http://meimeichanic.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] meimeichanic.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] playinginsand2007-05-05 09:26 pm

[AU: Kaylee in Eden]

This ain't Persephone.

Kaylee ain't exactly sure what this place is, but it ain't Persephone. And that wall with "Eden" written on it, that ain't Serenity, which it should be, seeing as she just left her.

"Uh..." she hazards, rotating around slowly, checking out her surroundings, her smile fading with worry. "Cap'n?"

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-09 10:03 am (UTC)(link)
Wash.

Pulling his t-shirt on over his head, Sokka smiles and offers his hands to help her up. "Don't worry," he says again, reassuring her. "I'll send you back home."

When she's dressed and standing, anyway.

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-09 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nice to hear," Sokka replies, laughing. Once she's up, hands are occupied: one in a pocket, the other resting at the back of his neck. "Trust me, if you weren't so worried about your captain, I'd be trying a lot harder to get you to stick around."

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-09 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
He blinks and Sokka looks at her again, quiet for a moment. He can't imagine why any Kaylee would have trouble believing she was beautiful (or very, very talented) but he hopes, at least, that Simon managed to fix that in Apocalyptica.

Or wherever it was that they started sleeping together.

He does the best he can, just in case, leaning forward to kiss her cheek and replying with "Of course."

Except that she's going and there is, so far as he knows, no way to get back.

This, somehow, doesn't stop him in the slightest from grinning like a fool when she asks him to believe, nodding once. "Now, now, don't get my hopes up - now you're just being cruel."

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-09 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
This time when laughter bursts from Sokka, it's accompanied by a red tinge to his dark face. "I'd say the same for you except I had a lot of fun being ridden."

Which is why he didn't protest to being thrown on the floor.

"...though if you do manage to get back, I think we should really finish the experiment with the wall."

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-09 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
He wrinkles it for her and then just goes back to grinning, tightening the tie in his hair. "Don't forget - it's wood with a copper casing, not copper with a wood one. The friction will set the whole thing on fire if it's backwards."

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-09 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I don't want your boat catching on fire and get my name spread through the whole universe as the idiot that made you explode."

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-09 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"...well, that... doesn't really make me feel better at all, really." Smirking a little, hands sliding into his pockets, Sokka leans back against the wall. "Don't die, okay? Promise?"

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-09 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, continue to fail at it, then."

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-09 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
She's got his hand a moment later, out of his pocket and curling around her fingers as he nods and pushes off the wall. "Sure. You don't have to do anything but stand there. Real simple."

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-09 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Could've fooled me!"



"...in a sexy way, not in the vaguely insulting way that sounded like."

He's just going to lead her outside quietly now.

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-10 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
Frowning slightly, brows drawn together in thought, Sokka's still holding Kaylee's hand as they near the machine. "Yeah, I know... I'm just paranoid about the battery bypass. I know it's like a zero-percent chance it'll blow up without the flux, but if that goes, it'll be months before I can figure out how to make a new one."

A blink and he pauses beside the machine, eyebrows rising as he looks at her. "...now you're just being mean, teasing me with shop talk."

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2007-05-10 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
His chin tilts for that kiss, and he smiles, squeezing her hand once before releasing her.

"You, too, Kaylee. No exploding now."

A switch is flipped and as the machine hums to life, Sokka settles his fingers over a small button.