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[not-so-magical.livejournal.com]

With a sigh, Kaylee turns on her--Spencer's--tablet, and does her best to offer a smile up to the citizens of Taxon. While Spencer's body is looking plenty tense (at least she's made it back to the ranch, that's gotta be a plus), his clothing has probably never looked so relaxed. T-shirt, jeans, no vests or collars or ties...

"Alright, this is Kaylee, callin' for a sound off. Who's who? And does anybody know where Malcolm Reynolds, River Tam, 'n Tony Stark might be findin' themselves in all this mess?"

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[not-so-magical.livejournal.com]

"Seems that way. And she's," Kaylee points to Illyria's body, "she's in yours?"

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[notabluemeanie.livejournal.com]

Yeah. And acting all high and mighty about it. Says I'm too soft and vulnerable for her. Me.

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[not-so-magical.livejournal.com]

If the circumstances had been halfway normal, Kaylee might have made a Teddy Bear comment here. Seeing as they aren't, however, she just offers him a halfway-decent smile. "Just ain't had the chance to really get to know you, s'all. She'll come to her senses."

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[notabluemeanie.livejournal.com]

Kaylee's comments do have a mollifying effect. He sits down on an arm rest, but then has to adjust because everything feels so different.

"I feel like I should be sporting a cape, or a goddamn whip in this outfit."

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[not-so-magical.livejournal.com]

"Is it as hard to move in as it looks like it might be?"

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[notabluemeanie.livejournal.com]

"It's pretty damned tight, I can tell you that." He responds with a faintly amused grimace.

"What's it like suddenly growing a pair." What? He's curious.

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[not-so-magical.livejournal.com]

Oh. That. She's been trying to avoid thinking about it, thanks Casey.

Grimacing, Kaylee makes an uncomfortable shift. "Can't cross my legs for lā shǐ, more aware of my pants than normal, and I ain't so sure I'm lookin' forward to learnin' how this bathroom thing works..."