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Malcolm "Mal" Reynolds (i_wearbrown) wrote in we_coexist,

They all owed not freezing to death to the fact that at least Serenity's generators worked. It kept the lights on, the temperature comfortable and the ship capable of most things -- just not flight.

Still, Mal's quarters were illuminated and comfortable and served as an excellent hideout to keep from Kaylee as she floated around the boat waiting for her date to arrive. Whoever this Kyle was, he had just one thing going for him -- he wasn't the pretentious doctor. What he had going against him was distracting Malcolm Reynold's mechanic from getting the Firefly class ship to break atmo. Getting between Mal and the black was a dangerous place to be.

The browncoat grumbled something when Kaylee came knocking and eventually opened the hatch to his bunk and climbed up into the passageway leading to the cargo bay. He had on his usual outfit, minus his duster since he had no plans on leaving the ship. His pistol was still strapped to his side though. Kaylee and Mal had their own ways of making an impression with the young man who planned to come knocking.

Winding his hands around the railing overlooking the bay, Mal let his gaze drop to the excited girl below. "Look like you've never seen a entry coupling in your entire life." So she didn't look like a grease monkey -- it was as close to a compliment as she was going to get out of him.