Feb 15, 2007 21:05
Mal's still floating around in the bar since his conversation with Inara earlier, but now he has pen and paper.
Sketching out designs absently, Mal crosses out one -- stylized Mandarin characters -- with his pen, doodling something entirely different, but something that has yet to take any concrete shape.
[ooc: am pretty sleepy; a closed post. Duibuqi.]
mal reynolds,
destruction