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[wizard_redfive]

[ Filtered to Hard Harry ]

Didn’t feel up to broadcasting?

[Don’t think she didn’t notice.]

[ End filter ]

 
[Dairine is in the kitchen, making herself some late night hot chocolate. Odd, but not that odd, right?

Yet anyone who knows her well can probably tell that something is off. Her eyes seem a bit distant, and her frown is more pronounced than usual. Something seems to be troubling the young wizard.

Care to join her?]

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[squartatore]

[it isn't as if they've been around each other enough for Sayaka to notice anything off in particular, but she is in the kitchen as well, fiddling with a jar. Darine gets a glance in her direction to pass for greetings]

[jetset]

[ jet doesn't know her, and doesn't realise anything is amiss, but he does smell something unfamiliar and good. good-naturedly: ]

Hey. What's that?

[peeta_bread]

[Peeta runs his fingers through his hair. Another nightmare. They were becoming his constant companion.

He yawns, blinking in the harsh light of the kitchen.]

Dairine?

[blue_sniper]

Dair? [He's down here because he's actually still awake. The best time to get food and everything is at night.]

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine looks up from her seat at the kitchen table. She answers simply:]

Hot chocolate.

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine blinks and looks towards the voice. ...Ah.]

Hey, Peeta. [She gives him a little wave.]

[wizard_redfive]

[It takes her a moment, but Dairine returns the glance. Oh, hi there.

She gives Sayaka a silent nod of acknowledgment before returning to the task at hand. Yum, hot chocolate.]

[wizard_redfive]

Hmm? [Dair glances over towards Bucky.]

Oh. Hi Bucky. Coming down for a midnight snack?

[blue_sniper]

You can say that. What are you doing down here this late?

[squartatore]

[when the top refuses to give, she turns her attention away to what little activity is happening in the vicinity]

...Hot chocolate at this hour?

[forbiddenfriend]

[A soft rumbling comes from a Nightfury as he skulks up next to Dairine. She hasn't said a thing, and just from body language alone, he can tell something's up.]

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine shrugs as she stirs the cup.]

Yeah. Why not?

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine gives a little shrug.]

I was thirsty.

[jetset]

Chocolate? [ he peers. ] I thought that stuff was a snack. I didn't realise you can drink it too.

[blue_sniper]

I don't believe that for a second, Dairine. Now what's bothering you?

Dairine

[hard_talker]

Nnnnnope. Fuck it.

[squartatore]

Eh, 's your choice. [her bff has juice, that's just as weird to her. She'll open a cupboard to put the jar in] Marshmallows?

Hard Harry

[wizard_redfive]

The meeting went that bad?

[It's barely a question. Dairine might not have noticed anything particularly wrong with the meeting (other than the bickering but hey, that’s to be expected in a group that size), but the responses have been VERY troubling.]

Dairine

[hard_talker]

Sarge is one of the most dedicated people I know. Completely and totally committed to making sure everyone's asses are safe.

And she walked the fuck out.

So, yeah. It's that bad. And it's all my goddamn fault for writing up those stupidass rules that nobody wants anyway.

[wizard_redfive]

[Oh yes something is definitely up. Lost in thought, Dairine doesn't even notice the dragon's approach - odd for someone as observant as her. She just continues stirring her drink.]

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine does what she wants. She doesn't really feel up to sleeping right now anyway.]

Sure.

[wizard_redfive]

If you melt it in milk or water you can.

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine stares at him for a moment, then sighs.]

Can't hide anything from you, can I?

[peeta_bread]

[He wanders over to the cabinets and starts searching for the tea.

He glances over at her with a frown.]

Something troubling you?

[squartatore]

[some rummaging later, a bag of marshmallows drops onto the counter behind her]

There we go.

[and then she's off again, looking through the cutlery drawer]