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[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

There's an Ace in the bar. Long time, no see.
She's curled up next to the fireplace, the soccer-ball blanket wrapped around her. Oh, and a mug of cocoa sitting beside her. She's missed the cocoa. She still looks a bit too pale, a bit off, but she's back.

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[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace blinks.
"Err... I think that may be the most enthusiastic response I've ever gotten to saying I don't actually have a job." she replies, a bit stunned.

[nita_callahan]

With a shrug -- "I'm a high-school student. If I could live without doing any work, other than what I chose to do, I would." She grins. "And you get to blow things up on the side, it sounds like."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Ah. Stayin' in school then?" Ace is curious.

[nita_callahan]

"Well, not at the moment. But yeah."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"That's good. I didn't... kinda wish I did, some days." Only some of them, though. She doesn't mention this.

[nita_callahan]

"There are days I wish I could just leave, and not worry about the politics and workloads and pressure." She sighs. "But I figure I may as well stick with it." She gives Ace a curious look. "How old are you?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Twenty... three? Four? Two?" She shrugs. "I kinda lost count there, for a bit."

[nita_callahan]

"Man. No one my age." A stern look, this time. "Aren't you a little young to be getting into life-threatening situations?"

Nita is conveniently forgetting her own past and age, here . . .

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace snorts.
"S'not my fault. Got pulled off my own planet by a time-storm... what, six years ago? Seven?" She shrugs. Her time-sense has long since been shot to hell. "Spent some time as a waitress on an alien planet, then the Doctor came, and I took off with him. Much more fun, plus I got to use the nitro."

[nita_callahan]

She cocks her head. "The Doctor?"