a little time, first. Let him get settled back in."
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It's the best Mal's got at the moment.
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Or alternatively, Mal will cling to that notion itself. It's gonna be fine.
He needs it to be.
Both legs swing over the edge.