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[Oct. 22nd, 2008|04:30 pm]
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WHO: Katya & Navi
WHAT: Cheering up, just in case
WHERE: Navi's place
WHEN: Now-ish
WARNINGS: Nah. Fairy profanity?


Katya stood on the doorstep of what she hoped was Navi's apartment in New York City. She hoped Navi's husband wasn't there ... of all the things she didn't want to interrupt. She'd worried about the other woman; she'd seen her posts on the boards, though at least her wing was better? Still.

She knocked, shifting the box of chocolate she'd brought as a get-well or glad-you're-well gift. Hopefully she was home.
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[Aug. 12th, 2008|09:14 pm]
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WHO: Atton/Katya
WHAT: Honeymoon
WHERE: Hotel Portmeirion, Gwynedd, Wales
WARNINGS: Probably eventual naughtiness. Nothing super super graphic.



She'd been assured that the little village in Wales wasn't anything over the top, and as she shook herself free of the portkey's vertigo, she decided she'd been right. She and Atton were standing in front of the Hotel, a small, cottage-looking affair. Katya would have worried it was too low-tech for them, but well, maybe they could use low-tech. It was all right.

The woman at the desk smiled and pointed them toward the biggest room, up the stairs. Katya stopped at the top of the staircase, though, waiting for Atton. "You have the suitcase, babe?" She couldn't stop smiling; couldn't stop looking at the pretty ring on her hand. And now they had a whole week to themselves.
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[May. 29th, 2008|12:36 pm]
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WHO: Katya and Navi, with occasional interjections from Atton
WHERE: Atton's shop and the flat above it
WHEN: Backdated before Navi and Alec's vacation
WARNINGS: Excessive Navi squeeing?

Katya had called off from her appointments that day - she'd just gotten engaged, she wanted a chance to spend some time with Atton. The shop hadn't opened yet, but she was sitting behind the counter, joking around with him and trying to make sense of his accounts. "I swear, do you still think in credits?" she chuckled, crossing out some calculations and trying again. "They actually have an old fashioned money system, you know."
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[May. 7th, 2008|09:56 pm]
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WHO: Navi and Katya, with occasional interjections from Jason if he wants to
WHAT: Lingerie shopping.
WHERE: Harrod's.
WARNINGS: Not really any. Pretty women in lingerie.

Katya had left a message on the holonet for the woman called Navi and for Jason, asking if they wanted to go to shop for girly things. She hadn't heard back, but she would give it a bit longer. She had finished up her time at the office - she'd been getting used to listening to people's problems, though it was hard not to just yell "Shut up already!" at least once a day. Still. She deserved some fun time, especially when the end result would be (hopefully) Atton's head exploding.
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[Mar. 26th, 2008|07:04 pm]
timetolive
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WHO: Atton and Katya (the Exile) with small interjections from Bela
WHAT: Reunion, despite Atton's drunkenness.
WHERE: Atton's shop.
WHEN: Today, after Atton's whisky bender
WARNINGS: Cute?

Katya stood in front of the shop, her heart in her throat - quite possibly literally. She'd looked on the website after someone from the tourist bureau had handed her an information packet, but it hadn't made any sense. All she'd been able to see was Atton Rand, Proprietor in the list of businesses. Atton.

This was some strange alternate world, she could tell that ... but if she could have Atton, it might not matter.

She swallowed, pushing the door open. It was strange enough that the door didn't open on its own. It was an old-ish place, full of bookshelves with the old style of books everywhere. Things were on trays and the floor - things she couldn't begin to guess at, let alone determine their use.

There was a blondish girl, maybe her own age, sitting behind the counter. Her voice sounded weak as she opened her mouth. "Um ... excuse me. Is Atton Rand in?"
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