Malcolm Beauregard Reynolds (
badinlatin) wrote2005-09-15 12:20 pm
Mal-Simon-Ma Reynolds from Lavinia
Mal and Simon have business to attend to. Business he's put off for a bit too long, but that can't be helped now.
Mal walks to Crowley's comm station and dials to the Reynolds ranch.
"What's been takin' you so gorram long, Malcolm?"
"Aren't you in a good mood today, Ma." Mal can't help smiling.
"I was supposed to be meetin' your buyer today, weren't I? Where is he?"
"Right here, Ma." Mal gestures for someone to come into view of the vidfeed.

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Simon nods formally.
He has the grace to look a little embarrassed.
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What follows, more in Chinese than in English, sounds more like an angry schoolteacher punishing a student for throwing spitballs
of the future!
than a mother talking to a son.
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"Simon posed as a buyer so that it looked like it got sold. As that buyer will most definitely be not on Shadow, bank won't have no way o' takin' the land out from under you."
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"[Thank you from the bottom of my heart], Simon. Ever you or yours need shelter here, you are a welcome sight."
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Mal, attempting to stifle a yawn, says good-night to Ma and flicks off the comm after a promise to call back in the morning.
Turning to Simon, Mal repeats. "Xie-xie ni. For helpin' me and mine."
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"Maybe. If I like you that day."