New Beginnings [Kara]

[Kyla Monroe]

[January 29th, 2523 - Docks]

A couple of stops and transport ships later Kyla and her apparent twin sister Kara had settled on Paquin. At least for the time being. It was a good place to lay low, like Persephone in a way but further from the core. There was a wide variety of folks here to go along with the unique atmosphere the planet offered as far as entertainments.

Kara's leg was almost all healed up thanks to her being forced to stay off it as much as possible. Kyla was a good medic in that regard, making sure her patient took care of herself. Sister or not.

Her sister had been up to something the last couple days and now it was being revealed. It was still weird to Kyla calling her sister, there were still no memories to match. Something inside of her reassured her though that Kara was her sister, it wasn't just because they looked almost exactly alike.

So here they were, standing at the docks in front of this..ship. Ky tilted her head to the side and looked the ship up and down. It wasn't speaking to the blonde, not like the Nico did. Her lips pursed slightly before she finally spoke. "Did you really use our money to pay for this Kara?" The medic's usual cheery demeanor wasn't exactly as normal today, she was a little worried about this ship. Hopefully she was just being a bit shy and that was why nothing was reaching out to Kyla.

The outside didn't look so good, making Kyla wonder about how bad the inside might look to match. Or was it worse? Not that she wasn't against the idea of them being on their own with a ship. Between the two of them they weren't rich of course, but she had hoped they could do better. She glanced at her sister as she walked over to the cargo doors, taking hold of one of the two handles. Waiting for her sister to come take the other so they could take a look inside.

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Outfit

[Kara Monroe]

Kara breathed in the air, her sister was finally seeing the biggest investment she had ever made. Sure the Rayya needed some work, and sure she wasn't the prettiest ship in the world, but she had character. She had life, she was beaten and broken down, much like how Kara felt now. The ship looked how the woman felt, broken and beaten, however, like a good ship, you get the right people, you can fix them up. Get them working again, and above all else, you can make them soar.

Over the past few weeks, Kara had almost regretted finding her younger sister, she was bull headed, wouldn't let her walk around. She wanted her to 'heal' and 'get better' and the like. Who in the world heard of a soldier 'taking it easy for a while'. However, all her Kyla's advice had been sound. She was getting better, and recovering faster than she thought she was going to, all thanks to her sister.

Sister, it was a word that she never thought she was going to be using again, who would have thought she was going to be able to see her sister, touch her, talk to her ever again. However, now wasn't the time, she had to show her sister her baby.

Kara watched her sister and followed her over to the cargo bay doors, the doors groaned at first, but they managed to get them both open and step inside. Kara had been cleaning the inside of the ship for days, the cargo area was full of supplies, beds, bedding, and parts that she knew they needed through out the ship. It would take time, and help to get it back into shape.

"Yes, I paid money for her, she was at a reduced price, but try to look past what she is, and what she could become." Kara took in a deep breath and smiled at her sister, for once, she was the one with the delighted grin plastered on her face. "This is the kind of ship that will be with you until the day you die. Just look at her, she's amazing. We just need to get a pilot that know's what he is doing, and a good mechanic to get her back up and running again..."

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outfit

[Kyla Monroe]

Kyla by no means was a powerful woman, especially when compared to Kara. She did her best though to pull her weight with things, this door was no exception. Her face squinted at the loud groan that escaped the ship as they opened it up.

She listened to her sister's words as they walked into the cargo bay. Kara had definitely been busy, there were already a large amount of supplies and alot of cleaning had been done. It was a good start. A smile found its way on her lips in return to Kara's. As the words continued her eyes went back to wandering around the ship.

There were some bars on the catwalk that were rusting away, they would need to be replaced. A slight laugh escaped Kyla's lips, "Til the day you die? I think that's because it's a deathtrap.." She nodded her head at another couple of rusted bits, except this time it was part of the stairs. "She is quiet, eerily quiet Kara. Ain't sayin' nothing to me at all..' There was a pause as something else her sister said clicked into place. The blonde turned back to face Kara, 'Wait, get her back up and running again...so she ain't running now?"

Something else they would have to spend money on no doubt. They might get lucky though and not need an entire new engine or something crazy. Neither of them were mechanics, at least she didn't think Kara was. According to her sister, Kyla was the one who had been the bookworm while Kara was the one who took the interest in the physical activities.

[Kara Monroe]

Kara held her grin as she looked around the ship, she touched little panels as they walked, and nodded at her sister's words. She never thought this ship was a death trap, a little rough around the edges, but none the less, she was beautiful. She needed love and someone to take care of her. That, and, Kara felt it would be a good thing for the two of them to do together. Sure they would need help, but it would be a good bonding experience for the two of them. Working together, side by side, and making a home, someplace for the two of them to be, and when Kyla finally found a man to make her happy, and after he passed Kara's requirements, someplace where they could have family. They would be safer on the move than stuck in one place. This, this was going to save their lives.

"Rayya isn't a death trap, she's just a little rough around the edges..." Kara rubbed one of the railings some rust flaked off into her hand. "She's just shy Kyla, give her time, she'll open up to you too." She rubbed her hand against her pants, and then she heard Kyla say something about getting the ship up and running again.

"No, not so much, but she will. She's just waiting for the right crew."

[Kyla Monroe]

Kyla watched her sister curiously, really they were alike. This was one of those ways, the Rayya talked to Kara, the way the Nico had to Kyla. Sure it sounded a bit weird, there was no literal talking of course. It was hard to explain if you didn't understand already, it was the vibe of the ship. The atmosphere, the way it made you feel. At the moment she wasn't feeling overly hopeful about the Rayya coming around to her, but perhaps time would tell.

A slight grin crossed her lips, "Well I guess we will need to find a good mechanic first off. If anything there should be some good shops around, but they'll probably cost us."

There looked to be alot of work in store for the twins, alot of it wasn't even going to be a mechanic's job. Just general repairs and replacements, not to mention cleaning. While it looked like Kara had gotten started, this was a big ship. "Any crew lined up at all yet?"

[Kara Monroe]

Kara smiled, her sister seemed to cave in a little, willing to take a chance on this ship. Then again, what other choice did she have? "On this planet, Mechanics are not an problem, just the amount they cost." She was being honest, but what else could she be? Things would work out in the end, they always had for Kara in that way. Lady Luck has a way of providing better than any plan she could have come up with.

Then Kyla asked about a crew. Kara smiled a little and put her arm around her sister and pulled her in close as they looked up over the Rayya. "Well, I have a great medic lined up." Kara tried her best to hold in a giggle as she looked over to her sister. She didn't have a crew, at least not a complete one yet.

"All we need now is a pilot and a mechanic." Kara let go of her sister and ruffled her hair a little and motioned for her to follow as they walked deeper into the ship. "Oh, watch out for that, I think something was living in her at one point." Kara turned and winked at Kyla, it was a small, not that good joke, but the humor was present.