ext_213586 ([identity profile] voiceofserenity.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-01-04 10:13 pm

It's that time again...

There are few things in the 'verse Kaylee can't stand. One of them, obviously, is that wonderful little group made up of people like Early and Niska. Another is insults to her ship. Possibly the biggest thing on the list, though, is seeing sad and lonely people, mostly because she knows there isn't much she can do to help outside of offering a friendly smile and shoulder to lean on.

Or, in this case, offering free hugs.

Once again, Kaylee has settled herself down at one of the tables in the Mess Hall with her 'Free Hugs!' sign. Even if hugs aren't wanted, the mechanic is also perfectly willing to lend an ear for a nice chat or just some company for a little while. Anything to boost morale.

No problem.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Always up to scratch a friendly back."

She hadn't mentioned that, had she? Apparently not. "No, I mean that I'm not human. I can pass, but my race is the Living People, from Fle. The Vizsnunishne are multispecies mercenaries, but there were only a few humans signed in. And, well, I was stranded on Earth before I came here, for hundreds of days, and I really had a hard time."

She held out her arms hopefully.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-01-10 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Anwei hugged back, deliberately not squeezing as hard as she could - she only did that with people she was certain could take the strain. But to be hugged, to be touched again - she'd missed this. So much.

"Thank you," she muttered into Kaylee's shoulder. "It's just - I was stranded, and then I was here and I thought I was rescued, but everything's worse instead of better."

No crying, she told herself firmly. You start crying now and you'll never stop. Cry later.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-01-12 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Simple help is the best, Anwei had learned. The little things, the small kindnesses, carried more weight than most people could ever bring themselves to believe.

"Yes, I - I need to keep going. I'll remember that. Thank you again - and let me know next time you put out your sign, we can share the work!"

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-01-14 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thank you, I'll start my back-scratch finger-limbering exercises now." She wiggled her fingers in demonstration. "And if I have trouble with getting help in Engineering, may I call you?"

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-01-15 01:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, that and the comm ring," she said, holding up one hand to show both. Actually, there was a question that Kaylee could probably answer, if she was in Engineering.

"Do you know how long the recording cycle is for the ring, and what depth it scans to?"

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-01-18 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry, it's the office worker in me," Anwei said. "Reporting functions are always at the front of my mind. I'll find someone to ask."

"But I should let you get back to your hugging. Thanks again - and I hope to see you in Engineering soon."

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-01-18 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right. And if your arms get tired, I'll help out," Anwei called as she moved away.