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trans_92010-09-17 08:52 pm
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The Repair Job [closed]
"Oh no," Woody said, feeling around the vicinity of his neck to see what'd popped there as Kaylee spirited him away. He couldn't tell how many stitches it was, but there was some fluff sticking out. Had the fabric ripped or was it just a popped seam?
"How bad is it? Is it bad?"
The doll was still trembling a little, after nearly having his head torn off. How he could tremble without muscles, who knew, but he could.
"How bad is it? Is it bad?"
The doll was still trembling a little, after nearly having his head torn off. How he could tremble without muscles, who knew, but he could.

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Woody looked around, and hopped down from the table to a bench.
"Where exactly are we? I haven't been around the whole ship yet--too much ground to cover."
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She stepped aside, allowing him a betting look of the enormous room. "Ship Bay. Anything from cars and motorcycles to space ships down here. That one's mine," she added, pointing out Serenity nearby.
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Wow, would you look at these things? Like in the movies and on television.
"That one, right there? That's your spaceship?"
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Sturdy-like.
"Oh, Buzz would give up his moving parts to see all this."
Spaceships and such.
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Buzz is a name she hasn't heard before, though, not applied to anyone here.
"He another toy?"
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