Hustling Pool
Who: Malcolm Reynolds and whomever
Where: Billiards Room
When: Some nebulous time after the Handy fiasco
What: Mal's playing pool...
Clack Tā mā de! (Damnit!) The cue ball slammed into the 8-ball and sent it into the opposite corner pocket than Mal had planned. He was definitely off his game.
Mal had missed out on some pretty serious action in the hotel. How, he didn't know. Well, he didn't check the computer network all that often, so that made some sense. But the fact that he had missed any and all scuffles. And he'd been itching for a fight.
And so he found himself in the room with pool tables. No people... just pool tables. Lots of them.
He walked around the table pulling the balls up from the pockets so he could set up another game.
Where: Billiards Room
When: Some nebulous time after the Handy fiasco
What: Mal's playing pool...
Clack Tā mā de! (Damnit!) The cue ball slammed into the 8-ball and sent it into the opposite corner pocket than Mal had planned. He was definitely off his game.
Mal had missed out on some pretty serious action in the hotel. How, he didn't know. Well, he didn't check the computer network all that often, so that made some sense. But the fact that he had missed any and all scuffles. And he'd been itching for a fight.
And so he found himself in the room with pool tables. No people... just pool tables. Lots of them.
He walked around the table pulling the balls up from the pockets so he could set up another game.