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Kaylee Frye ([info]sweetredfruit) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-25 02:00:00

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Entry tags:!dropped, day 05, kaylee frye, location: carnival, logan, open, the doctor (ten)

Day Five - Mid Morning

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.



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[info]clawed_one
2009-04-26 06:47 pm UTC (link)
Logan couldn't quite help but snort in amusement. Kaylee was ... well, about as obvious as a neon sign in the dead of night. At least to him. He cocked an eyebrow as the bouncy geek confirmed his identity, and his expression went slightly sour. Eugh. This guy was worse than /Cyke/. Which was saying a lot.

With a shrug, he pulled off his overshirts and got down on Kaylee's level with a not-quite-hidden smirk, reaching into get at whatever it was she had been after and giving it a solid whack. He skinned his knuckles, but the thing came loose ... and with any luck, Kaylee'd be to bedazzled and drooly to notice the few drops of blood that escaped before the scrapes closed over.

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[info]sweetredfruit
2009-04-26 08:12 pm UTC (link)
"Ooh, you brought wiring? You could just be my hero." Just what she needed if he had enough to spare for her own project. Naturally she would help any way she could with his, as well. "'Course, there should be some things here that'll help you help us stop being so humped."

Time to ogle Logan some more.

Really, she could not help it! Kaylee would freely admit to a bit of floozy-like behavior, but she had had a long, long drought when it came to hot boys/men and getting her breathing and heart rate up.

It was really cruel to put rippling muscles up close and personal, only covered by a single layer of cloth now. Him stripping each shirt off was now going in her permanent memory bank, to be played and replayed in slow motion. All, broad shoulders and...arms. Guh.

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