May. 25th, 2006

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Mal had been asleep when Inara called, which he thought was just a touch unfair of her to call so early in the morning. He'd been having a good dream, too. Something about a willing woman with dark hair and a handy touch with water and sponge. Come to think of it...

Nah. Mal weren't the type to look at his dreams none too close, anyway.

He dragged himself out of bed and over to the screen, keying it on while scrubbing his eyes and trying to pull himself together enough for something like civilised conversation.

"Bit early for a social call, isn't it?"

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