thatsamilkshake | Room 505, Friday Evening

"I don't know what it means -- but Katchoo does, and she won't tell me."

"What?" Dinah put her glass down, looking dismayed. "Wait, why would she know, and did she at least tell you why she wouldn't tell you?" She paused, running that sentence through her head again to check if it made sense. It did, but the situation didn't. "That's ridiculous!"

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"That's where we get to the part where I walked in while she had her shirt off." Francine smiled wryly. "She knows because she has one too."

Dinah paused, remembered that they were both guys at the time, wondered if that made a difference, and pushed it away as really, really irrelevant to focus on: "Wait, how-- that's. Wait." Stop, pause, put facts together. "She has the tattoo. Other-you in Vampire World, she has the tattoo. Now you have it as a brand, after a magic dream where you kept your magic and Katina talked you into it." Right. Okay. So. "This is not the kind of thing she gets to hold out on you on! It's way too all over the place and important!"

"That'd be what I said." Sort of. "Um, yelled. In the middle of the big screaming fight we had."

"Which started with you seeing her tattoo, and asking a reasonable question about it, and Katina... just clammed up?" Dinah checked, frowning. "Okay, if she's embarrassed about it for some reason, I get not admitting it, but not when you've got the same one and it's obviously really really important." She paused. "Hunh. They really match? Like, exactly?"

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"Like exactly, except for hers has colors." Francine nodded. "She said she didn't want to talk about it. And a bunch of other stuff that was basically talking around the part where it stops being none of my business when it shows up on my skin."

Dinah shook her head, troubled. "Did you try to talk to her about it since then? Has she calmed down a little?" Okay, it was Katina, so, calming down not so much an option, but still. Had to be better than the first screaming match.

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"I would except for the part where she left town before I got back in the morning to go God knows where." Francine gave a wave towards Katchoo's empty bed.

"The same place as before, when we were in Smile Time?" Dinah guessed, frowning. "She just left a note then, too. Did she at least say when she was going to be back?"

"She never told me where that was, either, so who knows." Francine shook her head and tossed up her hands. "This time her note she said she'd call, but she hasn't yet, and she left Thursday morning."

Dinah gave her a look of real sympathy, and held out another cookie. "God, that sounds frustrating." She shook her head, biting her lip, thinking. "She was so worried when you guys were gone, I'd think-- well." She blew out a breath. "Maybe she didn't have time. Or the phone's not charged. Or..." Could be anything, really. "Or something." Which was Not Helpful. "Sorry."

"I'm getting used to it." No, she wasn't. Francine broke off a piece of cookie and nibbled it slowly. "So um. Yay, that was my month, how's yours been?" Yes, she'd left out the thing at the party. Because it seemed a little detoury and not at all because she was still sorting out what she thought about it herself.

"You sure you want to hear?" Dinah checked. "Because most of it's .. well, I think it's good stuff, but some of it's confusing, and none of it is as weird or worrying as yours. Just, you know. Boy stuff." She paused. "And training with Azula, which is its own kind of confusing."

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"Azula? She's in Ethics with me. Kind of Asian-but-not?" And yellow-eyed. Like-Merlin-but-not.

Dinah nodded, breaking off a bite of cookie to chew while she thought. "I can't remember how we started talking, exactly, but she offered to train me to use my telekinesis better-- oh right, we were in the gym, first week." She swallowed. "Anyway. We're working on this really intense flexibility and strength regime-- she has me running with ten pound weights on my legs, and climbing and avoiding paint balloons." Dinah made a face, then slowly took another cookie, but didn't bite into it. "And working on using the TK as a weapon, with water, and earth. Like, how to make it more effective." She looked at Francine, who was maybe someone she could say this to without it being taken wrong, or being ordered to quit training with Azula. "Only sometimes she completely creeps me out."

"Ten pound weights?" Francine repeated, making about the same face. "Sounds like the evil buttless training woman from hell who showed up that week that the other island was here. ...Uh. Before you got here. That would creep me out too."

"Evil buttless training woman from hell?" Dinah repeated, falling over laughing. "Oh, my, god..."

"It was awful! She dragged me into the gym and forced me to like exercising!"

Dinah was still giggling, and handed over another cookie. "Here, have some medication." She grinned, then shook her head. "Azula's-- not that bad." She paused. "Possibly a little crazy, though."

"What's so creepy about her?" Francine asked.

Dinah stopped, and tried to pin it down. "It's when I do something well, with the telekinesis, she gets all... loomy." She leaned close to Francine and squinted her eyes, then smirked like Azula did. "That's very interesting, Dinah," she said, imitating Azula's near-purr. "Verrrry interesting. Can you run up a wall, as well? Can you make a whip from water? Next time, you should explode the sand under my feet. Why would you pass up an opening like that?"

"Aaaagh!" Francine backed away from that face. "Stop it. Now you're creepy!"

Dinah snorted, and leaned back, herself again. "You see? I don't get why she does that, exactly. Or why she's training me. I'd think she wouldn't want someone else to get better." Especially after that dunking in the ocean. "I mean, I love learning the new stuff, but I keep wondering what she's up to."

Francine thought about that. "Well, why does Arthur train you? Maybe it's the same reason."

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