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[madrassa]

[The image clicks on and Inara is holding the camera behind her as she flees. What appear to be a pack of six unbelievably floppy, adorable, blood-soaked wolpertingers in pursuit of a panting, gasping subject. She sounds more than a little distressed.]

Hello? Hello? Please -- anyone. I'm heading for the nearest sign of civilization, and I pray, ah

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[aint_comin_back]

[Well, the gods are just blessing him, aren't they? Hadn't been all that long since Jayne showed up. Mal's already moving, gun shoved in his holster and putting on his coat as he's out the door.]

You want the explanations before or after the rescuin'?

[madrassa]

[There's silence as the pitter-patter of the genetically absurd wolpertingers pass her hiding spot with little awareness. She lets out a massive sigh, having held her breath for the excursion. She picks up the pad-camera from her lap so that her face is now in plain view. Inara still keeps her voice at a cautiously optimistic volume.]

Rescue. There's a dock nearby here -- I couldn't have possibly made it that fa...

[Apparently deciding volume is no longer an issue, she momentarily forgets herself.]

Mal? Mal Reynolds?

[aint_comin_back]

I'm alrea- [-dy headed that way. Mal cuts himself off and raises a brow at her tone. When he answers, his own voice is conversational. Sorta. There is an undercurrent of urgency.]

Ah, yeah. I got Wash right behind me and I'm sure Jayne'll jump at the chance to kill something adorable. Not exactly sure where River is, but she's prone to wandering off anyway.

[Pause.] Who else? Ain't like I got nothing else to do but hunt down wayward crew and murder somethin' kinda cute.

D'ya want me to start a log for the lot of us? :] Or unnecessary?

[madrassa]

...I suppose I should be thankful. [There's a hint of a smirk, which quickly disappears when she hears the pitter-patter of wolpertingers. Inara glances sidelong and back again before turning to look at the camera.]

What about Zoë? Simo-- did you say Wash?

I'm totally good with that. :D

[aint_comin_back]

Should. Gonna be?

[There's a long enough silence that might clue her in as to how conflicted he feels about Wash being around.] Yeah. Said Wash. Look, I'll explain it all after we've taken care of your... ah. Problem.

Done and done :)

[madrassa]

Ah.

[She looks away from the camera and off in to the distance.] I have... so many questions about this problem. I'll see you safely here.