fandomtownies | The beach, Thursday afternoon

Karla had been wandering the beach when she caught a familiar psychic scent. As much fun as idly tossing rocks into the water was, she quickly made her way over to the other girl. "Hey there, stranger," she said, giving Dinah and her water-whips a grin. "Haven't seen you around much."

Because Dinah had been the quiet, introspective one recently. Right.

Dinah let one long strand of droplets fall back into the ocean, and exuberantly said, "Hey, you!" She grinned and stomped over across the wet sand, and said, "I'm just waiting on Azula. Who's going to be cranky, but I don't care. Got to see Helena fight her on Sunday, it was awesome."

"Cranky, huh?" Karla asked, dimpling. "Shall I take it Helena won? I'm sorry I missed it, then." Seeing Helena fight would have been ~~hot~~ instructive. "Going on the trip next week?"

~~Close enough.~~ "I'm sorry you missed it too. I got to meet your Uncle Daemon, though. And Morton." Dinah reached for her hand to swing, and grinned. "And definitely. Tony and I decided to take our chances with new roommates this time. We'll see who I get stuck with. It might make the trip totally awful. Or way more fun. I mean, I got lucky to have you in my cabin, right?"

"Morton and Uncle Saetan? At the same time? And we're still friends? You do love me," Karla said, feigning relief. "I think they agreed to be as frustratingly male as possible. Uncle Saetan gave Chuck Bass yararah. Without telling him what it was."

It was a good thing Karla~~'s mun~~ had been too sick to get up on Sunday and so missed Morton and Emma waking up on the roof together.

"You're braver than I am," she continued, merrily swinging away "Emma and I agreed to be roommates again. I mean, we'll be sharing a cabin with six other people, so there will be plenty of chances to get to know folks that way--without discovering they snore, or take stuff without asking, or play really horrible music until the wee hours of the night."

"I'll just go sleep with you and Emma if they do," Dinah threatened, then brightened, "Which means they'll have Emma threatening their lives almost immediately. Bonus!" She grinned and said, "Of course I love you, and I think your uncle liked me? But wow, hard to tell. He does poker-face better than anyone other than Alfred. And Morton was teasing me in three seconds, so we got along fine."

And through their hands she sent, I have a date! Date date date! Jak didn't get scared away!

"It's true. You'll be back in your room the very next night and they'll be cowering on the roof to make sure you--or, Emma, really--aren't bothered," Karla said, snickering. "And Morton was teasing you? I'm not terribly surprised." She would have said more, but her attention was caught by a far more important topic.

*Date?!?!?* It was amazing how well squeeing came across psychic threads. *Telltelltelltell!*

Which nicely kept Dinah from having to admit how she'd told Morton all about how Karla was doing, and reassured him that he'd be contacted if needed. Yup.

"Hopefully it'll be someone nice, though. And there'll be six other people in the cabin in they're not," Dinah added cheerfully.

In contrast to the inner squee of Cafe Fina tomorrow! Helena and Barbara didn't intimidate him too much! Oh my god I have to find something to wear!

Oh, smart Dinah. Smart, lucky Dinah. She'd better hope Morton didn't let anything slip the next time they spoke.

"That's always true.And, who knows? Maybe you'll end up in our cabin anyway. Which would just be awesome in and of itself."

*Umm...umm...* A bit of panic on Karla's end. *I don't have to help with that, right? I'm not good at that stuff. I can tell you if you look pretty--of course you'll be pretty, you're always pretty--but I don't know anything about clothing or make-up!* She'd seen enough teevee to know that before a big date, female friends went shopping and picked out new clothes, but she was still REALLY BAD at that.

Dinah could run pretty fast, though.

"It would! Although the whole trip looks like a nature walk... Which I guess could be nice and relaxing?"

No, no. It's okay! Maybe I'll just go to Pixie Dust, find something new? Dinah's squee was now tempered by consideration, but still there. It was so cute how he asked me out! Cue mental image of Jak. Leaning. Trying to look nonchalant. I sound crazy. Calming down. Really! Maybe you can help with the jewelry? And aloud, "You will tell me if I look too goofy, though, right?" Because yeah, it would suck to go on a nice date and look like she was trying too hard. Arrgh.

"Bah. Nature, I hate it," Karla said, making a face. And completely lying through her teeth. Queens needed contact with the land. It was part of who they are.

*You don't sound crazy,* she sent with a burst of amusement, *You sound happy. Excited. Which you should be. And of course I'll help! I'm just not sure how helpful I'll be. But I'll be there, even if I just provide wine and chocolate for the girls who are being helpful.*

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"Meh." Dinah could take it or leave it. It never be her natural habitat, but beaches were awesome, and she was getting fond of the Rocky Bits here. She could spare a week in the middle of more of it.

Thank you, Dinah sent back. It's silly. But it's only the third or so real date I've had since I got here, and a couple of those really didn't work out. And yeah, not picturing Jack turning into Jill-- Karla would probably have real issues with that. So yeah. I hope this one goes well.

The taskmaster appears and she was frowning.

Dinah reacted with a grin. "Hi Azula!"

"Hello," she replied with a raised eyebrow. "Why are you so chirpy?"

"No reason!" Some reasons. LIke Jak and the date. Also: "You still okay after your match with Helena?"

Look, she had to ask.

Right.

"Of course," Azula said. It was like the arrogant smirk and voice was permanent. "I've had worse. The match held my interest."

Translation: Helena was better than she expected. Which was nice. It's been a while since she's had a real good fight. The one with Jaina was also good.

"That's good," Dinah beamed back at her. (Helena had said Azula had reminded her of Lady Shiva, and given Dinah a warning not to turn her back on her; then grudgingly admitted she was a good fighter, too.)

"I've been practicing," Dinah almost chirped. "Look!"

A slender strand of water was pulled from the ocean, hung suspended, then whipped sideways. "Still a bit slow. But my control's getting better."

Azula watched this with a detached expression then nodded, "I'm glad to see your practice has been paying off. I'm sure a few waterbenders won't even be embarrassed to be seen with you now."

Dinah gave her a wry look, then grinned. "Good to know they won't throw me to the wolves immediately when they meet me." She did it again, a little faster this time, the whipped it upward. "New Gotham City is on a bay. I probably won't get a ton of chances to use this, but-- there might be other people with fire powers, or metas using fire. Better to be prepared."

"Other people with fire powers?" Someone was intrigued. "Word of advice, student, water doesn't always kill fire. Sometimes it only makes them more determined."

"More that I've heard about than seen," Dinah said, then added, "Some of them can only light candles. It varies a lot." She made a face. "And we had one water guy who could turn himself into water and then try to drown you. I wish I'd known this stuff then, I could have arrested him, somehow."

At the mention of drowning, Azula's frown deepened. She really hated water. Still...

"A useful skill, knowing what this man can do you should learn to defend against it. Drowning is not a pleasant feeling."

Dinah had kind of suspected not. She gave Azula a sideways look, and nodded. "He's dead now. Helena used a flamethrower on him and he evaporated." Still. "But there could be others. Every meta's abilities are a little different." She pulled another strand of water from the surf, and made it form an S. "Then again, we have some people who are just invulnerable, and you'd have to be crazy to take them one."

"I know why I'm training," Azula said, raising an eyebrow, "and I know why I fight. Why are you? From your statements in our previous discussions you would rather fall in a dark pit than join the military and yet here you are falling all over yourself, sometimes quite literally, to train. Why?"

It was something that's been bothering Azula for some time now. From what she's observed this world wasn't in a constant state of war there was no need for the practice.

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