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[liarandice]

Out of nowhere, there's a young, pretty blonde woman. Looking confused. Very confused. Which means that if you've seen her before, she looks a lot more vulnerable than she ever has before.

And she's quite literally staring around her, but then again, it's a little unnerving when you open the door to your bedroom and are suddenly on a ship. Not

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[rainbringsroses]

April smiles hesitantly. She's not looking her best - rather pale and like she's somewhat ill - and she's bundled up in a sweatshirt and a blanket despite the fact that it's not all that cold. But she's friendly anyway. Or, as friendly as you can be when you're going through withdrawal.

"Hey there."

[liarandice]

Unfortunately for April, Alison recognizes her -- only vaugely, not enough to place the name or anything, but enough to know she's one of Roger and Maureen's friends.

And because of how this night has gone so far, she can't stop herself from snapping, "If you're planning on insulting me too, can we get it over with? I have more bastards to deal with, I'm sure."

[rainbringsroses]

April pulls into herself some - everything is sort of raw right now and being snapped at by someone she doesn't know isn't helping much. April doesn't recognize Ali, but figures, after a moment's though, who she must be.

"I wasn't going to." she mumbles. "But if you'd like me to you'll have to come back later - I'm not exactly up for it right now."

[liarandice]

Ali doesn't know quite what's wrong with her, but there's obvious something is.

She's not the type of person to interfer, however.

"Thank you, then," she says, with a stiff nod, and leans against a railing with her arms crossed over her chest, not looking quite open to conversation.

[rainbringsroses]

April hesitates. "How's Benny doing?" she asks.

It'll probably be a less-biased (or at least differently-biased) answer than the one she got from Roger.

[liarandice]

Shrug. "Fine. Busy as he always is." Ali doesn't much like to talk about her husband.