[Thread] Lookie who has a bunkmate!
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Where: Tzu-Deka
When: Early evening, about a week ago, before crazy time.
Summary: Mal Makes himself at home... as best he can..
Warnings: None
Mal had spent the last week or so perusing through the grounds that is Econtra. It was a dismal place at best, a graveyard at worst. He had hoped that he could find something of use, something that could be made defensible, or in the very least, home. He had spent the preceding weeks sleeping under the starts, staring up at the comforting blanket of shimmering stardust, wondering, hoping, that somewhere up there Serenity is flying true.
He kind of missed his bunk. In fact, he kind of missed a bunk in general. He hadn't slept out and about like that since he fought in the war. He finally decided to make his way to the Barracks to see where his new "hosts" had placed him. He found his assignment and made his way up to Tzu-Deka.
He quietly made his way into his new home. He found it rather empty. There was only one other bed that seemed to be occupied, and it's decor seemed strangely familiar, as familiar as anything could be in an unfamiliar place he supposed.
He sauntered over the bed. He poked at it with his boot a bit, flipped the pillow. Satisfied, he shrugged and fell over onto the bed with a satisfied grin on his face. He lay there for a moment, sprawled out for a moment or two before rolling over and propping his feet up on the railing at the end of the bed. He stared up at the faded ceiling... he kind of missed the stars already.
Where: Tzu-Deka
When: Early evening, about a week ago, before crazy time.
Summary: Mal Makes himself at home... as best he can..
Warnings: None
Mal had spent the last week or so perusing through the grounds that is Econtra. It was a dismal place at best, a graveyard at worst. He had hoped that he could find something of use, something that could be made defensible, or in the very least, home. He had spent the preceding weeks sleeping under the starts, staring up at the comforting blanket of shimmering stardust, wondering, hoping, that somewhere up there Serenity is flying true.
He kind of missed his bunk. In fact, he kind of missed a bunk in general. He hadn't slept out and about like that since he fought in the war. He finally decided to make his way to the Barracks to see where his new "hosts" had placed him. He found his assignment and made his way up to Tzu-Deka.
He quietly made his way into his new home. He found it rather empty. There was only one other bed that seemed to be occupied, and it's decor seemed strangely familiar, as familiar as anything could be in an unfamiliar place he supposed.
He sauntered over the bed. He poked at it with his boot a bit, flipped the pillow. Satisfied, he shrugged and fell over onto the bed with a satisfied grin on his face. He lay there for a moment, sprawled out for a moment or two before rolling over and propping his feet up on the railing at the end of the bed. He stared up at the faded ceiling... he kind of missed the stars already.