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Tweak says, "I was thinking "on the floor""

Wolverine (clawed_one) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-26 19:06:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, day 12, kaylee frye, location: library, logan

Who: Kaylee and Wolverine
What: Reunion
When: Dusk (after their release from the experiment)
Where: near the ruins of the library.
Rating: R to start.
Status: Active

Logan had had a BAD day. Anyone that knew him well ... and admittedly, the closest he came to that here was Gambit ... knew he had a deep and abiding aversion for deep water ... and drowning.

So that whole 'room with no escape and water pouring in' thing ... yeah.

Hadn't made him a happy camper.

As a result, he was putting together some sort of shelter well away from where anyone else was sleeping. Just wasn't worth the risks. To that end, he was back at the library, sorting through the mess for usable bits and pieces. He mostly had enough together to make a lean-to braced against the section of theater wall nearest the library. At this point, he was just kicking shit around to vent his frustration.

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clawed_one
2009-06-27 01:55 am UTC (link)

"'spretty easy." Logan said. "Not like we're actually trying to build a building, after all." He bent to grab a good-sized section of erstwhile wall. "This for a floor, so if it rains I don't wake up covered in mud." He said. "That long section over there for the wall, so it's a lean-to like I had with the bookcase ... 'seasiest one to rig up quick. Stuff's just a bit awkward to manage alone." He glanced around. "And somewhere in here are the cushions and blanket, but hell if I can find 'em. Ahh well."

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sweetredfruit
2009-06-27 08:11 pm UTC (link)

His instructions seemed clear enough, so Kaylee nodded literally rolling up her sleeves until they were clear to her elbows. Getting the fabric of your shirt caught on raggedy edges was absolutely no one's friend. Nope, nuh uh. "Okay, I can look for those, if ya can handle the smaller, heavier big stuff." The sections he pointed to looked heavier than she could wield by herself, but she could definitely try to scrounge for the smaller, softer things. "Then come back to help ya move the awkward-er things."

It took some doing, getting inside the library, avoiding debris and large chunks of the ceiling/roof had to be scrambled over. The mechanic searched for anything that could be saved by way of cushiony things, and managed to located the 'nest' in one corner, mostly crushed by various things, then piled with books. Some tugging, some soft grunting, some planting her foot on a not-so-sturdy wall, and she pulled the blanket free. "Gonna have to shake this out," she muttered as she did so a little, before putting it over her arm, knowing it could be done outside.

Only two cushions were really in any shape to be helpful, the others smushed into piles of fluffy nothingness. Like exploded chickens.

Kaylee made it back after a few minutes had passed, oddly considering time of the essence. Breathing a little harder, with some debris dust in her hair. And two cushions and one blanket in her arms.

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clawed_one
2009-06-29 02:33 am UTC (link)

Kaylee taking off into what was left of the library gave Logan a few moments to try and get a better grip on his rather frayed temper. By the time she came back out, he was, if not back to 'normal', then a couple of degrees less pissed and definitely making a concerted effort to /look/ normal.

"Thanks, doll." He said, then wrestled the biggest chunk of erstwhile wall into place. The end result was a space very much like the one he'd had inside the library, except now it was outside. (not that the library had been very 'insidish' to begin with).

"You wanna hang out here tonight? I know we arranged for you to hang with me, but what with one thing and another, you never got the chance to bring your shit over here."

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