Mar 26, 2006 19:11
Mal's not quite chomping at the bit anymore. He's just...lying down, trying not to twitch too much at the memories of the last time he spent more than a night in a prison cell.
His side hurts like hell.
"Um..." He talks to the Bar, so why does talking to a jail cell feel different? "Could I please get some aspirin, and some water?"
A glass and a blister pack of aspirin appears, and Mal retrieves the same with a quiet "Bu xie." Popping out the pills and swallowing them, then the water, Mal lies back down, continuing his mental list:
Jayne: raise, for the spitting. For the stabbing...big raise. Zoe and Wash: If I have money left over from Jayne's big raise, they get stuff too. Or something.
[ooc: visitations.]