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[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Again, today, Svava's in the quiet booth closest to the stairs that lead to the guest rooms. Watching people, and the bar.

Not the Observation Windows.

((Summary: 1-Iris checks up on Svava. 2-Bigby as well. Bigby would do horrible as a grief councelor. 3-Ace is happy to see Svava, and together they are Resolutely Non Breaky. Vegas and skimpy clothes are talked about. Slowtime.))

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[iris-attitude.livejournal.com]

Iris wanders downstairs from her room and spies Svava on the way down. Her dark red eye soften as she sees the woman who has borne so much. "Good evening, madam."

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava blinks, and glances over to Iris. She nods to the other woman.

"Good evening to you as well. How are you?"

[iris-attitude.livejournal.com]

"Very well." she replies. A pause. "And yourself, madam. I trust you are mending well?" she asks, a look of concern evident on her face.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

"Not much more to be mended, really." Quietly, looking down at her hands for a moment.

"Moiraine and Archie took care of me, I was told. I'm alright."

[iris-attitude.livejournal.com]

She smiles slightly. "I am very glad to hear that, madam." She nods. "Hannibal and I were both worried about you."

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

"... I heard that people were waiting, yes."

[iris-attitude.livejournal.com]

She nods slowly, looking down. "He would not leave until he knew that you were safe." she replies, looking back up.

"We all wanted you back safely, as soon as possible."

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

"... More faith than I had, of returning here." Svava bites her lip.

[iris-attitude.livejournal.com]

Iris is quiet for a moment. "He never had a doubt in his mind, I believe." she replies. "You are one of his dearest friends, and he would not let you leave here in such a manner." she says softly.

"I did not mean to disturb you, madam. I only wished to inquire about your health. I am greatly relieved that you are well." she smiles.

[big-b-wolf.livejournal.com]

*Bigby doesn't look surprised at her return. He approaches her.*

... welcome back.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava looks up, and gives Bigby a nod and smile. "Thank you. Snow told you both, then?"

[big-b-wolf.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I heard a little bit about what happened.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Her shoulders twitch in a shrug. "I wasn't- I wasn't able to talk to everyone before I left."

[big-b-wolf.livejournal.com]

*He nods and shrugs a bit. Goodbyes can be like that sometimes.*

Heard you had a rough time getting back.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

""

She takes a deep breath, glancing down to her hands, then back up to Bigby.

"The Bridge... the Bridge was broken. I was told to leave, She told us- told me to leave, and what to do. But when I got there, Bifrost was gone, and there was no where to go."

[big-b-wolf.livejournal.com]

She? *Bigby shakes his head, looking concerned.* I don't understand.

... I don't know that much Norse stuff, actually.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

"... Freya. We worked for Her and Odin, Bigby. The Valkyries." A careful deep breath, and she shrugs.

"I guess that things just went how it was said they would be."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Lately the pattern has been people bring her cocoa, and then attempt to force her to drink it.

This calls for a change in pattern.

Ace wanders up with a fond, albeit tired grin, and two mugs of cocoa.

"Care for a drink, stranger?"

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava looks up at Ace, and smiles faintly.

"... Sounds nice. Thank you."

She motions to the seat across from her; the best she can really think of for an invite.

"You're doing alright, Ace?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

She shrugs, slightly.
"Not really, no, but I'll make it." She's never been very good at comforting lies, and has used up her quota of bad lie attempts last night with Moiraine. She slips into the booth, sipping her own cocoa. Mmm. Cocoa.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava understands. She nods, and doesn't press. Nor does she mention that others have told her about Tim. Since she doesn't know what to think about that, even still- Nope. Not going to bring it up.

She sips her hot chocolate.

"... The nitro worked."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

She smirks, that faintly carnivorous smile that isn't entirely safe.
"Good. Rather hoped it would."

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

There's a faint smile back.

"... Well enough. I- I don't think anything like it was expected. Or known about. They must have thought it was a spell of a type. But it did work."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

She's amused at the idea of nitro being a spell... 'blowupinyourfaceicus', maybe. But she doesnt' comment. She doesn't imagine Svava wants to talk about it at all.

But damn she's glad that nitro helped.

"Glad you're back. You were missed."

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Maybe, one day later, Svava will tell Ace the details. From one point of view, they were rather spectacular.

"I missed everyone here too. I... I didn't think I'd see anyone again, here."