Day 288 | Video - Action - Video | OTA [Video - Morning]
[Mal's bruised face comes on screen looking angry. Anyone who's good at reading people might see a tiny bit of fear underneath it.
Inara? INARA Where in Buddha's whore of a mother's name are you? This ain't funny. Anyone seen Inara?
[Action - Afternoon | Sector 3 | Lyrical and then Inara's room]
Mal strode out of Lyrical pissed off beyond words. Also drunk... but mostly pissed off. They'd cut him off. He didn't want to be cut off. The last thing he needed was to be cut off. He just needed to drink himself into oblivion. Of course he let his anger be known... He may have thrown a bottle at one of the fucking bots and done his absolute best to destroy a chair before stumbling out.
His next stop was Inara's room. Once he got there, he stood in the doorway. The problem with refusing to listen to one's emotions means they come out in even more violent ways when poked with a stick. And the wardens were definitely poking him with a stick. Crossing the threshold finally, he punched a hole in the wall. He felt his hand break as he did it. He didn't care. He just needed to get this anger out. The mirror was next. He destroyed as much as he could... except her clothes. Her clothes would stay as they were. In fact... he packed them up and brought them over to his own room.
[Video - Late afternoon]
[Bruised, angry, and quite sad, Mal comes on. There's a gruffness to hide anything he's actually feeling.]