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Serenity : Bridge: Perspective: Wash

Mal had gotten the rest of the crew up, and he’d put Wash to the task of finding out if there was anything nearby they needed to worry about. With a yawn and a groan of displeasure at being roused this early, when he already put in late hours on the bridge alone, he’d gotten up. As he sat alone ( yet again , he sighed) on the bridge of Serenity , he kept scanning for any ships from which their latest visitors could have come from. But there were only so many times one could repeat the same process over and over again without getting horribly bored of it. He’d been working for a while, scanning different frequencies as well, just to see if there were any waves going about that he could pick up on, like a transmission that could possibly be being sent to the impromptu visitors. Though, as is his wont, Wash ended up playacting with his dinosaurs, a sanity preserving activity if ever there was in such a lonely task.

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Serenity : Perspective: Mal (with assorted others)

Once Mal had gotten her up, Kaylee and Mal had gone back to the engine room, to find out what that blue box was. Mal stood in the door, to give Kaylee her room, just in case he might do something to get in her way, but he was anxious to know why the thing was there, how it got there, and what their “visitors” were doing in such a small box anyway. As Kaylee was looking about, she almost stepped on the little device that Zoe’d dropped, and, not recognizing it as one of hers, she picked it up and examined it.

“This ain’t one o’ mine, cap’n. You know where it came from? Sure is neat, little thing, but I couldn’t tell you what it is for my life.” Kaylee was fascinated by the thing, and turned it round and round, examining the thing end to end. It was just about a hand span in length, and in some places, about as thick around as her finger, with a little head bit at one end.

“I think that’ll be the bit Zoe saw drop from the guy’s pocket when she picked ‘im up to take ‘im down to t