Jul 08, 2011 18:32
[Kaylee's found some old machinery. Who's surprised?]
[She's walking around it. Looking it up and down. Trying to figure out what it's for, all these broken, rusted pieces of junkyard scrap. Her fingers brush the iron]
Come on. Talk to me...
[Anyone from around here could tell her mutie territory's not the best place to go all mechanical detective. Then again, nobody's around]
firefly: kaylee frye