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So the first couple of days on the ship? Were more than a little ruttin weird. The sleeping arrangements were just to creepy to even try to sleep much at all and the food tasted to much like the protein he had been eating for months on Serenity. As much as Mal tried to find something to go like he would have done on his own boat he seemed to fail at it either finding the areas restricted in access or just not there. Scrubbing fingers back through his hair he signed and continued his path about one of the busier junctions of the ship.

The Obs deck was where he finally settled at looking up at what was supposed to be the Black but was much more. Oh there had been many times on his ship after Miranda he had sat in the pilot's seat just watching as nothing passed by.. even if this wasn't the same it sort of felt that way. So there he sat, head craned upward slightly staring at space as it flew by. Yep. Totally bothersome as well.

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Kaylee hasn't actually been up to the Obs deck more'n once or twice since she arrived - there's so much else to poke at, and try to get the workin's of, and Will had introduced her to ice cream, and she was thinking about whether or not she'd prefer to see Serenity or one of the worlds. Also, there were a lot of cute boys.

But she's decided to wander on up, to see the pretties.

And there's... it couldn't be. He looks exactly like him, and he stands exactly like him, but... "Cái búshì-- Cap'n?"

Mal spun on his heels at the familiar voice, brows raising in slight disbelief upon seeing Kaylee standing there. Sure the voice, Stacy?, had told him she was here but he had honestly thought she was pulling his leg. "Mèimei, what th' ruttin hell you doin here?"

Looking up at space as it rushed by could wait- he had one of his crew here! Where ever here was exactly. "I see they got you to? Any of th' others?" Oh don't mind Mal also giving Kaylee a bear hug and kissing the top of her head. He's just a little happy to see her.

Xander was strolling in, but he came to a skittering halt at the sight by the window. Something about the back seemed familiar. Familiar in a bad bad way.

Oh the strange and wicked world they live, currently, in. Mal only feels eyes upon him which causes him to search about. Upon spotting the kid a brow slightly raised mostly by the expression on his face.

Nope. He didn't know him.

Xander was somewhere between anger and fear. But the puzzled expression on the preacher's face seemed odd.

"What the hell are you doing here? Stacy dropped you in since Buff's not around to slice and dice you again?"

The Browncoat blinked once, glancing left then right before pointing at himself. "Oh dĕng yìmiăo, kid. Who is this Buff's you talk' bout? He work for Niska?" It wasn't that Mal had a lot of people wanting him sliced and diced.. well.. he did in a way, but that was beside the point. "And if you're meanin' am I new then the answer is yes."

A teenage Latino wandered into the Obs Deck, hands thrust in the pockets of his plant suit. He was muttering to himself, but stopped the moment he spotted Mal. He face broke into a wide grin and he laughed.

"Oh man. Oh man, Brenda is going to pee herself. Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back."

The boy disappeared before Mal had a chance to respond to that...bizarre reaction.

Okay. As much as Mal wanted to think of a way to respond the Captain just stood there watching the kid run off with a slightly slacked jaw. In an odd way that was sort of a Jayne-ish mixed with a Kaylee way of doing things.

Carefully he shrugged his shoulders and went back to his studying.

Brenda was busy trying to work her way through yet another 'I will just pretend it's cream of wheat' lunch when Paco came up to her nearly skipping.

"Holy - what's THAT look for? Did the latest pod pop bring you a Jessica Alba?"

"Ha ha. And also ha. If only I were that lucky. I'm not going to ruin the surprise, but you have to come see this."

Come ooooon Brenda, come oooooooon!

She dropped her spoon without hesitation.

"Any excuse not to finish this slop."

God, he was like... energetic puppy excited and walking waaaay too fast, she had to skip a bit to keep up. What the hell could it be if not Jessica Alba?

She was going to make undignified squeaky noises, and it was going to be AWESOME.

He lead his friend up to the Obs Deck and stepped into the room, gesturing grandly to the man at the window.

"Tah-dah!"

Brenda opens her mouth to tell Paco this is not that impressive but then...

Undignified squeaky noises is an understatement.

She gets out a shout of "HOLY-!" before slamming a hand over her mouth and dithering off into an appropriately fangirlish squeal. She's blushing up to her ears and god DAMN being a red-head cause it SHOWS.

"ohmygodisthatcaptaintightpantspacowhatthehell?!?!"

Paco doubled over, laughing too hard to speak.

Okay, this? ALMOST made up for the giant acid-spitting roaches.

Needless to say the undignified squeaky noises of understatement and everything else the young red head is able to do, well, Mal wasn't expecting it. Spinning on his heels the Captain of Serenity was instantly staring at the two teens with eyes going from wide, to slightly narrowed, to amused.

"Ah... can I help you?"

Fangirls what? This was a first.

Brenda whipped her foot out gave Paco a REAL SOLID kick in the shins, blushing even harder.

"Uhm... y-you... er..."

Stammering and blushing, way to look smooth Brenda. She gave him a nervous glance up and down(ohholyshitthepantsaresortofactuallytightDON'TSTAREDON'TSTARE) and swallowed hard.

"Malcolm Reynolds? For REAL?"

"Ow!"

Trying to laugh and holding onto his bruised shins at the same time was not helpful in staying on his feet, so Paco wound up on the floor, still chuckling to himself.

"Hi," he said to Mal. "I'm Paco, she's Brenda, and welcome to the not-so-good ship Stacy. You've been warned about the alternate universes thing, right?"

"Not... really? I think Cybil mighta said somethin' 'bout it.." Watching the two kids he chuckled slightly, crossing the distance between where he was standing watching the Black and they were. "Captain Malcolm Reynolds- but I think the girl here, Brenda?, already seems t' know that."

"Nice t' meet you both."

"Y-you're... on a tv show in my universe." Brenda stammers, getting a little of her composure back although shooting glares at Paco every time he giggles.

"I'm uhm, I'm a big fan is all."

Brenda was totally going to do something evil to him later, but it was SO worth it.

~~Chuckling, Brenda. Chuckling. He was a guy and thus did not giggle.~~

"Nice to meet you too, Captain," he said, still grinning.

By the expression that crosses Mal's face he clearly is slightly confused. He even goes as far to poke himself a few times just to confirm that he is real and this has to be real. River would probably understand it the most but, sadly, she wasn't here.

"Gāoyáng zhōng de gūyáng." Raising a hand he ran fingers back through his hair laughing lightly. "So.. in your world I ain't real?"

"Who's Niska? And come on, you should remember Buffy. The Slayer? With a big Scythe?"

Xander came closer, clearly pissed off, and brushing the Mandarin as some Evil language. "No First Evil to bail you out. Remember this?" He lifted up his eyepatch to reveal an empty socket where his eyeball had been gouged out.

There was many things Mal could take: getting shot, stabbed, beaten, unwillingly married, and someone getting in his face. Someone calling him evil or blaming him for something that didn't happen? It wasn't a very good first start towards being any sort of friends.

Standing a little taller the former Independent Sergeant stared the one-eyed kid down. Until he found out his name, Cyclops would do. "All right. Clearly you got some anger issues 'cause, you see, I ain't got an idea what you're referrin' to, kid." Without thinking his hand slipped to the pistol strapped to his side. "Don't like the accusations you seem so free t' be tossin' 'bout either."

"You're... fictional in our universe yeah." Brenda feels kind of lousy telling him that. "About half the crew is fictional to other people on board though so don't feel bad about it. It's less about you being imaginary and more about us flipping out that you're real."

She fidgets. "Sorry about the squealing there I just.... blindsided and... ~~you're even hotter in person~~ big fan and all that."

"You'd also be about five-hundred years in our future anyway," Paco added. "But we've got aliens back in our universe, so we're probably fictional to you too. Are you familiar with a guy called Superman? Blue tights, red cape, wears a big 'S' on his chest?"

He'd noticed that a lot of people seemed to have Superman comic books or TV shows or movies in their universes. They had all those two, but they also had the real thing on top of it.

Xander scoffed, "Look, Caleb. You were the one going about how I'm the guy who can see, and then tried to blind me."

He did notice the pistol in passing, and blinked.

"Since when did you bother with guns?"

"Caleb?" Mal blinked. "My name's Mal. Captain Malcolm Reynolds." Of course the older man is glaring an even stare at Cyclops, hand still dancing close to the pistol at his side. He wouldn't hesitate to whap the kid on the side of the head with it if he had to. "So I didn't try t' blind noone."

At the mention of his piece a wicked little grin crossed the captain's face. "Always have, always will. Don't mind throwing a few punches when I have to."

Well that was understandable.

Shrugging a little the captain let the tension between his shoulders relax some. With his right hand raised he tipped an invisible hat to Brenda, smiling wide. "No problem, miss. No harm was done I assure you." Except giving Mal a larger ego. Wait till Inara heard about this!

Glancing toward Paco, one brow started to raise slightly. "Ah.. no? Must be an old Earth-that-was sorta thing." At least he thought it might have been. Out on the Border there wasn't much need for comics.

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Xander lowered the eyepatch back in place, and then blinked with his single working eye.

"Uh... so you are. Wow, um, yeah there's a really shiny gun. Uh, you don't have an evil twin named Caleb do you?"

"Just waitin' for you, Cap'n," Kaylee says with a laugh, and she is more than happy to hug him back. It's... very good. She missed this more than she knew.

She's not gonna cry, though.

"It's just me. But there's a lot of folk here what are lost, so we should try to help all of 'em, right, Cap'n?" Hey, they could probably find their way home if pressed. She's sure of it. But everyone needs to get home. Some of the people here are kids.

Outside, Brenda smiled politely.

Inside, she went 'jslkdfjfffft invisible hat tipping oh god!'

"Yeaaaah, definetely an 'earth that was' thing." She shook her head at Mal. "Nevermind about it. Actually, nevermind about 90% of stuff Paco says to you."

Paco just grinned. He knew Brenda was flailing internally, and he was never going to let her live it down. And he was going to tell Jaime, who would also never let her live it down.

"The other ten percent of stuff is totally awesome though, so you have to listen to everything I say," Paco countered playfully.

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