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South Dakota, another dimension, mid-evening
Dru was rooting around going through books, and Dinah really needed to check in now. Or this place would get a lot more crowded real quick.


[for BB, and anyone else who wants Dinah to check in already!]

Dinah hugged herself, looking back toward the window, where she could see Dru poring over books. "Yeah," she said very softly. "There wasn't enough left of him to bury, even if there'd been time. And she's still in danger, as far as we can work out. We can't convince her to leave." She rubbed her temples. "So. Yeah. Still here."

"How's she holding up?" He figured Dinah was more worried about Dru than herself, anyway.

"Stoic, now. Mostly. She was devastated at first, now she wants to find whatever did this to her dad." Dinah winced. "Which I totally get. She's researching through her dad's stuff now. But so far are only lead evaporated."

"Anything I can do from this end?" Jaime was, honestly, a bit out of his depth doing research on the weird at a distance. He usually needed the Scarab to give him a hand, and it only did things it could see for itself.

Dinah smiled, feeling better for the offer. "I don't know-- although, if you can look up dhampirs? At the library? This one guy who showed up-- I'd like to know more of what he might be." She was quiet a minute, then said, "It's been a while since I saw anyone die violently."

"Phones are bad for hugs," Jaime said, reaching his free arm out to the side and making a squeezing motion, "but I'm giving you one right now anyway."

"And, yeah, I'll swing by the library tomorrow."

Dinah's lips quirked up in a small smile. "They really are. Wish you were here so I could feel it for real. I'm sorry I booked out so fast. I had about ten minutes, or they were going to leave without me."

"Hey, that's life." Well, superhero life. But he understood.

And despite the way it had come about, he was glad she knew he did.

Dinah was kind of ridiculously glad that Jaime got it, and wasn't calling her reckless or crazy at this point. The words might apply, but they wouldn't help right now.

"Yeah. It is. I don't know when we'll get back. Soon, I hope." She looked out at the snow, and shivered. "I'm keeping you on speed-dial, in case this does turn into a 'need back-up and extraction now' kind of deal."

"Good." It wouldn't really make him worry less, but it was still nice to know.

"We're doing pizza when I get back," Dinah said. "Also, bowling. Or pool. Something like that."

A daaate. A definite one. You made plans, therefore, you had to show up for them.

"You have yourself a deal," Jaime grinned. She could probably hear the expression in his voice.

Dinah grinned back. "Next check-in, 24 hours. If I don't see you sooner."

"Don't be late," Jaime sing-songed. "I might get worried."

"Can't have that," Dinah teased. "The bad guys won't know what hit them." More dryly, she added, "Which I think is totally fair."

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