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[a_lioness]

[OOM: Alanna and Peter in Tortall, Part the Second*The front door opens halfway, and someone tosses several small bags and packages on a nearby table. Two large, rectangular packages are leaned carefully against a chair. Moments later, Alanna and Peter enter, looking weary but relatively happy. Together they set the last of their belongings down

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[abtruse_wiggin]

"I need a drink," Peter announces suddenly. "Something with a lot of caffeine." He sort of feels like he's going to collapse right here. That? Bad.

[a_lioness]

I wouldn't mind some coffee myself. Would that do? *Hopping up on a stool, she smiles at him.* Legs hurting any?

[abtruse_wiggin]

"If you mean the sort of mind numbing pain of tiredness, no," Peter says wearily, sitting down. "That sort of went away a few minutes ago."

[a_lioness]

Hmmmm, I meant from riding. *Ordering two coffees, Alanna absently reaches over and links her fingers through his, using her Gift to ease the ache and give him some energy. She has gotten used to this over the last week, and barely even flinches at the residual headache.* It's odd to be back. Odd, but good.

[giftedthom]

Well, well, well.

[abtruse_wiggin]

"Let me guess. You want your gift." Peter says, refusing to admit he's glad to see Thom.

[giftedthom]

Yes, exactly.

*So he pushes right past Peter and throws his arms easily around his sister.* Hello present. He been treating you well?

[a_lioness]

*Alanna stares at Thom with wide eyes as Peter speaks and bites her lip. Grunting in surprise, she clings to her brother and exhales slowly, determined not to blubber all over him.

She mostly succeeds.*

Hullo. Of course he has. I'm not so sure he feels like I've been treating him very well, but we both survived.

How are you?

[faithful_slayer]

Oh look.

Alanna has a Slayer attached to her shoulder.

Pesky, that.

[a_lioness]

*That depends on your viewpoint. Alanna grins at Faith and gives her a hug.*

Good evening, Faith. Goddess, it's good to see you. I trust you've been keeping the patrons in line?

[faithful_slayer]

Faith laughs softly. "Best I can...it's not the patrons I've been having trouble with lately."

She raises her face to Alanna's, her expression troubled. "Do you have a few minutes?"

[a_lioness]

Oh? *Alanna tilts her head and looks distinctly worried. She doesn't like the look in Faith's eyes at all.* Of course, I do. I have as many minutes as you need. What's the matter?