A Private Dining Room, The Estate, Glacia

[glacial_queen]

The small dining room that Karla had set aside for her 'out of town' guests to dine in tonight was one of the ones they hadn't gotten around to denuding of Ludmilla's and/or Hobart's horrible taste in decor yet. Karla had chosen it deliberately, figuring her friends might get a kick out of how completely hideous it was. Everyone knew that extravagantly tacky surroundings aided digestion, right?

Well, Karla was a Healer. She's swear to it, anyway.

And, who knew? Maybe she'd give everyone a souvenir or something! 'I came to Karla's coronation and all I got was this ugly figurine.'

This was how they knew she cared!

Tomorrow was for long, boring speeches and painful formality. Tonight, she was looking forward to just hanging out with friends, having a good time, and threatening to make people sleep in some of the bedrooms that had thus far escaped redecoration.

Any question where Glacia's treasury had wandered off to?

[Open for pretty much anyone who wanted to be invited for the coronation that's absolutely not happening tomorrow! Up early for mega SP, because SP is wonderful. NFB for off-island shenanigans.]

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[weldedtomyspine]

"I'm betting he's going to suggest finding a different dining room," Jaime smirked.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"He so wouldn't be wrong." Dinah was craning her neck to look at the ceiling. "What are those things up there, imps? Rose-pixies?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"Who knows? Actually, don't answer that. I'm not sure I want to know someone who knows what most of this is, or why anyone would want it..."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"It's like the evil marriage between QVC and and a home garden catalog was crashed by Vegas." Dinah snickered and helped herself to a cup of punch. "See, this, I could see happening in Fandom. One day you wake up, and the dorms are like this." Horrifying.

[weldedtomyspine]

"Yeah, but that's Fandom. It's not supposed to happen off the island." He shook his head. "It says worrying things about Karla that this room even exists." Just sayin'!

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"That she hasn't cracked and taken an axe to it yet?" Dinah gave him an amused look. "Just that her sense of humor's getting weirder, I think."

[weldedtomyspine]

"An axe would definitely be an under-reaction. I was thinking a flame-thrower." Jaime shook his head, but grinned.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I want one of those." Dinah sighed.

[weldedtomyspine]

"Oh, yeah, because you're going to find someone crazy enough to trust you with a flamethrower."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah gave him a grin. "Someone who doesn't know me very well, maybe?... I've been good this year, Jaime. Don't I deserve to get what I want?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"Not if you want a flamethrower!"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah stuck a tongue out him, and grinned. Talking about getting what you wanted made her think of other things, and she looked away, then back, smile quieter. "So I talked to Priestly."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Yeah?" Jaime asked, his own smile sliding partially away as they turned to more serious topics.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah shook her head minutely. "He's, uh... not in the same place." She was quiet a moment, then said more lightly, "Never say never, but maybe I should date around s'more."

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime's first response was to pull Dinah into a hard hug.

"I'm sorry," he said softly into her ear.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah hugged him back, and nodded. Then she sent, so no one else could overhear: Thanks. It's just one of those things, I guess. It still hurts, though... but I'm glad I could tell you.

[weldedtomyspine]

You can always tell me, he thought back at her. Is there anything I can do? Take you on a vacation or something? Distractions could help.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah smiled wryly, then stepped back, speaking aloud. "I was thinking of visiting El Paso, before Christmas?" That would be kind of an awesome thing, yeah. "Know anybody I could stay with?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"I might know a few people in that part of the country," Jaime allowed with a wry smile in return. "I could ask around, if you want..."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"If they make empanadas, that's even better, and I'll help," Dinah offered, grinning a little.

[weldedtomyspine]

That grin. That tone. For just a second Jaime felt a surge of all those emotions that had drawn him to Dinah in the first place, years ago. Her brightness. Her strength.

He couldn't help but laugh and shake his head. Some part of him thought that Priestly must be a little crazy.

"Well, I do hear that there are at least a couple of places in or around El Paso where you can get empanadas. Or even the ingredients to make them. But that might just be a rumor."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Just like you could have all kinds of mixed-confused feelings for your best friend, but appreciate that your ex was a sweetie. (And cute. But so very, very taken.)

"Well, you get back to me on that. As soon as Finals are over, I may be buying a ticket."

[weldedtomyspine]

"You know, there's also this girl I know who would be really upset if she didn't at least get to offer you the chance to sleep on her incredibly comfortable floor," he pointed out with a chuckle.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"With her adorable kitty... and yeaaah, I'll tell her too." Maybe a night or two at Momoko's, if she weren't studying for Finals too. "Since I know she wants help with her homework."

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime grinned. "But if you do get tired of the floor, I think I know someone who's got a guest room..."