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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 06:45 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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