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[ 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?

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I doubt you'll be finding your ship and if you get the chance to take one of theirs here, I highly suggest saying no.

Take one've their what? A ship?

Yeah. They had a space shuttle here, did't go so well for anyone that went in it.

... Explosions?

Sabotage that resulted in some explosions as well as a very bad crash landing. If it had't been for help on the outside everyone on board would have died. Not to mention it was just a bloody poorly designed piece of junk.

Good thing I wasn't then. Though I'll be desperate 'nough for it eventually.

I miss space something fierce but I don't think even I can be that desperate.

Time'll tell for both've us, I reckon.

It always does. [ A beat ] Have you spent a lot of time im space then?

Nearly all these past seven years. Not so much before it.

Where were you before if you don't mind the question.