007-- going through the motions

[nodifferentfate]

A: diner ;; morning

[Padmé can be found seated in one of the booths, eyeing a menu with a mild expression on her face. Those dark circles under her eyes? More from stress than just lack of sleep.]

B: mayfield high ;; afternoon

[Marking papers handed in by droids is never an exciting prospect due to the fact that none of their opinions really differ. But the mundane task is actually pretty enjoyable for Padmé's current situation, so she's buried in work behind her desk.]

C: 1127 taylor road ;; evening

[Outside on the front porch, Padmé alternates between pacing and leaning against one of the banisters. One hand rubs tiredly at her eyes, while the other rests over her japor snippet.

Has she taken that thing off ever since getting it in the mail? The answer is no.]

Comments

[nodifferentfate]

Cream please. [She lets out a small sigh.] Is it that obvious?

[wrench_and_ruffles]

Gotta be able to read people if you're takin' on passengers.

[nodifferentfate]

Are you a pilot of sorts?

[wrench_and_ruffles]

I'm a mechanic on a spaceship. Cap'n usually puts me in charge of rustlin' up passengers if he's plannin' to take 'em.

[nodifferentfate]

That sounds like quite the job.

[And she totally wouldn't have pegged you as a mechanic.]

[wrench_and_ruffles]

It's great! Serenity's a great girl. She's an ought three Firefly, and those'll fly forever long as you know how to treat 'em right.

[She's gushing just a bit about her baby]

[nodifferentfate]

I'm afraid I've never heard of that style of ship, but I'll take your word for it.

[wrench_and_ruffles]

Most folk here ain't even used to people livin' on spaceships at all.

[nodifferentfate]

I suppose it's understandable. There are many different worlds out there. [Offers a light smile.] I'm Padmé Amidala.

[wrench_and_ruffles]

I'm Kaylee Frye. It's good to meetcha.

[nodifferentfate]

Likewise.

[She likes the pleasant conversation, it helps distract her from... well, everything.]

How long have you been here for, Kaylee?

[wrench_and_ruffles]

'Bout six months now. Still ain't sure what any of it means.

[nodifferentfate]

[Gives a small laugh.]

I highly doubt anyone is.

[wrench_and_ruffles]

Least there ain't been any sign of Reavers since November. Hope they don't even bring them back.

[nodifferentfate]

Reavers? [Her brow draws together.] What are they?

[wrench_and_ruffles]

They live out near the borders, back home. What we had here weren't quite like 'em. Reavers don't leave survivors.

[nodifferentfate]

They sound... dangerous.

[wrench_and_ruffles]

They are. Weren't somethin' I really wanted showin' up here... or anywhere.