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[bad_in_latin]

Mal has been at the kitchen table with inksticks, pots and enough brushes and paper to last him til 2522.

If anyone needs the salt or the good tea egg, they are both near the center of the table, to the right of the terra cotta mixing bowl and under the overturned brush holder.

What? It's the only table big enough.

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[gonna_live]

Kaylee wanders in. It takes her a moment to spot the tea egg. When she does, she selects it, and turns to the stove. "You workin' on anything special?"

[bad_in_latin]

"Not terribly -- I did get some shiny new inksticks however, so I thought I'd play with mixin' 'em, see what came out," Mal replies to her question without really looking up.

"I left some water on low over on the stove -- " Holding out one of the mixing bowls, "Can you fill that?"

[gonna_live]

"Shi a." Kaylee turns around and takes the bowl. "What's comin' out?"

[bad_in_latin]

Mal holds out the dish he'd been staring into so that when Kaylee comes closer she can take a look.

"It's a sort o'...shiny green? I got this new kind o' stick that has quartz in it, makes the flakes go brighter."

[river_meimei]

River is testing the walls.

What she's testing them for isn't precisely clear, and she might or might not answer if you asked her. But she's moving with slow care through the ship, running her fingers over bulkheads and windows and doorframes, feeling the shape and the texture as if each wall were new to her. Occasionally she directs a precise knock at one spot or another, tilts her head to listen to the echoes, and moves on.

Down the corridor, now, and into the kitchen.

[bad_in_latin]

Mal doesn't see River, but he hears her.

"Come to quiz me on my languages that I don't actually speak?" Mal asks; a nonsense question, not really referencing anything, but with River? It could. "Don't got a thesaurus today."

[river_meimei]

"You'll have to find a treasure chest."

River raps on the wall once, frowns in momentary irritation, and moves along the wall towards the corner table.

"Well traveled. Seven seas is a misnomer."

She glances at Mal for a moment. "I recommend the tertiary storage niche."

[bad_in_latin]

"I'm workin' on the treasure chest bit."

Mal looks up at River for a second, almost confused.

"Sit over here for a moment." Mal points to a chair at the table.