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[OoM: In which there is early-morning conversation and bed-hogging. Now unlocked!]

Mal's down in the bar, now, sitting on a stool and sipping a cup of coffee. She's whistling rather tunelessly under her breath as well, staring off into space.

(Completely botherable, we add)

[ooc: many, many apologies, but I must go. slowtime is wonderful, and I should be back within a couple hours.]

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"... not in Lancre. They're very friendly."

"Good."

But - hmm.

"And here?"

She hesitates.

"Jack's father turned up."

Ah.

Yes.

"I see."

Hesitation.

"We had a fight."

"And?"

That's not the whole story.

"He tried to take Jack."

...dammit.

"Why?"

"Borogravian inheritance law."

Dammit.

"What happened?"

Hesitation.

"Jack knocked a lamp on us while we were fighting. He came around first and tied me up in the bathroom, then followed Jack downstairs. Jack screamed the place down when Johnny caught up and people came to rescue me. Bar wouldn't let him take Jack out."

"I see."

Her eyes are quiet, angry.

A pause.

"He didn't kill me."

{ooc: I have to go sleep now, slowtime?]

"Yeah."

Not that it matters.

[ooc: haha, oops. yes, slowtime is love!]

Being not dead matters quite a lot to her.

She glances up at Mal.

"I don't know what to do."

"Stay away from him. Tell people. Maybe leave the bar for a while."

There are plenty of ways.

"I don't want to leave." she says. "I don't see why I should let him win. I was here first damnit!"

She rubs the bruise. "He's in the cells at the moment anyway. Sharpe slammed his head into a wall."

"But it's a big bar. You might have been here first, but he's still got a right to be here."

Mal nods. "Maybe just remind him of the rules, then. No buisness in the bar."

"Or violence. Like he listened to that."

A small smile. "You've gone awful sensible all of a sudden."

"Mm, true."

A shrug, "Just thinking with my head."

"You're not pregnant are you?"

"...no."

"Just wondered. I started thinking more sensible when I was pregnant with Jack."

"Ah. No, I'm not pregnant."

She smiles a little.

"Did anything happen? I haven't seen you in a while."