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The Boards, Thursday Afternoon - Crew Meeting/Workday

Anyone entering the theatre might think it was empty, if Fiyero and Geoffrey were not around. If you stood on the stage, though, you'd hear the sounds of someone walking above you. And occasionally, banging and swearing.

Tony was working in the flies today, doing some of the repairs Dinah and Hinata had flagged for him. He'd head back down to the stage when people showed up.

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Dinah came by later in the afternoon, after having stopped by J,GOB for some coffee to share, and called out, "Helloooooooo!"

"Hiii!" Tony called down from the flies. "Gimme a sec, I'm almost-" CLUNK! "okay, that'll work. Be right down." He climbed down and walked over to her.

Edited 2009-02-06 02:07 (UTC)

Dinah sat down on the apron, and opened up her own mochacchino, licking the whipped cream off the top. "Take your time!" she called back, dangling her legs in the orchestra pit. After a moment, she added, "I can TK you if you fall, but yell first!"

"If I fell, I'd definitely be yelling," Tony said. He emerged (safely) and sat down next to her. "How's it going?"

"Aside from it being Funny Special Hat Day, fine." Dinah gave him an amused grin, not too bothered about her headwear by now. "Got in a good spar. Might go shopping this weekend." She took a sip of her mocha, thinking of other things, then asked, "You? Getting stuff done?"

Tony took off his hat and shook the dust off it, then put it back on (having given up earlier on trying to get rid of it.) "Keeps the dust out of my eyes, at least," he said. "We should be able to use the flies in this show, which will be awesome."

"Cool. More F/X! More scene-changes! More... what else more?" Dinah asked, wondering. "That's pretty cool though, all by itself."

"Well, we can do a whole lot more with the lights," Tony said.

"Still very cool," Dinah decided, handing over his coffee. She slurped a little more of her mochacchino, and leaned back on one hand, kicking her feet and thinking. She looked around, not seeing any squirrels. Or any bats, who might talk to them. "Tony? Can I ask you something? About Tuesday. Not what you said, but, um. Something someone said to me."

"Sure," Tony said, accepting the coffee gratefully.

She pulled her legs up to sit tailor-style on the stage, and took another sip of her drink to cover her expression. "Ronan sort of, no, definitely said, that uh. He'd like to have sex with me. I mean, definitely enough on Truthy Day that I don't think he was just kind of rambling like guys do sometimes." She cleared her throat, not looking at him. "If, and it's a big if, but if I wanted to take him up on the offer, sometime... would you, um. Be okay with that?" She let out a breath.

Tony nodded slowly. "Yeah," he said. "Ronan and me, it's not a serious thing. " He took a sip of his coffee. "I didn't know you were into him."

"I'm... well, if I said I'm not, that would be an exaggeration. I don't know him that well, but he seems really cool." She looked down at her hands. "And he's a telepath too, so I figure, if we had sex," her voice got a little strangled on that sentence, "He'd know, um. How to make sure it wasn't... weird. And you said that it was good with him, and..." Dinah sighed. "I've just been feeling really, really inexperienced lately."

"You're only sixteen," Tony pointed out. "You don't need to be experienced yet."

"So are lots of people! I've had one boyfriend who dumped me, we only got to-- and four not-even-really-lesbian kisses," Dinah interrupted herself, not willing to admit how far she and Matt hadn't gotten. She looked up, meeting his eyes. "Everyone else is having sex, okay, not everyone, but it seems like it. I was going to wait for the 'right' guy, but Tony, what if that's a really, really long time? Like, when I'm thirty, or something?" Connor Hawke's words were just not going away for her any time soon.

Tony shrugged. "You don't have to wait for the 'perfect' guy or whatever, but do you really want to do it just to get it over with? I'm not trying to get all Very Special Episode on you, but what do you want?"

Dinah grimaced and took another drink of her coffee, and muttered, "I want to be twenty-four and have had sex already. I want..." She glared at him, and took another lick of her whipped cream. "To know what I want."

So much for Plan A.

"Well," Tony said with a smile. "I guess that's a start."

Dinah made a face, unable to keep herself from smiling back. The hat probably helped.

"So, yeah." She poked him in the arm. "Ex-boyfriend? Hundreds of years older? Lots and lots of older guys? Did you figure this all out before you had sex?"

Tony groaned and covered his face with his hands. "I hate this island," he declared.

Edited 2009-02-06 03:11 (UTC)

Dinah grinned and tilted her head to peek at him. The bow bumped into her eye. "Tonyyyyy. Telll meeeee. Ex-boyfriend! I have to live vicariously through my wiser and more experienced friends!"

Tony sighed. "Okay, okay!" He dropped his hands and picked up his coffee again. "My ex-boyfriend's a guy named Henry and yeah, he's lots older than me. But he's hot," he added quickly. "Not like wrinkly and stuff. Anyway, I lived with him for about two years before I came here."

"Wow." Dinah blinked, not having expected that. "Jen was engaged. But it didn't sound like it was for long, and she's a senior. And now you... two years?"

Because that math seemed... a little off.

Tony picked at the plastic tab on his coffee lid and looked out over the empty seats in the audience. "My parents kicked me out when I was thirteen," he said. And yeah, she could probably do the math on that one.

Tony was 17 now. He'd been at the school a semester or so, and two years with Henry the Older Hottie, and... Dinah looked at him, picking at the coffee cup, and bit her lip. "So you were on your own for two years, before you met him." Which kind of put any thoughts she had on Henry and much-younger guys to the side.

Tony nodded.

She wanted to ask questions, but somehow found herself saying, "The first time I ran away I only made it to my best friend's house. They brought me back after the weekend and we didn't talk about it at all."

"The first time?" Tony asked.

"I was ten." Dinah frowned a little, remembering. "The next time I was twelve. Made it out of town. Two weeks in Branson. Pretending my foster parents were just around the corner to people who asked, swiping stuff." She looked at him, wondering, then said, "How... how did you get by, when you were thirteen?"

"However I could," Tony said softly.

Yeah. She really didn't need a word-picture there. Dinah looked out over the audience too, thinking.

"I got out of Missouri and away from them last year. Sixteen months ago now." She reached for her coffee without looking for it, and took a sip. "I maybe almost died, my second night away from there."

"I'm glad you survived." Tony gave her a small smile.

"I wouldn't have, if Helena hadn't shown up. That's how I met her." Dinah smiled back at him tentatively. She looked down into her cup, poking at the last of the foam with one finger. "Could've been the other way around. Me on the streets two years. You helped within a week."

Edited 2009-02-06 04:47 (UTC)

"Maybe," Tony said. He couldn't even imagine what it would've been like to meet Henry his first week on the streets. "I'm glad you didn't have to go through all that, at least."

"Yeah." She tilted her head. "I'm sorry you did. Not... 'oh wow, so sorry,' but just: it sucks. You know?"

"It was rough at first," Tony admitted. Understatement. "But I don't even know who I'd be now if it hadn't happened. Or," he added after a moment, "if I hadn't met Henry. He's the one who talked me into trying for my diploma."

Anything Dinah would ever say about Henry got squashed right there. He got Tony off the streets, and into school. The rest of it was between them as far as Dinah was concerned.

"I hope I get to meet him sometime." She was quiet a minute, then admitted, "Barbara's the one who really took me in. Helena didn't want anything to do with me."

"But Helena introduced you to Barbara?" Tony asked.

"Iiiii... might have followed Helena to the next place she went. Which was Barbara's," Dinah said, looking down. "And snuck in, then got caught. Barbara felt sorry for me, and when she found out I was meta, felt like she had to keep me out of trouble. Helena wasn't too thrilled about that."

Tony smiled. "But you grew on her?"

"Yeah," Dinah said, more cheerful now. "I hit somebody for her. She respects that." She grinned, then sobered again. "This has been a really weird, crazy year, with some terrific and awful stuff in it. I don't know where I'd be without them either."

Tony lifted his coffee towards her in a toast. "To friends," he said. "And luck."

"To the future," Dinah answered, tapping her coffee against his.

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