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The Roof, Friday evening

Other people's cognitive dissonance aside, Dinah was finding the latest weirdness totally amusing. Much better than fighting demons or being a vampire. She still had stuff to think over from both those interludes, but at least today was being a good distraction.

Right now she was practicing her air-walking on the roof again, though, and actually doing pretty well at it.

[ooc: totally open, especially to those cognitively dissonant today.]

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Her Zen was about to be interrupted. A lot.

"Dinaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" It was a half-wail, half-greeting as a blonde little witchling practically flung herself at Dinah.

Karla, while still her own proper gender, was definitely among the cognitive dissonant today.

"Karlaaaa-- oof!" Dinah sang back, then fell off the air six inches, wobbled, and clutched at Karla as she was glomped. "Hi and hi and are you okay? You sound like the world is ending."

Or like the five-year-olds she used to babysit who would greet her with, my brother took my dolly make him give it BACK!

"We can't go just one week without something weird happening?" Triela complained as she stalked out onto the roof with her hands stuffed in the pockets of her jacket.

That...wasn't a bad analogy, actually. Though Karla came with a little more existential angst.

"I missed you and the males are all females and that's just horribly wrong and I don't wanna be a male because I can't be a Queen or a Healer and I missed you a whole lot and I have presents!"

This was all said in a single breath, yes.

Spock had come to the roof seeking solitude for meditative purposes.

He should have known that would be less than forthcoming. "My apologies if I am intruding," he said to Dinah, and tilted his head to one side to try to figure out what, exactly, she was doing.

Triela got a giant hug, too. Part of it was because Karla had missed her a lot while she was gone. Another part was because she was a female, the way she was supposed to be. "Triela!"

"Hey, Triela," Dinah said with a grin of greeting. "Apparently not? I think it's kinda hilarious. How've you been? I just got back this morning."

Dinah looked up from concentrating, wobbled, then corrected, pleased. "You're not, it's cool. Besides, I have to learn how to keep my balance while other people are around," she added, taking another careful barefoot step on the air, hovering seven inches over the surface. "I'm Dinah."

"I missed you too, yay presents, and hunh?" Dinah said, hugging her back hard. "You don't have to be a male. Well, not today, anyway." Another hug, and a sending of, It'll be okay! And it's so good to see you.

"Spock," said Spock. "I do not normally look like this." Er. "What are you doing?"

"It's the 'not today' thing I'm worried about," Karla said. "If males can turn to females then it can happen the other way around and that's not okay! In Kaeleer..." she trailed off, trying to explain what a horrible thing this was. "Gender determines caste and...and...I can't be a Queen and..." She stopped and sighed. "Gender is very different and important and not like here where everyone just seems to think that there's no difference at all."

It was bad enough to have to deal with all this. It was worse when no one (or, at least, very few people) understood why it was so devestating for her.

Leda needed some air. Though she wondered if she was required to be emo to come up on the roof. She hoped not.

"Karla," Triela responded with a little laugh as she hugged back. "Good to see you too." The return hug was a bit harder than she might have made it otherwise since Karla sounded distressed.

"Hello beautiful stranger."

"If we did, I'd just get paranoid." Leda smirked.

"I've been good. I suppose it has been mostly uneventful."

She frowned at Dinah. "And where have you been?" Not that Triela didn't disappear without telling people sometimes, but...

Karla glanced over at the newcomer. She didn't recognize the body or the psychic scent, which made her a little more comfortable. It was easier dealing with males-who-were-females when she didn't know them as males. Especially since, for all she knew, this female might be female all the time!

Happy thought.

"Kiss kiss," Karla called, feeling a bit more like herself for the first time today. "I'm Karla."

"I'd just take the time to relax." Actually... Triela never really relaxed, so that was a lie.

Dinah stopped for a second to catch her breath, part of her mind still on the plane beneath her feet. "It's telekinesis. Air-walking. I'm using my ability to lift me up off the surface of the roof. I'm not very skilled at it yet." She tilted her head, studying the girl in front of her, and guessed, "Not usually female, hunh?" And not that it was the ears or eyebrows or anything.

Hey. Someone Triela hadn't met. She offered the someone a small wave and a nod.

Dinah paused, then settled herself to hovering about four inches off the roof and admitted, "Vancouver. Tony was in trouble. I meant to call sooner, but I didn't know how long it would last, and then things got crazy. Sorry about that, I should've done it anyway." She shook her head. "It all worked out late last night. I'm still time-zone lagged."

Karla...still wasn't sure how she felt about Leda right now. The guilt over failing her in the other world was still mixed with the anger, resentment, and worry over the last night she was here. The visit Leda probably didn't even know about. But that didn't mean she hadn't missed the hell out of Leda when she'd been gone.

And she was emotionally exhausted today.

"Kiss kiss," she said, giving Leda a smile and opening her arms for a hug. "Missed you."

"I didn't bring you back a present," Karla announced. "Since you got my tea before I left." It was nice knowing she could squeeze Triela as much as she wanted without having to worry that she'd hurt her. Not that Karla was strong enough to be a danger to anyone, but still.

Dinah pulled back a little to look at her, then frowned a little, squeezing her arms. "Kinda freaking you out more than a little, hunh," she responded, watching Karla's face. "Identity crisis time? Maybe?" She didn't want to say, we're not in Kaeleer. Which wasn't to say she didn't get that it was freaky, but it didn't make her feel like she was going crazy to think of it now. It was weird, how Arthur and Karla were having the same reactions in some ways.

That thought, she tucked down deep.

"It might happen to us, eventually," she said, cautious now. "Just for a day."

"Hey, I know you can handle yourself," Triela grinned. "But if I'm going to check in with you, it's only fair that you do it with me." Someone was getting better at teasing.

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