useofaswhat | 015 ✫ Video

[Switch on, focus on Mal Reynolds. He looks tired, frustrated, and the half-smile he gives in greeting doesn't reach his eyes.]

Ain't much for goodbyes, but I ain't much for stayin' around in a hellhole ship seems designed to turn everyone on board crazy. I get enough of that back home an' at least there I got work to do.

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Headin' off tonight, 'cause treatment like this don't work with POWs and it won't work for rehab. Now I know I look like a rat jumpin' ship, and maybe that's what I am. But I ain't enough of a rat to block the way.

You got any way to do it, you get yourself an' your inmate off this ship. If the Admiral lets me I'll take up to five more passengers on board Serenity and fly 'em to a world. [He figures he owes at least that much.]

[Private to Dean]
Didn't rack up any debt with anyone on board, so don't even think about offerin' to pay 'em off. You ever want a ride on a real ship, you look me up.

[Private to Chris]
You're gonna hold in there. [It's an order.]

[Private to Zev]
You... you feel up for one more walk?

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mistconduct

I can't write privately, my fucking warden took my filters.

..Yeah. Yes. Yes, sir.

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useofaswhat

He lock you down in your cabin too?

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mistconduct

No. Not yet, anyway.

You're really ditching?

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useofaswhat

The way I see it, I got no way to help out here anymore. At least on Serenity I can make people do their jobs.

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mistconduct

Shit.

...It's probably for the best, I mean. Whatever. Ship's going to hell anyway. Better some people get off than all of us die together.

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useofaswhat

You ain't going to die if you keep your head. Someone tries to change that, you get to 'em first.

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mistconduct

No, I'm pretty sure everyone here's going to die, but thanks.

Just. God, just go, get out. Seriously, I'm glad someone I like gets to go home.

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useofaswhat

Chris, what room're you in?

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mistconduct

I'm on level Go Home Already, Jackass, in room number You're Not Coming In.

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useofaswhat

Drop the hùnzhàng and tell me where you are. You don't want to see me? That ain't the point. I'm still gonna talk to you. [And there IS a point, Chris, and he is pointedly trying to get a chance to say something away from your warden's prying eyes.]

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Yes, alright. One more walk.

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useofaswhat

On the deck?

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love_slave

I will be there. [She's already disappointed, but somehow she knew this day would come. Its how things usually work out with her.

So she goes up to the deck to wait on him. She's dressed as usual- it's what she's comfortable in. It's what she knows... why dress out of character when he's leaving?

And then she remembers that he's leaving all over again. And she has the same ache as the last time she thought about...]

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useofaswhat

[As he admitted before, goodbyes are not his strong point, and it's taken him a long while to get through the first of them. By the time he meets Zev Mal is dragging his feet, looking pretty haggard for a man about to go home.

Partly because he's not going home to someone like her. But that thought is so awkward he tries to immediately forget he even had it.]

...hi.

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love_slave

I suppose you really miss your ship? [She can't help but sound forlorn. She crosses her arms, trying to keep her eyes from welling up as she glances away.] Will you tell me about it again while we walk?

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useofaswhat

Always do. [Gorrammit, this is supposed to be the easy choice. He steps a little closer, hesitating over whether to reach for her hand. After an awkward moment he returns his to his pocket.]

You, uh. Could come see it yourself if you want.

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love_slave

[She might otherwise have considered taking him up on it then, but with Rassilon's current trouble abandoning him would be foolish.] I would like that. One day. [But that one day isn't today, and they both know that. At least she's sure when he goes, maybe he'll live.

That doesn't happen to the men she knows often.

She fidgets with her long nails.] But maybe I can just hear what I have to look forward to? Maybe?

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useofaswhat

[Not the answer he wanted, but it's better than the one he expected to hear. This time he does reach out to take her hand and once again stops before he's actually holding it, awkwardly laying his fingers on hers.] She ain't much to write home about once you've been living on a vessel like this. Serenity might be a little fancier than this one now, though. Last I checked, least the heat worked right.

She'll fly through anything.

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love_slave

[She has to make at least one last terrible jab.] I've heard its not the size that counts, anyway. [He gives his hand one a squeeze. Unintentionally it's a manly strong level of squeeze.]

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[Argh. Mal. But Dean gets it, and besides, their... friendship... has always been highly unique.

He's wrinkling his nose now.]

Yes you did, but it's not like I'm gonna punch myself in the face.

You ever wanna see a real beauty of a machine, you give me a holler.

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useofaswhat

[Everything's easier if you ignore your manly feels.] Well you oughtta. Someone's gotta do it.

We ever get a chance, I'll race you.

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surfaceshine

[Dean is interested in your newsletter and would like to purchase a subscription. Or forge, fake, and steal, as the case may be.]

You're on.

You keep your nose clean, you hear? Or if you can't do that, make sure you're quicker off the mark anyway.

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You don't know how to take people with you, though? [Because Christ, that's tempting. If he could just take Arya off... Five people, who would he pick? Arya and someone to take care of her. Maybe... Lua and her inmate? That new kid Kevin?

Jesse, he knows he has to stay right where he is, but if he could get them all off...]

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useofaswhat

I'm assumin' it'll be like when I came on board, just going backwards. If I'm right, everyone holds hands while crossin' the street and we get back to my ship just fine. If I'm wrong...

But seein' how the Admiral's gone flighty in the brainpan after someone shoved somethin' up him, it could be no inmate gets out.