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Sixth Floor Common Room, Friday Night

By mutual agreement, Karla and her parents decided not to talk about about what was going on in Glacia and why she was here at Fandom. They still wished to know and were biding their time; Karla had pretty much decided that telling them would be a waste of time. All they could do was feel bad about it.

Instead, they had spent the afternoon ~~handwavily~~ wandering around the island, with Karla pointing out fun places to hang out and explore. Her father was intrigued by all the modern technology and would have been happy to spend several hours in Karla's dorm, fiddling with the lightswitch, her ipod, and her laptop. Karla's mother, however, wanted to meet more of Karla's friends. Having been on the island for over a year now, Karla knew the best way to lure people into one place.

Several orders of takeout later, the sixth floor common room was filled with dishes from Il Pollo, the Lobster Hut, Ching Tai, and, of course, Pizza Planet. She couldn't let her parents come to Fandom and not try pizza!

[Open for any night-owls!]

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Tempted though Sookie was to simply show her grandmother everything, she had restricted herself a bit. She did want to show her the sixth floor, just in case she could find one of the strange rooms. However, when she helped Gran up the last step and into the common room, they were hit with the smell of all that food. And Sookie recognized at least one of the room's inhabitants. "Karla! Think you've got enough food?"

"Sookie, you've seen me eat!" Karla said with a chuckle. "I'm still worried this might not be enough!"

She noticed the older woman trailing behind Sookie and stood to greet her. Even if Sookie hadn't told her already that her Gran was here, Karla could have guessed this was her. Not just the old (though that was a fair bit of evidence), but she could sense the bond between them.

"Greetings," she said, coming forward with a welcoming smile.

Tim followed his nose up to food. "Hey, Karla," he said. "Guess you were hungry?"

Adele stepped forward, extending a hand. "Now, let me guess," she said, studying Karla's features for a moment. "You...have to be Karla, based on what my granddaughter's told me." She smiled, and added, "If I'm wrong, please do tell me now and spare me the embarrassment."

Karla grinned a little wider. "I am, though you'll have to let me know what she said. Though I assure you, any suggestions that I might possibly lead her into mischief are pure exaggerations."

Then, feeling slightly nervous, Karla turned slightly towards her parents. "And may I ask for the honor of introducing you both to my parents?" She gestured to the table where her parents had risen at their entrance, but hadn't yet come forward.

"That and had several people to feed," Karla said, darting him a shy smile. She still wasn't used to this whole 'introducing her parents to her friends' thing. "Would you, ummm, like to meet my parents?"

"Yeah, I'd like that," Tim said. He smiled at her, but the smile didn't quite reach his eyes.

Cloud had been told he needed to be more social. Or just stared a lot, really.

...Aaaaaand there he was. And there was pizza; so far so good.

"Hey; busy day?"

Adele laughed reassuringly. "You don't look as...haughty as she described Emma," she admitted, "and you're blonde and slim. It was an easy guess." Plus, Sookie had used her name ~~but shh I forgot that when I wrote the ping~~.

Sookie, however, stepped forward a bit, studying the two people near the table. "Hello," she said politely, and not just because the woman who raised her was there. "It's very nice to meet you both."

Triela didn't sleep much. She didn't need to. So sometimes she wandered around the dorms late at night.

Sometimes she ran into other people who were up late.

"Karla," she nodded. Her eyes swept over the two adults.

"New people." She glanced back at Karla. "From Glacia?" Her hand hovered near her jacket. In a... totally nonthreatening way?

"You could say that," Karla said. "I don't suppose you've heard about what's going on with the island today...?" She gestured towards the adult couple behind her. "My, uh, parents are here. For the weekend, I think."

"From Glacia," Karla agreed, glancing down briefly. She held her hand out to stop Triela. "They're...they're my parents."

Triela's hand was already inside her jacket when Karla held up her hand. "Family isn't always a good thing," she pointed out. Case in point: Hobart.

Jaime didn't know what he was doing up on the sixth floor. What he really needed was sleep, after all. After all, he'd just met the man who's name he'd taken.

Which had actually been cool and mostly not awkward. So... that was good.

He hadn't noticed Karla yet, but the Scarab had. It was not most pleased.

Heh, they were both on their best behavior. Karla was making certain to give Protocol-perfect introductions.

"Mother, Father, may I introduce you to Mrs. Stackouse and her granddaugher, my friend, Miss Sookie Stackhouse." She turned a little red, calling Sookie 'Miss,' but...she hadn't ever introduced her parents to anyone, okay? It was weird!

"Sookie, Mrs. Stackhouse? This is my mother, Queen Ilyse, and my father, Prince Audric."

"A pleasure to meet anyone my daughter considers a friend," Ilyse said, inclining her head a bit. "Please, call me Ilyse. It seems silly to stand on formality when we have such little time together."

If it struck Ilyse as odd to grant such liberties to landens, she made no sign. ~~which was good, or Karla might have kicked her, fancy manners or not.~~

"And I insist on being called Audric," her father replied, offering the ladies a smooth bow. "My daughter inherited her distaste for formality quite honestly."

Karla paused a moment, giving him a searching glance. "You sure?" she asked quietly. "I understand, you might thing it's pretty weird..."

Hell's fire, it was for Karla, anyway.

Sookie had to giggle. "It's wonderful to meet you ma'am, sir," she said, nodding to both of them. "And we can drop the 'Miss' from mine, then. Just Sookie's fine. And this is my grandmother, Adele Hale Stackhouse."

"I know," Karla replied dryly. "But they're...they're my parents," she said again. "If they were still alive...things would be different. So different," she said wistfully. "Would you like to meet them and see?"

"Just Adele, please," she added. "Though you can still keep calling me Gran, missy," she added to Sookie, affectionately. "It's a pleasure to meet y'all. It's been a long time since I've met such a good friend to my granddaughter, much less a family to go with her!"

Probably because Sookie's only friends in Bon Temps had been Tara and J.B. Side-effect of everyone thinking she was crazy.

"Sure." Triela even took her hand out of her coat.

Not that she suspected Karla's parents would have recognized the threat anyway.

Dinah was kind of exhausted. She and her parents-- okay, say it, her Mom-- were getting along. Dad was still made of awesome. Mom was-- here.

Sleep would mean missing time with them, so there was no sleep yet. Giving them a tour seemed like a better idea.

"And here we have... people. Lots of people. And food." Dinah paused, then turned to look at her parents. "Which, as you know, I'm all in favor of."

Hey, it was Dinah! And Dinah's dad! And... someone else?

Yeah, well, Scarab could go suck it. Karla was there first. Nyah.

On the one hand, Scarab had met Saetan. Until it met up with Jaenelle or Daemon, it had really met the darkest of the possible Kaeleerans showing up on the island.

On the other hand, it did currently have to contend with three Kaeleerans.

On the other, other hand--free food!

On the--you know, who was really keeping track of hands at this point, Karla was already drifting over to say hello. "Hi, Jaime," she said, giving him a small smile. "Hungry?"

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