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Lord-Governor Kang ([personal profile] governorkang) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-04-04 09:37 pm

It's five o'clock somewhere!

It was easy to find the Drunken Dragon Tavern, due to the train, and the fact that a good portion of the crew was familiar with the establishment and could point the way. Kang knew that there were a few already planning on stopping by, and that Kaylee could use the help. He also wanted to get more information on the new people, see who was likely to cause problems (Farseer Ildraniath already had) and who wasn't. There were a few he hoped would show up, as well.

Feeling a little happier than usual, despite the Farseer, he took care of business as usual, being sociable and refilling drinks.

[Open post is very open. Feel free to talk to either Kang or Kaylee, or both, or to threadjack (with permission, of course)!]

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"That I have no idea," she said ruefully. "At first I thought it might be things that would be of use here. But it's just a mix: personal files, random instruction manuals, some newsfiles (but nothing recent enough to be useful), variant pornography, recipes. I can't think of any situation where I'd just grab all this data and not include anything specific to where I was going. No schedule, no work assignment update, no mission statement, nothing."

She scowled at her waterglass. "I get the impression that I lost some time, between what I last remember on Earth and being brought here. It's not a pleasant sensation."
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[personal profile] bonnypiperlad 2011-04-11 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Aye, I'd not think it would be," Jamie agrees. "It sounds as though ye almost were just grabbing whatever ye could to save it. Like, if ye were in a fire and ye had to take what ye could and go."

It's probably not exactly that - after all, if she has 54 of these things, she must have had a least a little time to pull things. But it definitely seems to him as though it was something done in a hurry for the results to be that random. Although another option does occur to him, and one finger taps his lips as he thinks about that possibility.

"You're sure they're yours though, and not someone else's ye might have gotten by mistake?"