cptn_tightpants (cptn_tightpants) wrote in marinanova, @ 2016-01-18 08:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | aidan reilly, malcolm reynolds |
Day 359 | Open Action | Closed Audio
[The Shooting Range]
Mal got to the range early when he knew no one else would be here. In one hand, he carried a bottle of whiskey, in the other, a sack of things. Once in the range, he looked around, confirming there was no one else, before stepping over the barriers and making his way to the target area. He dumped out he sack and started setting things up. Tea cups. Scarves. Figurines. A box of tea. All items he'd filched from Inara's apartment before the bots could take it away. He stood back to admire his handywork, then made his way back to the front. He picked up a pistol, wrinkling his nose at the lack of real ammunition, and took aim at the items.
[Museum]
Mal's taken to visiting the museum when he wants to be alone. Not many people visit it, and there are excellent dark corners to sit and drink onesself into a stupor. Sadly, his whiskey runs out before he can get as drunk as he wants. He throws the bottle somewhere, smiling when it crashes. Oh he'll have to clean it up a some point, but he doesn't care. He'll just take a nice nap.
[Closed to Aidan, Audio.]
[It's clearly Mal, and he is clearly drunk.]
How long'd it take to get over Helix?