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

The more excitable Kaylee got, the more it showcased Mal's absolute lack of enthusiasm. Mal knew better than most that there wasn't anything in the 'Verse that could keep Kaylee from being cheerful. So he knew better than to try and squash her eagerness, he simply endured. Besides, Mal fostered some hope that finding out about this 'date' or whatever it was, might get under the doctor's skin.

With little more than a glance towards the squealing, bouncing mechanic, Mal headed down the metal stairs. "I ain't welcome to the idea of anyone that's not crew near the bridge. And he's not to poke 'round anywhere alone." They were the only words of warning he'd give before reaching the cargo bay door controls. Soon the doors shuddered, then began to part, the lower piece extending to rest upon the ground Serenity was all but attached to.

Mal didn't say anything to the newcomer and a well-placed glare could say more than any amount of big talk. He stood with his holstered weapon in plain view. If this guy had anything unsavory planned for his ship or especially his mechanic -- Mal was certainly going to make him think twice about it.