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It was mid-day. Dalia had taken off from work. She didn't give Andy much of an explanation, other than "I have an appointment." It was the only time she knew for sure her father would be out of the house. With a sigh, she got out of her car and headed up the walk toward her childhood home. A moment later, she knocked on the door, not wanting ( Read more... )

Dalia walked down the steps of City Hall and over to a bench on the corner where she and James were supposed to meet. They hadn't made concrete plans - she didn't know where they were grabbing dinner or if they'd do anything afterward - but it had been a few days and they both wanted to see each other, so they'd agreed to meet ( Read more... )

Dalia woke up and looked at the digital clock on the nightstand in James' bedroom. 11:15am. She vaguely remembered him leaving for work several hours before that - around 8 or so. She'd stirred, he'd kissed her cheek and told her to go back to sleep, stay as long as she wanted. Dalia smiled at the memory as she leaned over to grab her phone from ( Read more... )

She hardly remembered the drive back into the City. All Dalia could think was that she needed to get home. She needed--to be away--away from that laboratory, away from the table with the restraints...away from the Cranes, her sister included.

Dalia parked in front of the apartment building, not entirely realizing that it wasn't her home she'd ( Read more... )

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It was only after James left - very early that morning - that Dalia remembered she was supposed to have met Helena the night before. It wasn't like she'd missed a crime or left the Huntress in trouble in any way. But they'd set aside a night of strategizing...and Dalia completely forgot.

She was not looking forward to going to the clock tower ( Read more... )

[Set after the initial metagene conversation w/ the Cranes.]Dalia arrived at the clock tower a bit later than she usually did. She'd spent a long time thinking about what to say to Helena. In the end, the truth was best, as quickly as possible. She hadn't realized Uncle Jonathan would ask so many questions...and she should've known her mere ( Read more... )

Dalia stared at the proposal pages spread out on Andrew's desk, her eyes wide with disbelief. "You can't--actually be considering this," she shook her head ( Read more... )

"Metagene--that stuff is real? You--your mom--you have that?" Dalia looked even more curious than when Helena had taken off the cowl.

"My mom, me. Your dad, you."

Helena seemed almost surprised that Dalia hadn't really heard about it before. Then again, she'd spent quite a bit of time researching it while deciding to become the Huntress.Dalia was ( Read more... )