Tales of the Ice Harpy from Glacia

Talk about words that had her tossing her book and her chocolates aside and she jumped up to open the door. Ender didn't ask for favors often, at least, not those of a personal variety. His favors tended to be more along the lines of 'please don't threaten Topher in my defense' or 'please stop and think before doing something painfully stupid.'

...It was possible that Karla was trying to think if she'd done anything recently to make him ask for that kind of favor from her.

"Of course," she said, opening the door. Greetings and happiness about them being back could wait. "Come inside and talk to me."

Then, to prove that she wasn't always slow, she asked, "Did Luke do something stupid?"

IT WAS AN EASY CONCLUSION TO LEAP TO.

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Ender stepped inside, and then reached out and shut the door behind him. The less the squirrels heard about this, the happier he'd be.

"How good are you at healing scars?" he asked quietly, avoiding her question.

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"Karla?" Tara asked from the doorway. "I have a ques -- ooh, you have candy."

She'd wanted to talk-slash-brag about the Rebecca thing, but she was easily distracted.

[OOC: SP is my favorite.]

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Karla winced. That was not a question she wanted to hear. "I can do it," she said quietly, looking Ender over carefully. He seemed fine, which likely meant--

"It hurts, though," she said. "Scars means that the body has already healed. I'll have to reopen the wounds to make them Heal properly." Everything had a price. "I can take some of that pain onto myself, depending on the size of the scars in question, but if there's too much, I'll lose my focus."

And considering the number of scars Ben had anyway, for him to want to lose whatever new one he had acquired...

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"Kiss kiss, Tara!" Karla said, putting her book down. "And Happy Valentine's Day!" She held the box of chocolates out enticingly, "I'll be happy to share," she added.

Because Tara needed to be coaxed, yes.

"Come on in?"

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Ender sighed, and rubbed at his forehead. "Luke asked for help dealing with an old evil called Abeloth," he summarised quickly. "Ben wanted to help, so we went."

At this point, Ender no longer had the inclination to say no to that.

"Luke led us straight into a frontal assault on Abeloth and a large group of Sith. Ben was tortured briefly in the ensuing chaos. It's left... a lot of marks, and he's not dealing with them very well."

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"Happy Valentine's Day!" Tara echoed, going in and plucking a raspberry-centered chocolate from the box. She thanked Karla through a full mouth, then lowered her voice before speaking again.

"So, uh ... mind a little girl talk?"

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It had come to this; Emma needed someone to talk to, Kennedy wasn't answering her damned phone, and if she called Alex, she'd never hear the end of it. Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, it was Alex, but Emma had a witch-y friend who might be able to offer some perspective before she endured the good-natured (and lewd) razzing from Karev.

So, safely back in her dorm, she dialed Karla's number and waited for her to pick up.

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Karla had started facepalming as soon as Ender said, 'Luke asked for help.' By the time he got to 'Luke led us straight into a frontal assault,' she was groaning quietly and trying to hide her face with a pillow.

And her knuckles were white when he got to the part about Ben being tortured, however briefly, and the temperature in the room dropped significantly.

"I see," she said quietly, taking a moment to rein her temper back in.

"I am going to punch Luke in the balls if he shows up for graduation."

Because that was helpful!

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Karla's eyes lit up at that. "I loooove girl talk," she assured Tara, moving over so Tara could have plenty of space on the bed to sit down. The door closed itself, so no one wandering past the hallway would be able to listen in, and she gave Tara an expectant grin.

"Shaaaaare," she said.

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Ender... could not really begrudge her that impulse, actually.

He didn't hate Luke, but he was having some trouble reining in his anger. Which bothered him.

He watched her for a moment. Chose not to go into it. Yet. He had to be the sane one here, as he always was. "Ben has a checkerboard pattern going up his back all the way onto his face," he said. "He's said he wants to get rid of it. I thought I'd explore his options."

So Karla was the first healer he'd come to. If she couldn't do it, he was fairly sure their options were limited.

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Karla was right in the middle of an amazing chapter when her phone rang, but all thoughts of windy moors and forbidden loves were chased out of her head when she saw whose name had popped up on the Caller ID. "Kiss kiss!" she said, breaking into a giant grin. "Emma, hello! Happy Valentine's Day!"

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See Karla. See Karla inventing her own Serenity Now prayer. See Karla throttling back her rage at Luke and channeling it into something productive.

Ben needed Healing. That was vastly more important than planning to turn her Luke doll's head into a pin cushion.

"I may need to do it in shifts," she said. "Depending on how thick and extensive they are. But I can start with his face and work my way down. They're not too old, though he probably swam in bacta for awhile, which make things a little harder. But...I should be able to do it."

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Emma actually had to think about that for a second. "It is the 14th, isn't it?" she mused. "Happy Day of Copious Pink Decor, darling. Why are you answering the phone instead of using it as an excuse to have your Warren naked?"

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"Because Warren has been sent off to get me enough food that we won't have to move for a few days when he gets back," Karla said, because oversharing was how she rolled. "And now I'm upset that you've forgotten, because it means my delivery has not yet arrived."

Damn it. She'd have to call the company and complain.

"What's up, darling?" Karla'd thought she'd been calling to thank her for the flowers, but since that wasn't the case...color her intrigued.

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Tara giggled behind her hand, feeling far girlier than she normally did. "Okay, so ... y'know, I've been single for a while, right? So ... I went to the three minutes dates thing at the bar Sunday. M-mostly for something to do, right? And..."

And she needed another chocolate before she could go on.

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Karla was practically shoving chocolates at her. "...Aaaand?" she said, grabbing one for herself and devouring it like she would at a particularly suspenseful point in her book. "You met someone?"

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"Well, that's the thing," Tara said, sounding the tiniest bit conflicted as she took a caramel. "I mean, I kind of ..."

There was no kind of about it, Tara. "I mean, I did go home with somebody. A girl." Because that point needed clarification. "And, you know, it was fun, but ... um. I .. maybe don't know where it's going?"

She'd gone to breakfast with Rebecca. She was hot, but they weren't exactly soulmates.

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"Just a hypothetical question for my Healer and favorite witch," Emma replied lightly. "If I hypothetically woke up in bed with someone who is hypothetically normally male and of the werewolf persuasion, only wasn't male that particular day, how likely is it that the curse might have been passed through some quality time?" Not that Emma was exhibiting any symptoms, but it was best to check. And if she asked Ronan, he'd just innuendo at her.

Beat.

"And tell me you people had some gender issues a little while back, or I have even more to deal with on this end than normal."

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"A girl?" Karla squeed. Forgive her, Tara, she'd get to your main point eventually. But, "Eeee! A girl! Is she nice?" AHAHAHA, NO, KARLA. "Pretty? Fun?"

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"Guh." That was some nice imagery right there and the island was making her that much more appreciative right now.

Dammit, Emma! Now Karla had to drag her brain away from that lovely image and try to put it to use with thinking. Argh.

"Umm, that is, err, yeah, we had some gender shenanigans awhile back. Warren was a girl and...unf." She hadn't meant to make that noise in your ear, Emma. Sorry about that. "But, so, okay? So he was female and you two...enjoyed yourself!"

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"Um .... do you know Rebecca?"

So, no, yes, and it depended?

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At the other female's name, Karla's expression went through a few interesting contortions as she answered her own questions. A nose wrinkle for nice. A considering nod for pretty. And a thoughtful question over fun.

"I've met her," she said, though Tara had probably figured that much out. "I didn't know she liked females, though."

And that was a hasty chocolate into her mouth before she said something helpful like, 'I guess she just likes anything that has a pulse.'

Though she did ask around a mouth full of chocolate, "She was nice to you, though?" Because if she hadn't been--!

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