As far as smugglers went, Reynolds and his crew were about as reasonable about stowaways as most, which was to say: not very.
"Look," Lando said, oozing sincerity and praying his intel had been more or less accurate, "I needed to get out of there in a hurry. I've got no money, but I'm sure we can work something out."
"Optimistic, isn't he, sir?"
"A mite, yes." Reynolds gave him a long look. "Still. Might so happen I need a man for a job."
"Look no further." Lando spread his hands, smiling. "I'm your man, Captain."
(Should have known better.)
Note: officially, SW takes place 'a long time ago'.
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The Right Man (for the Wrong Job), Firefly/Star Wars, Lando & Mal & Zoe (prompt 3)
Date: 2011-10-14 12:34 pm (UTC)"Look," Lando said, oozing sincerity and praying his intel had been more or less accurate, "I needed to get out of there in a hurry. I've got no money, but I'm sure we can work something out."
"Optimistic, isn't he, sir?"
"A mite, yes." Reynolds gave him a long look. "Still. Might so happen I need a man for a job."
"Look no further." Lando spread his hands, smiling. "I'm your man, Captain."
(Should have known better.)
Note: officially, SW takes place 'a long time ago'.