http://on-her-korhal.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2008-01-30 02:42 pm

The Junkyard, Wednesday Morning

There was artificial light filtering through the dawn in the junk yard-- Sarah Kerrigan's newly-stolen dropship had an open airlock and blue LEDs flashing in gentle warning along the side.

Inside, she sat on the floor, her legs crossed as she worked a string of cables she'd just pulled out of the side of one of the panels. Frowning in concentration at the damage, she blocked out everything including the headache as she worked.

[ open for all your Kerrigan and/or junkly needs ]

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Yesterday there had been a mention of spaceships. River approached the dropship, following the lights, and quietly slipped through the airlock.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
River moved closer, her mind quiet, reaching out a hand to tap Kerrigan's shoulder.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
River let out a giggle and pulled her hand away.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nice ship." River patted the wall. "Show me?"

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Better than nothing." River leaned over the controls, running her fingers over them.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
River glanced at her, raising an eyebrow. What kept you?

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
River nodded, not questioning that. Now?

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Her words got a wide smile in reply and River sat down on the chair next to Kerrigan's.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
River's eyes followed Kerrigan's fingers, memorizing the movements and guessing their purpose. "Every ship is a personality. Every flight is a dance."

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"With more enthusiasm," River noted, then let out a giggle.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
The giggle turned into laughter, not because River questioned Kerrigan's words but because they were here, together, flying.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Stars." They belonged here, both of them, and better together than alone.

[Sorry for SP!]

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
River turned her head to look at Kerrigan, waiting for her to continue the sentence.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sometimes you can. Temporarily." River kept her eyes on Kerrigan. I want to go with you.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Temporarily," River repeated. "Better than nothing." Yes, past the moon. This ship was faster than the Acorn.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
River caught that sadness, and it was mirrored in her own face for a brief moment. Then she turned her gaze towards the stars. "Destination?"

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not of major importance," River replied, head tilted.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-01-30 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Looking at Kerrigan again, River grinned. "Might as well."

[Have to go for tonight now :(]