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Who: Kaylee Frye, Wolverine and OTA
What: Scavenging
When: Day Five, early morning
Where: The Carnival
Rating: TBA
Status: Completed
Having woken up entirely alone, and without any knowledge of River's whereabouts, Kaylee thought she could at least head to the Carnival. After all, River knew she would go there, didn't she? If her friend had left of her own volition, she would come and Kaylee would be able to feel relieved and scold her for running off. If she had not gone on her own...well, she refused to think about that. River would find her, and then everything would be shiny while they waited for the Cap'n and the others to come and find them.
Besides, having her hands busy would do her some good.
The moment she had stepped foot within range, the young woman had found herself climbing under one of the machines and searching for parts that might help her in her newest jury-rigged device. Not a way to make wine over the engine, not this time. But something simpler, and hopefully a bit easier, heating water. Just without fuel or even outmoded electrical conduits. How she would feed energy into the device still had to be figured out, but she would. She always did.
Bits of grass were getting into her mussed brown curls and she clipped the side of her hand against a piece of machinery. "Ouch," Kaylee grumbled, not halting in her trying to remove the piece she was intent on collecting.
What: Scavenging
When: Day Five, early morning
Where: The Carnival
Rating: TBA
Status: Completed
Having woken up entirely alone, and without any knowledge of River's whereabouts, Kaylee thought she could at least head to the Carnival. After all, River knew she would go there, didn't she? If her friend had left of her own volition, she would come and Kaylee would be able to feel relieved and scold her for running off. If she had not gone on her own...well, she refused to think about that. River would find her, and then everything would be shiny while they waited for the Cap'n and the others to come and find them.
Besides, having her hands busy would do her some good.
The moment she had stepped foot within range, the young woman had found herself climbing under one of the machines and searching for parts that might help her in her newest jury-rigged device. Not a way to make wine over the engine, not this time. But something simpler, and hopefully a bit easier, heating water. Just without fuel or even outmoded electrical conduits. How she would feed energy into the device still had to be figured out, but she would. She always did.
Bits of grass were getting into her mussed brown curls and she clipped the side of her hand against a piece of machinery. "Ouch," Kaylee grumbled, not halting in her trying to remove the piece she was intent on collecting.