Dinah was riding in the back of the Commandos' cart, reading her Advanced Forensics textbook, trying to stay on top of this week's reading. Well, trying to. Ulrich and Kirt kept asking questions. Mark was taking a nap, or pretending to. Samantha was up front, driving ( Read more... )

Dinah was singing.

"Six burglars, five break-ins, four gang members, threeee car-jack-ers, two muggers, and a stalker in a pine treeeeeeee."

Yes, it had been a busy week. [After a lovely trip a week agot to the Fyreborn Islands]

[open, but expecting one]

Dinah was going straight back to New Gotham as soon as her portal got here. In the meantime, after talking to Karla, and yelling at then talking to Lucivar, she was absently picking honey-pears off a small tree again, thinking. Yes, thinking. Not brooding! ... that would be silly.

( And that's what we have warlord princes like Morton for. )

Dinah was trying to relax in the gardens. Eating honey-pears. Last time, this resulted in a loud argument with Lucivar and then a really intense bout of hitting each other with sticks. This time...

( Cagematch: Lucivar vs. Dinah. Or, discussing Karla. )