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It’s been a long morning of work on Serenity already. With her time split between Engineering and the Tavern, there hasn’t been much time recently for Kaylee to actually work on her own ship, and the poor old girl is looking (and probably feeling, by the sound of her creaks and groans) a bit neglected as of late. Kang understood perfectly well--he had to, with the way he worked on that tavern all the time--and gave her the time off she felt she needed to put a bit of TLC back into her baby.
The first part of her process is simple maintentance. Lines and connections are checked over, fluids are refilled or replaced, all of the lovely, normal, working-condition type things. Serenity hasn’t moved since who-knows-when, and there really isn’t all that much to fix up.
Maintenance done, Kaylee makes her way down to open the cargo bay doors in an attempt to gain some kind of breeze-like air flow. Leaning against the panel, she takes a good look around at the contents of the bay. It wouldn’t hurt to take inventory, just to see what all they have and don’t have. Unless Stacy grants them permission to fly around on their own for a while, the mechanic doesn’t imagine they’ll need too much, but it’s always nice to know exactly what all is on hand. It isn’t much of a job, but at this point she’ll take any excuse she can to stay with her ship just a little while longer.
She doesn’t right away, and when she finally picks a crate to start with her hand still lingers affectionately on the doors’ panel for a moment. It’s quick and almost unnoticeable gesture, but for anyone who has ever felt for anything, it’s recognizable as complete adoration.
With a smile, Kaylee slides the top off of the first of the crates, and takes careful note of its contents on the tablet in her hand before moving on to the next.
[[ OoC: Open to all in separate threads (unless people want to double up, and then let me know), but Eleven has dibs on first thread. After that, no order necessary :)
Cam, maps of the ship can be found here and here. I can also send you more if needed. ]]
The first part of her process is simple maintentance. Lines and connections are checked over, fluids are refilled or replaced, all of the lovely, normal, working-condition type things. Serenity hasn’t moved since who-knows-when, and there really isn’t all that much to fix up.
Maintenance done, Kaylee makes her way down to open the cargo bay doors in an attempt to gain some kind of breeze-like air flow. Leaning against the panel, she takes a good look around at the contents of the bay. It wouldn’t hurt to take inventory, just to see what all they have and don’t have. Unless Stacy grants them permission to fly around on their own for a while, the mechanic doesn’t imagine they’ll need too much, but it’s always nice to know exactly what all is on hand. It isn’t much of a job, but at this point she’ll take any excuse she can to stay with her ship just a little while longer.
She doesn’t right away, and when she finally picks a crate to start with her hand still lingers affectionately on the doors’ panel for a moment. It’s quick and almost unnoticeable gesture, but for anyone who has ever felt for anything, it’s recognizable as complete adoration.
With a smile, Kaylee slides the top off of the first of the crates, and takes careful note of its contents on the tablet in her hand before moving on to the next.
[[ OoC: Open to all in separate threads (unless people want to double up, and then let me know), but Eleven has dibs on first thread. After that, no order necessary :)
Cam, maps of the ship can be found here and here. I can also send you more if needed. ]]
