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Serenity's got about another 32 hours before they hit Ezra.
The waiting before a job is usually the worst part, and today Mal is feeling it more so than others. He's checking in with the bar when he receives an eyepatch and a watergun the likes of which he hasn't seen since that ridiculous Assassin game in April.
There's a smirk when he shoves the eyepatch into his pocket, hopping behind the bar and scrawling out a sign before asking Bar for a 3' by 5' cloth.

Mal walks out the door to the lake, damn near whistling.
[ooc: I'm on gchat for any coordinating that might want to happen. Uh. It's not a huge boat, but it'll do. I'll put up an organizing post somewhere if this gets people involved.
ETA: This thread is for any arrivals if you are participating in shenanigans.
ETA AGAIN: OOC COMMUNICATIONS.
And it continues: The Battle Thread. Onlookers welcome.
And food for the spectators. And the winner, obviously.]
The waiting before a job is usually the worst part, and today Mal is feeling it more so than others. He's checking in with the bar when he receives an eyepatch and a watergun the likes of which he hasn't seen since that ridiculous Assassin game in April.
There's a smirk when he shoves the eyepatch into his pocket, hopping behind the bar and scrawling out a sign before asking Bar for a 3' by 5' cloth.

Mal walks out the door to the lake, damn near whistling.
[ooc: I'm on gchat for any coordinating that might want to happen. Uh. It's not a huge boat, but it'll do. I'll put up an organizing post somewhere if this gets people involved.
ETA: This thread is for any arrivals if you are participating in shenanigans.
ETA AGAIN: OOC COMMUNICATIONS.
And it continues: The Battle Thread. Onlookers welcome.
And food for the spectators. And the winner, obviously.]
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...isn't it his ship, shouldn't he be giving orders?
He fetches a good few buckets and sets them by Elizabeth.
After all: King.
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The only continued commentary Mal offers is to Gibbs, who helps him unfurl the main sail just enough to keep them from drifting leeward.
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It's an insurance policy, savvy?
Returning, she watches their progress with a properly piratical expression.
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He aims a few squirts in the direction of the other ship, feeling that this is probably in the general spirit of things.
(What? He didn't hear about the surrender!)
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"Any chance of a rope for the defeated?"
Very solemn.
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Laughing, "Hold on, lad, I'll pull you up."
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Meaning water pistols.
To Mal: "Will you relinquish your weapons?"
She looks to Will, who doesn't seem to mind her interference. He's probably used to it.
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He turns to his crew, pulling out the gun from his holster with his back to Elizabeth and Will, placing it on the bench next to him.
He even digs out the knife from his boot. See? Helpful.
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Elizabeth doesn't believe for a second that he's surrendered everything. And now it's oh so tempting to say 'Remove' and gesture to his clothing, but she manages to refrain.
"Very well. We'll throw you a rope."
She'll even make sure it's attached to something.
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"This is the only one I've got," he says to the girl - and she certainly doesn't look look like any of the Dutchmen on the ship he knew - "but don't worry, I've got him covered."
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"Oh." Dry. "You have. Defeated us. Woe."
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She's just defending his
prowesshonor.Elizabeth picks up a bucket. Equally dry (for the moment): "So we have. It is a victory we will speak of for years to come."
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Mal quickdraws his watergun out of his waistband, firing at Elizabeth's shoulders.
"Crew - attack!"
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She ducks behind the capstan, grinning fiendishly.
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He just hopes the Elizabeth of his own day will forgive him this trespass. (Though seeing as how she dealt with it years ago, maybe she already has. Or maybe she's just waiting for right moment for revenge.)
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On the other hand, Jamie is also lazy. So after unleashing his initial squirt at Mal, instead of running about like everyone else, he holsters his pistol, grabs a bucket, and swings himself up to a convenient perch on a mast.
The water in the bucket is aimed at Inara and Mal. Where it actually ends up is anybody's guess!
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"Dude... I mean, matey! What's proc... um... avast?"
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"Ma?"
Splash.
Mal looks up, now completely drenched by Jamie's bucket. "[Get down here!]"
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