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Captain Mal Reynolds (thebrowncoat) wrote in toboldlyrpg,

Mal sprawled in a chair, a bottle of liquor filched from the lounge in his hand. He rested it on his thigh, taking a swig every so often as he stared out the observation deck's large window. Fornax turned below them. Or at least, he thought it did. He had no idea how these Starfleet people orbited planets. In any case, it was a planet unlike any he'd ever seen, a dark burnt orange mottle with a lighter orange, clouds swirling through the atmosphere in the planet's weather patterns.

Mal was, as a rule, used to unusual circumstances. It seemed his entire life had been one big unusual circumstance, so this one shouldn't bother him the way it was. Even talking to Book hadn't really sorted anything out. He had a feeling that he was sulking, because here on this big, pristine, sterile ship he wasn't Captain, and this Enterprise wasn't Serenity. Mal couldn't feel what the ship was doing just by the way it hummed under his feet, and the hold wasn't filled with the chatter that came with his usual crew. Having Kaylee, Simon, and Book around helped, but it just wasn't the same, and Mal missed it.

He felt guilty for missing it, because missing it meant that in some way, he might want Wash and Book dead. Except that he didn't, because their losses were felt in the deepest part of him, a sharp, dull ache that was now mostly receded but always, always there. He'd give his right... well. His right shoe for them to be back. He needed his leg too much to want to sacrifice it for anyone, even Wash.

The peace in the room was broken by the swish of the door opening, and a girl walked in. Her red hair fanned behind her, settling down around her shoulders when she stopped at the window. Mal jumped, nearly dropping the glass bottle holding temporary oblivion, and made a sound halfway between a yelp and a ha: "Yah!"

Drawing a breath, he put the bottle on the floor and sat back in his seat. "Might oughta warn a man when you're going to come in so sudden."