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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fromgallifrey
2009-05-07 09:22 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor grinned a little; he'd liked River and was sort of disappointed that she hadn't been around. He'd felt she was old and young at the same time - and that was a combination he in particular appreciated.

"Oh?" He marveled in her confidence and it was sort of refreshing really - he wasn't used to being with people who thought that they could do so much on their own; well, helpful things anyway.

"Well, I think it'll help immensely to get the alternator out and really have some wiring to work with," he twisted another nut between his fingers, wincing as he tried to force it to move through sheer force of will. "Did I miss your name?" He asked innocently, wondering if it was early onset of weariness that caused him to have a sudden bout with forgetfulness. He didn't often forget things - and he felt like maybe she had in fact said her name. He'd scratch his head if he wasn't wrist deep in bumper car.

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sweetredfruit
2009-05-15 05:36 am UTC (link)

With a nod of her head that somehow seemed to just ooze with more cheerfulness than a single gesture ought to rightfully, Kaylee gave her happy yes of an answer. "It's not too difficult, and there seem to be enough broke down things about that pieces and bits might be just waiting to be found. To be made into something new and useful."

It was nearly her philosophy in life, that things that were seemingly useless were just waiting for someone new to come along and see its potential for a new creation. If you could not, or did not want to fix it in the first place, which was nearly always the option she chose.

Carnival rides, however, she did not have much use for at the moment. A heater, that she did.

Catching the wince on his face, Kaylee remembered the greased rag she had been using earlier. The piece Logan had so helpfully retrieved for her had resisted even the lubricated rag, but maybe the Doctor's piece would like it better and behave. She went to retrieve it, and held it out in offering as she was reminded that she had forgotten to introduce herself. "Oh sorry, I hadn't meant ta not tell ya who I was. I'm Kaylee, Kaylee Frye."

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