Free Hugs, anyone~?

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Too much doom and gloom on the ship? Easily fixed, if you ask this mechanic.

There is a table in the mess hall, carefully set up just inside one of the doors, with a small sign on top reading, "Free Hugs!" Next to the sign, looking as smiley as she possibly can, sits Kaylee, ready to hug anyone and everyone who walks through the door.

Non-huggers beware, even you are in danger of some cheering up today.

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[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

A laugh is a laugh, even if it's a chuckle, and it means the kid's starting to loosen up some. That's good enough for her, really. "Definitely soundin' like my crew," she agrees. "We don't have big family-type meals often, but when we do it's like tryin' to control a pack of wild dogs. Table manners ain't much better for some of 'em."

[riseupnchargem.livejournal.com]

Oh, Jamie can sympathize. "Wild dogs at least have a kind of hierarchy, right? Bit and Leena both thought they were in charge. They fought over food all the time. Who got the first waffle, who got the last chicken wing... They're like a force of nature when they go at it. Or a natural disaster, maybe. Inevitable and uncontrollable." He's definitely a little more relaxed now, and kind of enjoying the chance to talk about home, even if the enjoyment is a little bittersweet.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

"Couldn't have put it better myself, 'specially when it comes to Jayne and his food. Don't even try gettin' in the way, he'll tear ya limb from limb if you do." The conversation has already done wonders for Kaylee. She misses home, misses her crew, and reliving the little moments with someone is relaxing and relieving. "I'd hate to see both crews in the same room. Now that'd be a force not even Mother Nature could handle."

[riseupnchargem.livejournal.com]

Jamie grins a little at the thought. "Yeah, that sounds like it'd be something to remember, all right," he comments. "Like a trainwreck. Gruesome and horrifying, but you can't help but be fascinated by the carnage. And you'll never be able to unsee it." He gulps down another quick mouthful of slop. "I'm betting Leena'd give your Jayne a run for his money in the end, though. She's got a way about her."

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

"That about describes it, yeah." Funny, how no matter what 'verse you came from, there were always people who shared strange little ticks and traits. "With Jayne? I might not doubt it so much. If it's between women and food, I got a feelin' he'd focus a bit more on tryin' to bed the woman than beat her in an eatin' contest."