Post by Captain Malcolm Reynolds on Aug 2, 2011 0:59:14 GMT -5
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Malcolm Reynolds was in one of his moods. Him and Inara hadn’t heard from Alora in over a week and usually she waved once a week. On top of that he had to go shopping food. He hated shopping for food. Zoe and her boy were helping him though. Mainly they picked things out and he paid. There wasn’t much money but they were trying to get some vegetables to pickle on the ship. He hoped that the crew would pick up a couple new passengers which would help with the money situation. Kaylee was bugging him per usual about parts that were needed and Simon was running low on medical supplies. Everyone needs something, he thought to himself as he picked up some apples.
As an old habit, he gazed over the market area. The Alliance hadn’t been on their tail about the Tam’s since Miranda but every since Alora came into their lives he watched out again. That and no one knew what kind of shady characters would pop up, offering a job. Dropping the fruit, he moved his feet along the ground. The two Washburnes were trying to haggle on prices. Sometimes Malcolm could see bits of his father in him. Despite the captain holding back emotions, sometimes his thoughts got sentimental. Inara was about the only one who knew any of this. She had a way of prying him open and making things spill. Even if he hadn’t planned on it, it happened. Being together on and off for twenty years and having a test tube baby helped in that sense.
As he gazed down at the ground, Malcolm turned his body. his frame ran into another human being. Cursing under his breath, he wasn’t happy. ”Watch it will ya?”
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tagged;; open/serenity crew
word count;; ?
outfit;; he has a small wardrobe
notes;; ^.^
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