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WHO: Seras Victoria, Kaylee Frye
WHERE: Kaylee's apartment at the MAC
WHEN: Saturday March 3rd after sunset.
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Seras brings the Harkonnen over for Kaylee to have a look at and see if she can make a new one.
FORMAT: Para

It took Seras a little bit of time to request the truck from dispatch, but in the end she got it in the end. It wasn't as if she was taking it out for personal use. Replacing the Harkonnen was police business. So what if the other officers couldn't use it? That was probably always going to be the case for any weapon made specifically for her. Still, maybe she'd look into something a bit smaller that used more common ammunition, but then again if she changed caliber it wouldn't pack the same punch. Maybe she could just get it made shorter, then she wouldn't have to get a truck every time she wanted to move the thing in a vehicle.

Her arrival at the MAC cut her internal argument short and she walked into the back of the SWAT truck to get the Harkonnen. Looking at it was a sad sight. The barrel was bent well past forty-five degrees and the receiver had cracked. It shouldn't surprise her considering what had happened, but it still did. It had been with her so long now that it almost hurt to see it like this. Sighing, she picked it up and headed into the MAC finally setting it down outside Kaylee's door and knocking.

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Kaylee was all smiles when she opened the door, but that quickly faded into a frown: even without an attachment to the thing, it still looked like it'd been beat up something awful, and that was never something that sat well.

"Hey," she said with a wave, swinging the door farther open. "Let's get it inside."

Seras nodded and picked the cannon back up moving into the room and setting it down with a solid thud. While it might be in ruins the Harkonnen was still a hundred kilos. "Sorry it's such a mess, but you can see why I said it wouldn't be safe to just repair it."

"No, I can. How'd it get so wrecked, I mean, in detail?" Kaylee asked, wrinkling her nose as she looked it over.

Seras frowned, but didn't argue. Maybe she really could fix it. "I hit a Skrull with it when he was breaking the sound barrier and then it flew into the air and crushed a car."

Saying it now she was kind of amazed there was anything left of it.

"Wǒ de tiān a," Kaylee muttered. "How's that even..."

But then this place could be strange like that, she supposed. "Well, can you show me how the broken parts're supposed t'fit?"

"I think so." She bent down and started laying out the pieces of the weapon as best she could remember from breaking it down for maintenance. After about fifteen minutes she stood back and stared down at her work. It was still a mess, but it certainly presented a clearer picture on how everything was supposed to fit together. "Small of the smaller pieces probably got lost, but all the important bits are there."

Seeing it, Kaylee nodded again. "And whatever small parts're gone, I'm sure I could think up a way t'replace 'em."

"I hope so." Parts for the Harkonnen had always been a problem. It was the curse of having a truly one of a kind weapon. "How long do you think it will take?"

"I couldn't quite say," Kaylee frowned. She'd be able to rig something up, no questions, but she wasn't sure about timelines on such a unique project.

"Well however long it takes it will be worth it if you can get it shooting again." She could handle any vampires that popped up until then of course, but she would feel a lot better knowing she had her weapon to rely on.

"I know I can get it there," Kaylee said, trying for a reassuring smile. "Don't quite know how long, but I'll do my best."

I'll just have to trust you on that." She still didn't see how Kaylee was going to manage it. Still, she had been shocked when she'd found someone in the city capable of making a version of the Harkonnen in the first place so she tried to not doubt the woman. "The department might authorize me some funds if it's just for repairs so is there anything you'll need me to get before you start?

Well, it was Kaylee's gift from this place. Fixing things. Any things. Even if it didn't make much sense, she could manage it somehow.

"Lemme poke around a second," she muttered.

"Okay, let me just get out of your way then," Seras said taking a step back toward the door to try and give Kaylee the space she needed.

Chewing her lip, Kaylee began to examine the ruins of the cannon, murmuring to herself as she went.

"I think I got it mostly covered," she mused, "But I might need a couple things." Small pieces and parts she didn't have laying around, and she listed them off hesitantly.

Seras nodded. "Just let me know and I'll do my best to get them. If you can't reach me on the network you can always leave a message at the precinct."

"Sounds shiny," Kaylee said. She definitely had project-glow about her a little.

Shiny? "Alright then. I'll check in maybe a week from now if I don't hear from you?

Hey, that's just Kaylee for you. "Sounds about right."

Seras moved to the door and opened it. "See you in a week and thank you again for doing this. You've really helped the force out."

Following along, Kaylee turned her biggest smile on. "'Course. I'm glad t'help."

"Just wish more people felt that way." With a final nod Seras left the apartment and went to return the van to dispatch.