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[bastardbytrade]

[and through the scratchy sounds of him messing with the comm, Mordecai's dry growling voice is heard]

Alright, what is this shit? Prison? [sarcastic chuckle goes here] You think you can keep me here? HAH!

Tannis, if you're somehow involved in this I promise I will have your head mounted on my wall before the day is over. I don't care how much you pay.

[more scratching, a few thuds as he moves around the room]

By the way, the room sucks. [pause] And where the HELL is Bloodwing?! [raaaah the sniper is angry]

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[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

Hm. [Mordecai makes a sound of disapproval and redirects his attention to the ceiling. As for whether it's the comment or the look that's got him looking away, he won't say.]

So we're stuck here with no answers, no weapons and of the team, you're the only one around. Fucking fantastic. [muttered, venting.]

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

[Hey, she's venting too. Differently than him, but it's stress relief.]

[giving her nails a disgusted once-over, is going to finally restock on paint tonight.] No need to grovel at my feet, Mordecai.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

Ugh. [He's sitting up and leaning forwards again, elbows on his knees while he psyches himself up for standing]

I'm not in the mood for this shit. If were done, I'll be leaving.

[phasebitchin.livejournal.com]

[Flashback to that heap of walking iron trotting off. People are so testy.]

Catch ya later, babe- aaaah one sec. The other passengers are saying that the guy responsible for the kidnappings, Captain Redd, is totally bonkers.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

Redd. I'll remember that.

[Mordecai gets up and heads for the door, not saying another word on his way out and shutting the door behind him with a thump. After a brief pause in the hallway, he's taking his now dry bloody face back to his room to clean up and muttering about the days events under his breath.]