<div class="floatleft">(http://i375.photobucket.com/albums/oo191/Gunmetal_Discord/Catgirls%20and%20Rayguns_zpsma7rzco0.png)</div>“That woman is like a hurricane.”  Kaylee mused partly to herself, laughing softly as she waved to Diane as their affectionate Captain princess carried her off to more comfortable surroundings.  On one hand, she really wasn’t sure that she was feeling particularly celebratory at the moment, too many things were still up in the air.  On the other, things could have gone much worse and they were still alive, doing something so life affirming was kind of tempting in its own way.  She rolled the notion around in her head for a moment, idly looking up at Sera out of the corner of her eye.<br/><br/>“Hmn…” she murmured slightly, turning to face her fully and grabbing hold of one of her armor clad arms with both of her own slender limbs, giving her a comically exaggerated pull that failed to budge her in the slightest.  “C’mon Sera, let me help you out of that tank you insist on wearing.  I can’t imagine it’s too comfortable.”