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milliways_bar2008-09-19 08:32 am
badinlatin) wrote in milliways_bar2008-09-19 08:32 am
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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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One last wave of water sloshes down from above, aimed at Inara and Wellard.
"Just a precaution," Elizabeth explains. "In case anyone was unconscious."
Eyedart.
"Now, who do we make walk the plank?"
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"We do outnumber you, you know."
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. . . then he grabs Enzo's arm and yanks him over there too.
Now you know, Enzo!
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After Wellard wipes the water from his eyes.
"I can't recall anyone saying that we did surrender." He glances at Mal and Inara, raising an eyebrow.
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It's a gesture, okay?
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He knew the danger when he went in...
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After Ed's and Inara's attacks, Mal raises a hand: cease-fire. Captain Reynolds approaches the Captains Turner, jabbing a thumb behind him, to the lakeside.
"You know," Mal offers, not surrendering one little bit. "There's food over there."
Just sayin'.
"Dutchman's got a volley range on 'em," Mal adds in deference to Will's circumstances. "And I'm hungry."
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. . . there's a lot of food there. And if there's one thing Jamie has experience with, it's stealing food.
He raises his hand up high, and volunteers, "If you ask me, I'm all in favor of uniting in a common cause."
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"Truce," Elizabeth announces, head held high. The fact that she's dripping wet doesn't seem to bother her any.
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