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Aug 13, 2008 22:05

[OOM: And now, the final frame: or, a New Mexican epilogue ( Read more... )

kaylee frye, simon tam, charlie mcgee, oom

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ladyfirestarter August 14 2008, 04:10:20 UTC
Maybe Kaylee isn't. Charlie is.

And there's Simon, heading in their direction at a swift stride, stepping around other bar patrons without actually looking at them; his gaze is fixed on Kaylee, until it flicks to Charlie.

She nods to him, once. He pauses, then returns the nod, unsmiling.

A quiet word of goodbye to Kaylee, and she turns and slips back out.

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gonna_live August 14 2008, 04:14:41 UTC
Kaylee doesn't seem to notice; her eyes are fixed on Simon with something approaching wariness.

By the time he's close enough to hear, she's worked her hands out of her pockets. A good deal of the anger's gone, too, leaving her holding herself with a little more care, and with the lines in her face pronounced.

Quiet: "I'm all right." Beat. "I'm sorry."

(She might be lying through her teeth about the former; the latter is -- fortunately or unfortunately -- sincere.)

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simon_doctor August 14 2008, 04:22:06 UTC
Her hands are bandaged, and the exhaustion in her face is enough to hurt.

"Kaylee ..."

He steps closer, holds out a hand.

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gonna_live August 14 2008, 04:26:31 UTC
"It wasn't in the original plan," she tells him. To hell with hands; her arm slips stiffly around his waist.

For a moment -- no more than a few seconds, if that -- she allows herself to relax, eyes closing, head nodding forward.

But just a moment; she pulls herself together, and glances toward the staircase, and keeps her gaze there. "This is gonna be easier upstairs." And that's a lot sharper than before.

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