On most days, tracking Claire Bennet down is no easy task. With each passing month, the restlessness that's been planted in her chest upon arrival has been growing worse, leaving it impossible for the blonde to stay in her room for long. With her newfound vulnerability comes a rush in everything that she does, the leaping and jumping that Zuko's been helping her with, the waves crashing around her as she tries (and often fails) to surf, and even in her friendships. But today, the sun teases the island from behind lingering clouds in the sky, and the intermittent shade tempts Claire to take a day off, lounging on her bed with Mr. Muggles sitting directly on the small of her back as she flips through various biology books
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Chris immediately looks to the floor as he walks in, just cos that's how it is with Anwar. Most of the time, Chris just lets him hop about, and if he's not careful, there's a chance he'll get stepped on. That'd be just the thing, wouldn't it? Accidentally squashing a frog named after one of his best mates.
"He hasn't got like... a leash or something?" Chris asks, though he knows the question's a mental one anyway.
"You expect me to keep him on a leash all day? Chris, this dog is used to getting carried around in my mom's arms like a prince. There's no way he'd be willing to stay on a leash unless it was for a dog show," Claire waves her hand dismissively, flopping down on her bed with a light bounce. "Besides, I'm more worried about you than him. Muggles can handle himself. Sometimes I think he trips people on purpose."
Laying down on the sheets, Claire's head dipped slightly over the edge of the mattress, where she fixed her gaze on Chris curiously. "So what's up?" Claire asked, holding out a hand to usher him closer.
He knows what Claire's talking about, of course. Maybe he wishes she'd forget about his brother's grave or the day she'd found him there, though he knows it's mental to think it can happen. But today's not about that, and Chris hasn't come to find her to bring it all up again.
She gestures for him to come closer and he plops down on the mattress next to her like it's the easiest thing in the world. Maybe everything's not quite how it should be, but he's convinced that this party's at least one step on the way to setting things straight again for everyone.
"Do you... have any idea how to make a throne?" Chris asks her, "You know, like... for a King?"
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"He hasn't got like... a leash or something?" Chris asks, though he knows the question's a mental one anyway.
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Laying down on the sheets, Claire's head dipped slightly over the edge of the mattress, where she fixed her gaze on Chris curiously. "So what's up?" Claire asked, holding out a hand to usher him closer.
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She gestures for him to come closer and he plops down on the mattress next to her like it's the easiest thing in the world. Maybe everything's not quite how it should be, but he's convinced that this party's at least one step on the way to setting things straight again for everyone.
"Do you... have any idea how to make a throne?" Chris asks her, "You know, like... for a King?"
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