Every time Bluest thought she'd seen every stupid goddamn thing this island and its vindictive, childish gods could do, they went ahead and proved her wrong. She thought she'd avoided most of the people with annoying narrators following them around, but the girl stumbling inside the store (hangover, looked like--she recognized a hangover when she saw one) seemed to have her own annoying narrator.
Great. She didn't particularly like to eavesdrop unless she needed to, but the booming voice was a little hard to ignore.
"Not gonna find anything here." Bluest made a show of observing something on the shelves. Would be hard to just take something, with other people around. Looked like she had to actually buy it this time. "Probably need to be sleepin'." She gave the woman a quick once-over, and noted, nonchalantly. "You look like hell."
Kaylee did a double-take. The voice was off, but for a split-second she'd thought it was one of her crew standing in front of her, and her heart, as they say, leapt into her throat. Orrrrr that might've been the nausea kicking in. Cor, maybe she should've taken up Mr. McCoy's offer after all.
"Like hell, huh?" Tired as she was, poor girl, she still had the juice for a brilliant grin. "Well that's an improvement, 'cause I feel like go-se. Been sleepin' fer days, and it still ain't all outta my system."
She turned her attention from the new-old face to a curious bottle in front of her. Some kinda drawring on it, looked like a chap having a little nap. "If all this stuff in here ain't medicine, what is it?"
Bluest didn't smile back, but her good eye softened a bit. Kid was kind of funny, didn't seem as gloomy as some of the other Offworlders she'd met. Bunch of downers, most of them seemed like.
She grabbed the bottle in one quick, dexterous movement, and idly threw it up in the air and caught it a few times before she took a closer look at the bottle. "Let me tell you a little somethin' about half the stuff here. Most of it is, excusin' my language, a bunch of bullshit. Take it from me, ain't nothin' gonna make you feel better but sleep and drinkin' a hell of a lot of water. I've had a hell of a lot of hangovers, and I've tried a lot to get rid of the damn things, so I know."
She placed the bottle back on the shelf and shrugged her shoulders. "Unless you want to waste your money, and there's a lot more you could be wastin' it on in this place."
"Well, fig'red it couldn't hurt tryin' some local remedies. I mean if they made you sick, this place'd be outta business, but if they don't do nothin' really, well, at least folks feel like they're gettin' taken care of."
Little Kaylee smirked with a twinkle in 'er eye. Not the simple girl most people passed over with a glance, this lady. She appreciated the, ah, voice of experience, I s'pose, from th'other woman, but more sleep was definitely right out.
"So what about the other stuff that don't fall under 'most of it'? I mean, you're lookin' fer somethin', aren'tcha?" Immediately regretted that one - something in her fellow shopper's face very strongly reminded her of Zoe's classic don't-question-me stare that'd make even the Captain back off sometimes.
"How d'you know about them??" Oi, easy, I'm in your head, remember. Wish I could still pull a face like that - seemed more effective with the old bone structure.
"See ya, and thanks!" Kaylee called after her. All in all, not a bad bit o' detectiving for havin' a split head an' a rapidly worsening case of dehydration.
"Uhhhh...thank you? Hey, least I gotta start now." Oh yeahhh, certainly quite right! Not knockin' good starts 't all, me. They do make all the diff'rence. Well, mostly. Welllll, sometimes...hello what's this?
She gave the shelf another quick look-over and picked up a home-brewed elixir for something-or-other, quite in spite of her new informant's advisement. I s'pose Kaylee had a point, tho' - couldn't hurt to try. 'Course if I were really here I could just give it a taste an--
"Aw quit yer gorram jawwin' already!! Oh..." ...she made conciliat'ry gestures at the very-much startled clerk. "Not you, I was just...yeah, um, I'll have one a' these please."
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Great. She didn't particularly like to eavesdrop unless she needed to, but the booming voice was a little hard to ignore.
"Not gonna find anything here." Bluest made a show of observing something on the shelves. Would be hard to just take something, with other people around. Looked like she had to actually buy it this time. "Probably need to be sleepin'." She gave the woman a quick once-over, and noted, nonchalantly. "You look like hell."
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"Like hell, huh?" Tired as she was, poor girl, she still had the juice for a brilliant grin. "Well that's an improvement, 'cause I feel like go-se. Been sleepin' fer days, and it still ain't all outta my system."
She turned her attention from the new-old face to a curious bottle in front of her. Some kinda drawring on it, looked like a chap having a little nap. "If all this stuff in here ain't medicine, what is it?"
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She grabbed the bottle in one quick, dexterous movement, and idly threw it up in the air and caught it a few times before she took a closer look at the bottle. "Let me tell you a little somethin' about half the stuff here. Most of it is, excusin' my language, a bunch of bullshit. Take it from me, ain't nothin' gonna make you feel better but sleep and drinkin' a hell of a lot of water. I've had a hell of a lot of hangovers, and I've tried a lot to get rid of the damn things, so I know."
She placed the bottle back on the shelf and shrugged her shoulders. "Unless you want to waste your money, and there's a lot more you could be wastin' it on in this place."
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Little Kaylee smirked with a twinkle in 'er eye. Not the simple girl most people passed over with a glance, this lady. She appreciated the, ah, voice of experience, I s'pose, from th'other woman, but more sleep was definitely right out.
"So what about the other stuff that don't fall under 'most of it'? I mean, you're lookin' fer somethin', aren'tcha?"
Immediately regretted that one - something in her fellow shopper's face very strongly reminded her of Zoe's classic don't-question-me stare that'd make even the Captain back off sometimes.
"How d'you know about them??" Oi, easy, I'm in your head, remember. Wish I could still pull a face like that - seemed more effective with the old bone structure.
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"Uhhhh...thank you? Hey, least I gotta start now." Oh yeahhh, certainly quite right! Not knockin' good starts 't all, me. They do make all the diff'rence. Well, mostly. Welllll, sometimes...hello what's this?
She gave the shelf another quick look-over and picked up a home-brewed elixir for something-or-other, quite in spite of her new informant's advisement. I s'pose Kaylee had a point, tho' - couldn't hurt to try. 'Course if I were really here I could just give it a taste an--
"Aw quit yer gorram jawwin' already!! Oh..." ...she made conciliat'ry gestures at the very-much startled clerk. "Not you, I was just...yeah, um, I'll have one a' these please."
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