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[bad_in_latin]

[ The video is blurry at first before eventually focusing in on a gentleman in suspenders and what can only be described as some kind of cowboy coat. Leather duster? Whatever. Despite the apparent old-fashioned getup, Mal looks relieved when he gets the comm to work. Feels relieved, in fact. ]

… Well. Least the comm tech’s familiar. Can’t say as I tend to send many messages out all public-like, but this seems t’be a special occasion.

[ And he is desperately grateful for that familiarity. He adjusts his suspenders a moment before putting on a neutral smile. ]

Evenin’. The name’s Malcolm Reynolds. Uh - Firefly captain. And since that likely don’t ring no bells, that’d be my spaceship. I’m guessin’ that ain’t something anyone’s seen hair nor hide of here, but I’d surely appreciate anyone who might have a thought to it. Don’t hardly seem fair for this so-called righteous governin’ force to go takin’ our property. Anyone else get stuck with that particular hand? Or any chance of there bein’ a chance it’s been stowed away somewhere hard t’find?

Because I surely get tetchy all land bound an’ all. Don’t hardly do me no favors to keep me out of the sky.

[ All neutral still - since, y’know, the government has to be listening in on this too. Wouldn’t do to advertise a break-in right up front. Just a good citizen wanting to not go crazy in a new world…

While he figures out how the hell to drop off the grid as fast as possible.

After a few choice conversations, he adds the following message: ]

Anyone know a good bar to get drunk in?

Comments

[bad_in_latin]

[ ... That startles him more than anything. He'd just been trying sass him a bit. ]

-- For truth? Real and actual?

[abadidea]

...wow. We've at least found archaeological sites.

[bad_in_latin]

Oh. Dunno.

[bad_in_latin]

Physical an' mental?

[bad_in_latin]

Most've the poor bastards on that world laid down an' died. The rest became Reavers.

[illuminescent]

Then I do hope it causes you no distress when you discover it.

[rathercommon]

What are - Reavers?

[bad_in_latin]

Men, once. Driven mad by the Pax an' each other. All they live for now is murderin', rapin', and cannibalism.

[rathercommon]

And the government made them.

[hisheartsdesire]

[It's a sensitive subject, so Toby doesn't play around with it.]

Yes. I truly am— [A monster. An abomination. A vampire with some sort of broken werewolf pack bond thing.] —a real, actual vampire.

[More than anything, he sounds tired and resigned about it.]

So, uh. Is that all right with you?

[pastdoesntdefine]

Amongst others.

Something you're familiar with?

[bad_in_latin]

[ Mal mostly just seems baffled. It's so far outside his realm of experience he doesn't know how to react. ]

Always wanted a vampire buddy.

[bad_in_latin]

... That often the case?

[bad_in_latin]

Got a few my own self.

[bad_in_latin]

Not purposeful. But they surely did cover it up. Like to try again, least until we got out the message.

[rathercommon]

You told people about it.

[bad_in_latin]

Had to. They'd've tried again.

[rathercommon]

Did you...

[ She gives an uncertain little gesture. ]

Were you all right? I know that governments...They don't tend to like those who tell the truth.

[stealwithit]

[ She chuckles lightly, taking a seat upon reaching the bar. ]

Already? What'd they place you in? I can't blame you, though, it's really a hit or miss with these jobs.

[bad_in_latin]

They surely don't. Fortunately I was real high on their shitlist afore any of this happened.

[bad_in_latin]

Spokesperson for gun control. Didn't like me speakin' on how to get 'round their rules.

Hiro I'd never have suspected

[rathercommon]

Did they...retaliate?

SHHHHHH

[bad_in_latin]

Not as of yet. Got an unlikely ally givin' us some breathin' room.

[rathercommon]

[ Her eyes narrow just a little bit. ]

Ally?

[bad_in_latin]

The fella who was huntin' us. True idealist. Stopped resistin' soon as he saw what we was doin'.

... Not afore he stabbed me through the gut, 'course.