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Wolverine ([info]clawed_one) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-04 18:16:00

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Entry tags:!dropped, !incomplete, day 06, kaylee frye, location: theatre, logan, shannon rutherford

Day 6: Afternoon
Who: Kaylee, Shannon, & Wolverine
What: Meet and greet
When: Afternoon
Where: Theater
Rating: TBA
Status: Active



After a very pleasant morning spent in Kaylee's company, and a quick break to actually bother finding clothes, getting themselves ready for the day (albeit a few hours late), and a few quick entries in his journal (had to give Rorschach hell, after all), Logan somewhat reluctantly got ready to leave.

"I'm heading over to the theater, Kaylee. Told Shannon I'd meet her over there to chat in person."



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[info]clawed_one
2009-05-14 10:19 pm UTC (link)
Logan got another load of burnables, then returned. "Thanks, doll." He was aware Shannon was less than happy, though he wasn't certain of all the causes. He could make an educated guess at a few of them, but not all.

"Now to get this set up. Ah ... Shannon, you /do/ remember me telling you about the claws, right?" He asked, then, keeping both hands well away from both women, popped one claw on his right hand so he could cut the legs off the chairs so they'd fit closer together ... and get a spark to start the fire.

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[info]sweetredfruit
2009-05-15 04:37 am UTC (link)
Although they had never compared childhood's, and therefore had no way of knowing, Kaylee's raising had nearly been as far from Shannon's as was possible. That was, of course, not even taking into account the fact that she was born some five hundred plus years later. Shannon's would be more compared to a Core bred girl, all neat and clean and lacking the grubby happiness that Kaylee had been raised among. A dusty, not too rich world, a couple of older brothers and a mama and daddy that loved her dearly.

Her life had been much more about pitching in to survive than even Kaylee acknowledged.

For the moment Kaylee was more interested in spending time with Shannon and chattering away about nothing (not to mention working on the heater some more) than playing with Logan. There could be time for that later. She stood back in order to watch the man in question as he spoke about his claws.

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