Dinah Laurel Lance (
raptorcanaria) wrote in
milliways_bar2011-08-04 03:36 pm
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Dinah Lance, Staff gym
One of the rooms in the staff hallway is converted into a gym. Unlike the training ground outside, it's not a very well known area to work out, which is one of the reasons Dinah likes it: she can spend hours and hours working on a single punch without people interrupting her or asking why she's so determined to get one punch right.
There's another reason she likes it; to one side of the gym is a hand-built motorbike, which someone covered for storage years ago and walked away, apparently forgetting it.
Dinah's been eying that forgotten motorbike for months, now.
Today she finally gave up on Raph ever returning, so she's ripped the cover off and is now lying on her back under the bike, working on the exposed engine.
If you were looking for her, you'd just have to follow the U2 blaring from her cassette player and echoing down the hall.
There's another reason she likes it; to one side of the gym is a hand-built motorbike, which someone covered for storage years ago and walked away, apparently forgetting it.
Dinah's been eying that forgotten motorbike for months, now.
Today she finally gave up on Raph ever returning, so she's ripped the cover off and is now lying on her back under the bike, working on the exposed engine.
If you were looking for her, you'd just have to follow the U2 blaring from her cassette player and echoing down the hall.

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"Hello? What is that?"
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"The bike, or the music? I know you know what a motorbike is."
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Then she says, "she doesn't drown and eat young men here does she?"
Beat. "Though obviously I'd prefer if she didn't do that at all."
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"She tried," he says. "But quite a number of people have impressed on her that she mustn't. Emphatically."
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"Dinah?" He's close enough that he thinks she can hear him, but far enough away not to be in kicking range in case she's startled.
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Dinah slides out and grins an oil-stained grin at him. "Charlie! How are you?"
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"We won."
But he knew that was going to happen, didn't he?
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"Yes, well, I think I knew we were going to win. I didn't realise that we were going to all be friends again."
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"Well, there were," Dinah says, frowning a little. "For weeks, we thought he was working with the enemy."
She doesn't blame Charlie for not telling her. The responsibility is all on the team.
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"Can I at least replace this with some better music?" She's totally kidding. And yelling loudly.
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"Knock yourself out," she yells out.
There is a box of cassette tapes available, but Clem will find that it's dominated by early 90s soft rock.
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And Dinah's casette's being switched out for some Steely Dan.
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Dinah scoots out from uunder the bike and eyes Clem. "You carry your own cassettes?"
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It's kind of annoying.
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