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New Toys (Open)
She wanted a car. It was a funny kind of desire, it wasn't as simple as wanting a nice dress, or wanting a strawberry, but it wasn't as complicated as wanting somebody to want her either. But it was difficult to just get a car. She didn't have any real amount of money, and wishing for a car seemed useless. Maybe if she could find the car parts she could build one. It wasn't like she'd never built something from scratch before. Most of Serenity's engine was built from scratch now. Parts were from everywhere, it was no longer one engine that had been built the way it was, now it was just a bunch of parts scrapped from other things.
The city did seem fit to provide Kaylee with food when she wanted it, money when she needed it, and a place to stay. But it seemed lonely these days and a new project was just the thing to sink her teeth into. Mal didn't seem to be botherin' her about Serenity, Wash was still tied up in rewiring most of the consoles. So that left Kaylee pretty free to do as she pleased.
There were a lot of cars in the city, and that meant there had to be places to find spare parts. She tried garbage cans first, not very helpful, dumpsters seemed a lot more run and it reminded her of going to that junkyard on that core planet. Which reminded her of Simon and River, which made her miss them both in entirely different ways. River was pretty much her best friend, if you didn't count Inara..and Inara was more like a sister or a mother, and they'd done nearly everythin' together. Simon... was Simon. And she missed Simon for Simon reasons, and not just the fact that he was mighty pretty when he was waking up. Or when he was doctorin', or smilin', or cookin'. Or anything, for that matter.
Still, she'd managed to find what looked like a beat up old car magazine, which was very helpful in discovering a bit more about how cars were put together, and what made them tick. They weren't alltogether that odd compared to a spaceship. Kaylee flopped down on the side of the street peering into the magazine. She was covered in not only grease and the normal engine junk, but there was a bit more trash on her coveralls than normal. Dumpster searchin' wasn't the most cleanest thing in the world, but she was in coveralls and that's what they were for.
Now if only she could find herself a junk car to fix up all nice'n'pretty for herself.
The city did seem fit to provide Kaylee with food when she wanted it, money when she needed it, and a place to stay. But it seemed lonely these days and a new project was just the thing to sink her teeth into. Mal didn't seem to be botherin' her about Serenity, Wash was still tied up in rewiring most of the consoles. So that left Kaylee pretty free to do as she pleased.
There were a lot of cars in the city, and that meant there had to be places to find spare parts. She tried garbage cans first, not very helpful, dumpsters seemed a lot more run and it reminded her of going to that junkyard on that core planet. Which reminded her of Simon and River, which made her miss them both in entirely different ways. River was pretty much her best friend, if you didn't count Inara..and Inara was more like a sister or a mother, and they'd done nearly everythin' together. Simon... was Simon. And she missed Simon for Simon reasons, and not just the fact that he was mighty pretty when he was waking up. Or when he was doctorin', or smilin', or cookin'. Or anything, for that matter.
Still, she'd managed to find what looked like a beat up old car magazine, which was very helpful in discovering a bit more about how cars were put together, and what made them tick. They weren't alltogether that odd compared to a spaceship. Kaylee flopped down on the side of the street peering into the magazine. She was covered in not only grease and the normal engine junk, but there was a bit more trash on her coveralls than normal. Dumpster searchin' wasn't the most cleanest thing in the world, but she was in coveralls and that's what they were for.
Now if only she could find herself a junk car to fix up all nice'n'pretty for herself.