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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?"

Date: 2006-05-25 06:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillflyin.livejournal.com
Mal blinked. Stared at the screen.

"Repeat that last bit."

Date: 2006-05-25 06:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sevenvirtues.livejournal.com
Inara blinked.

"He has... has a red streak in his hair, and tattooes. Fire tattooes, he sounds like quite a rebel."

Date: 2006-05-25 06:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillflyin.livejournal.com
That's what he'd thought she said.

"Nĭ tāmāde tiānxià suŏyŏu de rén dōu gāisĭ !" He mumbled it, mostly.

"Boy's on the ship, Inara. He's Kaylee's new ài rén."

Date: 2006-05-25 06:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sevenvirtues.livejournal.com
Inara blinked.

"How..." It wasn't that it was impossible. Except her mind was convinced that it was.

It wasn't impossible, she told herself, pulling herself together. If the sister had only missed him that morning and he'd spent all night on the ship. It wasn't impossible.

"Well, I suppose we'd better get him back to his family, then," she said, with more calm than she felt. "Unless Kaylee's planning on taking him with her."

Date: 2006-05-25 06:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillflyin.livejournal.com
He sighed, squeezing his eyes shut. He felt a headache coming on.

"It's a mite bit more complicated than that, though boy didn't seem too upset 'bout the thought of stayin' with Kaylee when we leave. River seems to have taken a shine to him, too." Of course, if the girl was really Warren's sister, and thus from Earth that was....

"You'd best round the girl up an' bring her back to the ship. Tell her we've got her brother, safe and sound. Name's Warren, if she wants to be sure."

Date: 2006-05-25 06:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sevenvirtues.livejournal.com
"I... all right." Her contract was up as of thirty minutes from then anyway. Although she would have to make a hasty excuse. Perhaps a family emergency?

"Mal, what's going on?"

Date: 2006-05-25 06:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillflyin.livejournal.com
He sighed. "You wouldn't believe me if'n I told you at his point, Inara. But if she's...that there rip an' lab very well might be a lab on Earth-that-was. Seems they was messing with technology they ought not have been..." He shook his head. "Boy tells it a lot more convincingly than I do."

Date: 2006-05-25 06:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sevenvirtues.livejournal.com
Inara heard 'rip' and 'lab' and those words made sense, but then she heard 'Earth-that-was' and ...

"Mal, have you been drinking?"

Date: 2006-05-25 06:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillflyin.livejournal.com
"I wish I had been, but no. I told you you wouldn't believe me."

Date: 2006-05-25 06:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sevenvirtues.livejournal.com
She shook her head. "I'll get the girl and come back to the ship, and maybe then you'll be awake enough to make some kind of sense." She smiled a little, though, to take the sting out of her words.

It was impossible, wasn't it? Earth-that-was had been destroyed long ago. That's why it was Earth-that-was.

Date: 2006-05-25 06:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillflyin.livejournal.com
He snorted. "Maybe just let the boy an' girl explain it, 'cause I'm still fuzzy on the details myownself."

Date: 2006-05-25 07:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sevenvirtues.livejournal.com
"All right..." She hoped they could. She wasn't sure, the girl had sounded awfully young.

"See you in an hour or so."

Date: 2006-05-25 08:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillflyin.livejournal.com
Mal sighed and signed off and tried to figure out just how he was supposed to break this to Kaylee.

continued here. (http://xiaomeimei.livejournal.com/5983.html?mode=reply)

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