Backdated to the 7th

[wizard_redfive]

Who: The Callahan sisters
What: Musings over people lost
When: The evening of Nov. 7
Where: Dairine's room
Rating: G? I doubt it would reach anything higher than PG


As evening approached, Dairine could be found working at her desk, going through the notes she had collected on Paradisa. While Dairine had gotten in a few spots of trouble recently, she still was feeling unusually happy. Her sister was here! In Paradisa! She had so many people she wanted to tell (and others that she would need to warn to back off). Dairine had put off making an announcement for the first week or so since she was still adjusting to the change, but she was going to do it! All her friends needed to hear about this!

She turns on the radio to see if Hard Harry has made the connection between their last names yet. However, when the time hits, she does not hear Mark's usual banter but Chell's. Her heart drops, and she turns off the radio. She probably should have guessed Mark was gone after last week's strange broadcast, but she hadn't gotten a letter or anything. Was that song really all he and Nora had left her?

Well, no. It wasn't. There was the radio. That green polo shirt from her first Christmas here. Nora's TARDIS painting. Still, no goodbye stung. She had really wanted to introduce them to Nita. Now she wouldn't have a chance, just like so many other friends she made here. Bucky, Steve, Alan, Peeta, Clint, Bunny, Toothless... Dairine hasn't even reached two years in Paradisa, yet many of her friends have long gone. With a sigh, Dairine pulls open her desk's drawer and takes out her most recent goodbye letter: Phoebe's. She moves over to sit on her bed, next to the stuffed rabbit toy Steve had gotten her. Phoebe also probably would have liked to meet Neets. They had a lot in common.

'At least she's back with her sisters,' Dairine thinks ruefully. How ironic that the moment Dairine gets her sister back, so did they.

Comments

[inlifesname]

Dairine had been quiet this evening, which usually spells trouble. This time, though, when Nita checked in, she didn't find her sister neck deep in some insanely complicated wizardry. Instead, she was just... sitting quietly.

Not a good sign.

Nita crossed over to the bed and sat down next to her sister.

"What's up, Dair?" It's said casually, but there's that worried sister tone hiding in the background.