[Grumbling up a storm, the big man stomped over to where Mal'd said, and began pawing through the racks, mutterin' sullenly to himself. He could definitely get that Mal was feelin' the same way. A bad way.]
Cap'n, where in the gorram 'Verse are we? I'm gettin' a sense we ain't leavin' anytime soon...
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Cap'n, where in the gorram 'Verse are we? I'm gettin' a sense we ain't leavin' anytime soon...