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May 25, 2009 00:06

When he sees the restored skimmer, Simon stops in his tracks. The suitcase he's towing bumps into his ankle; he barely notices.

"Kaylee," he says, starting to smile. "It's lìngrén jingyì."

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gonna_live May 25 2009, 04:21:16 UTC
The 2478 Gran Camino Real is a hulking beast with a long back end and a bulbous cab up front that slopes to a point. This variety's the one with the jump seat; this is a cruising mobile, not a family car, and it's painted a deep cherry red.

She leans against one of the back fins, small smile playing on her lips. "Talkin' to a couple buyers. Got to make sure they treat her right, though."

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simon_doctor May 25 2009, 04:26:40 UTC
He starts moving forward again.

"Definitely," he agrees. "After you put so much work into it...."

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gonna_live May 25 2009, 04:29:46 UTC
"And take her to St. George down at the yard for maintenance, too. That's the other part of the agreement. And there's nobody better for the Camino in the city, neither."

Kaylee rests a protective hand on the back hood. "So. You able to fly standard? Or do I get to teach you while we're gone?"

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simon_doctor May 25 2009, 04:33:46 UTC
"I can fly standard," he says. "...It's been a little while since I have, though."

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