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[yuelian]

There's the pitter-patter of tiny feet in huge combat boots as a Chinese girl of about twelve walks quickly into the room, both hands stuffed into her pockets and back slouching slightly. She straightens up immediately when she notices her new surroundings, although nothing about her indicates fear or confusion, only slight surprise and sharp

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[bornserene]

*this is a Catrin fiddling with some form of electronics that she probably isn't supposed to have but, oh, she recognizes that voice. and that grammar. so this would be a grin* Well, now, there's a familiar face if I ever saw one.

[yuelian]

Catrin! *pretty much bounces over with a grin* You're here too? What are you doing?

[bornserene]

I'm here when I'm not anywhere else. It keeps me out of trouble. *as if she could ever really stay out of trouble* Anyway, I'm trying to fix a hover unit equalizer. Baba says I can get behind the controls of a craft again when I can build one for myself.

[yuelian]

Ooh. I wish I could learn how to pilot a ship. Can I help you? Or, even better -- *points to the stereo* -- Do you know what that is? Do y'think they'd miss it if I took it apart to see how it works an' then put it back together again?

[bornserene]

Maybe I'll teach you some day. *and just gives the stereo a thoughtful look* Not sure what it is but as long's it gets back together, no reason for anybody t'miss it too much. *encouragement? what?*

[yuelian]

That'd be shiny. *okay, now that she has the approval of an adult (read: somebody older than her), she'll approach the stereo with a rather gleeful look* If anyone asks, I suppose I could say I'm practicin', 'cause I ain't nearly as good as you at fixin' up stuff and I can't even compare with Mom. They can't blame me for wantin' to learn!

[bornserene]

*laughs and grins* Nobody can compare with your mom. I'd like to see somebody try. But sure. Anybody tries to give you trouble about it, we'll deal with'em. Besides, it doesn't look too complicated.