Carriage House, Room 10, Sunday afternoon (for Milieux)

[niceborders]

Ivanova lay back on her bed with her knees up, absently running a small metal cylinder through her fingers. She had been looking at the small collection of photos next to her bed - one of her and Blair, one of the command staff of the station, a small smiling one of Maia . . . and the moving photograph of her and Tonks with their arms around each

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[faithfulchosen]

Faith knocked on the door. "You awake?"

[niceborders]

"Fast asleep," she replied, rolling her head to the side to smile at her.

[faithfulchosen]

Faith smirked and turned. "Well then, I guess I'll come back later." She chuckled. "You wanna come do some sparring with me?"

[niceborders]

"What an offer." Ivanova held out a hand. "Get back in here for a minute."