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Karolina Dean ([personal profile] solarhippie) wrote2013-04-17 06:07 pm

Room 414, Wednesday Afternoon

Karolina was finally back from LA. She'd been called in last Monday afternoon, and the week had been busy, between the gang looking for their parents' secret hideout and fighting random criminals who seemed to have been flocking to the city now that he Pride was gone. But at least they had a new Hostel now, underneath the La Brea tar pits. Goodbye venice Beach and being cramped inside Leapfrog all night, even if it was... admittedly a bit creepy to hang out in your evil, dead parents' old lair.

It had been good to be in LA, but it was nice to be back in Fandom now too (and not just because there was a date thing that had been rudely postponed by various factors, although that was pretty good too). Karolina hadn't taken much personal stuff with her, mostly food and whatever else her friends needed, so she didn't have a whole lot of unpacking to do now that she was back.

And having done that, she flopped down on her bed with a magazine. Fifteen minutes, or maybe a half hour all to herself seemed reasonable.

[ooc: Open door, open post, some SP likely while I have a Skype meeting, la la la.]
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-17 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
If Liara had known that Karolina meant to find time for herself, she wouldn't have chosen now to show up. Or she would have apologized profusely for doing so, at the very least.

But she did not, so she wound up in Karolina's doorway. "You're back," she said. "I'm glad."
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-17 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's all right," Liara said quickly. "You... would not have enjoyed being here last week." A pause. "May I enter?"

Yeah, she was going to keep asking that forever.
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-17 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Most of the island's population was displaced to an underground complex of some kind," Liara said, strolling into the room. (Okay, one day she would start wandering into people's rooms when she liked, but that day was about sixty years into the future, so...)

"I was relieved to find out you weren't there."
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-17 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"It is hardly your fault," Liara pointed out, slightly puzzled. "We all made it out alive. That's what is most important."

She had been fine, for the most part, so that clearly didn't explain why she wanted to give Karolina a hug.
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-17 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Liara hesitated.

"Can I sit down?" she asked finally. "Next to you, I mean."
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-17 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Liara slid into place next to her. And... well, maybe if it had been That Week, she would have stepped over her natural reservation more quickly to hug Karolina-- but not today.

"Where did you go?" she asked, quietly curious.
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-17 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah," Liara said, her brow knotting up with concern. "Is everyone all right?"
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-17 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"At least something good came out of last week," Liara sighed. "It seems circumstances conspired to keep us from dinner."

Subtle broaching of important topic: accomplished.
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-17 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Of course," Liara said quickly. Because it would be a crime if Karolina thought that she didn't want to. "I... was going to ask if you would like to reschedule. To... tomorrow, perhaps."
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-18 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
Liara nodded to herself, as if confirming to herself that this was actually happening now. "Do you have a restaurant preference?" she asked. "...I hope you aren't allergic to anything--"
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-18 09:25 am (UTC)(link)
"I... am not sure which type of human cuisine caters to that," Liara said uncertainly. "Sorry. I hope that doesn't offend you."

One day, she'd stop flailing. One glorious day.
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[personal profile] fewer_explosions 2013-04-18 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Then how about we meet at the entrance to the dorms," Liara said finally, "And we can make our pick as we walk?"

How did dates work?
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[personal profile] arsenicmauls 2013-04-17 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, check it out, another visitor! This one was making herself known by rapping lightly on the doorframe with her knuckles.

"Hey, Kar. You alive?"
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[personal profile] arsenicmauls 2013-04-17 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay, good," Gert said, leaning in the doorway. Liara asked permission to enter; Gert avoided that whole thing by leaning against the doorframe like this was her room. "Victor and I were kind of hoping you skipped this one. The past week sucked."

Waaaait. Hold on a second.

"...What were you doing in LA? I thought you didn't want to go back."
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[personal profile] arsenicmauls 2013-04-18 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Gert was almost positive that Karolina had said that, but... well, Gert.

"You did?" That was very real surprise on her face. "Was everyone okay? Chase and... everyone?"

Ahem.