Captain Malcolm Reynolds (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
useofaswhat) wrote2012-10-19 06:29 pm
useofaswhat) wrote2012-10-19 06:29 pm
006 ✫ Video
[Backdated to the day after the Beasts of Burden flood:]
Seems that when we all jumped back a couple steps evolution-wise some of us were busier'n others. [He's looking at you, cold-blooded reptiles and formerly stoned felines.] Going into why or how ain't important, but I picked up a couple things this flood that I don't got a use for.
[The picture moves to sweep over a pile of random objects sitting on the floor of his cabin: it's a mess of mismatched jewelry, coins, silverware, keys, buttons, electronic parts, and half-eaten foodstuffs, various strings and ribbons tangled up in the collection.]
Anyone wants this huòsè* back, all you gotta do is ask for it. Anything that's left I'm dumping in a common room.
*stuff
OOC: Regarding this post, but Mal probably stole from everyone. If you want your character to find their stuff in his stash, go for it.
Seems that when we all jumped back a couple steps evolution-wise some of us were busier'n others. [He's looking at you, cold-blooded reptiles and formerly stoned felines.] Going into why or how ain't important, but I picked up a couple things this flood that I don't got a use for.
[The picture moves to sweep over a pile of random objects sitting on the floor of his cabin: it's a mess of mismatched jewelry, coins, silverware, keys, buttons, electronic parts, and half-eaten foodstuffs, various strings and ribbons tangled up in the collection.]
Anyone wants this huòsè* back, all you gotta do is ask for it. Anything that's left I'm dumping in a common room.
*stuff
OOC: Regarding this post, but Mal probably stole from everyone. If you want your character to find their stuff in his stash, go for it.
Spam!
Yeah? [In a "what about it?" tone. He turns back to the pile and picks out the arrowheads, separating them from the rest.] Can't say I'm surprised. None of 'em talk straight about it. There's a ladder, but the drop ain't much.
Re: Spam!
...Like a cabin on a carrier. [He's looking to the left and right]
[when he takes the arrowheads he twists them, peers at something inside, and smiles. Then he shrugs.] That was one heck of a flood.
Spam!
[Now there's a neat trick, they come apart. How did he not realize that when he was picking over them with little paws?] You ain't kidding. Did you luck out and stay the way you are or go all fuzzy too?