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noprairieharpy ([info]noprairieharpy) wrote in [info]ipswich_rpg,
@ 2010-01-24 16:14:00

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Entry tags:2010 01, kaylee frye

RP: Quiet Work Day
Who: Kaylee Frye, Open
Where: The Jiffy Lube
When: Afternoon, January 24, 2010
Rating/Warning: None.
Summary: Kaylee's just working.
Status: Open, ongoing



"You should be all set," Kaylee said brightly, her voice muffled from beneath the car. A moment later the young mechanic came into view, wheeling out from underneath and smiling to the hopeful looking man nearby. The poor fella got broke down on his way somewhere, but it wasn't no big problem really. Some people just didn't know how to treat their machines right, and with a little love and care she usually managed to tweak them back into life. Springing to her feet, Kaylee stretched arms up over her head and cracked her back, brushing back a few strands of hair that got out of her pony tail. "Just do us both a favor and be careful revvin' her up too much, you don't got to be so rough on her."

The man nodded gratefully and went off to pay. Her co-workers were handling the paperwork and getting the car back to their customer, since Kaylee really was doing the heavy work here. Every since arriving at the Lube she'd gotten right close with everyone, and they seemed like nice, salt-of-the-earth types, not unlike her own daddy. Her natural knack with all things mechanic made her very quickly a useful part of the team, and she was being treated like the Queen of the Jiffy Lube.

She'd shaken off her black mood after that bad conversation with Simon and was back to her sunny self, wiping the oil and grime off her face with a nearby towel. Her uniform was usually a mess by the end of each shift, but she liked that. It made her feel accomplished, and machines were so much easier to understand than people. People she liked, most of the time, but machines spoke very clearly and without stuttering or being insensitive and silly. Humf.

Kaylee moved to the front of the Lube to stretch and enjoy a little sun on her before the next crisis came in. So she simply cracked open a water bottle and flopped down into a nearby old chair, taking a brief break.



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