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Last night was...

...last night was just what Mel needed to work out some of her issues right now :-D?

Since coming back, she's been doing rounds of the farm with a determined eye, making lists of things that need doing, doing some of the more urgent things; maybe she's spoken to you about what you need to do, but it's possible she hasn't yet caught upon all the gossip.

Now, as Hana and Loo play together in the grass, she's sitting and staring comtemplatively at a car that once flew. Funny how, even though one may have a genius mechanic for a brother and live with still more, there are some things for which help still cannot be asked for.

Mel wants to make it work again, and she's not sure where to start.

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"Be nice if you could, though," Mel says, but she's really talking about herself. "Keep think I should feel guilty, but I'm over that."

But Steph is naturally grinny when her friends get laid! She tones it down a little, still smirking, totally pleased with the situation. "Was he any good?"

He looks at her sharply, worried. "Well, you're gonna have to keep wishing," he sees, squeezing her shoulders. "I'm not blaming you. It's been... it's been a long time."

God knows how rarely he thinks of Paige anymore.

"So long's you had fun," he's grinning, even if red-faced, teasing her, "then it's fine."

A pause and his grin is slightly more wicked.

"Of course, as your brother, I'm obligated to check the guy out. Make sure of his intentions and stuff."

"Yeah," Mel says, and smirks. "Yeah, he was really good. Guy's got stamina."

"He has the same intentions as me," Mel says firmly, although she's smiling because that's how the sibling thing works.

"Have some fun, and don't get in the way of the girls."

"Iiiiiiii don't know about this," Sokka informs her with a Vry Suspicious frown. "I'm not sure I approve either. I better go hunt him down, have a few words. Y'know, a man-to-man talk."

Steph gives her a thumbs-up, grinning. "He'd wanna have, Supergirl! Which one was he? I totally need to know these things so I can smirk knowingly."

There is nothing about this situation that is not good, as far as Steph's concerned. Mel needed to find someone - even just once.

"OK," Mel says cheerfully. "But it you get in the way of a second round, I'm gonna have words with you."

Uh, third round, technically.

"Dean," Says Mel. "You know him?"

"Vaguely?" Steph waves a hand. "He didn't believe in Batman. Tall, good-looking, freckles?"

Obviously not as good-looking as Sokka, but that goes without saying.

"Really tall," Mel confirms. "Like, so tall I has to climb up himjust to get faces at the same level."

"Hey, hey, hey, do I get in the way of your sisterly duties? If, as your brother, and only concerned with your well-being, I have to go loom at him for a while and talk about how much I'll kill him if he hurts you at all, you're so not allowed to argue wit that."

'Cause Sokka says so.

And also, he is completely serious.

100%.

Oh Mel totally believes he's serious. Hence the smirk.

"You need a box for the looming?"

Sokka's Upset Face is also vry srs.

"No, I do not! I'm tall!"

Actually, he's reached six feet and may or may not continue growing. But now that he thinks about it, he's not sure if Dean is that much taller.

But he spends so much time on his knees with engines or twins. Mel loses track.

"Right, sorry. You are tall, you're right."

She's so apologetic.

Steph could argue something similar, but that's a different sort of kneeling.

Sokka is scowling. He is so hurt, so betrayed.

He is so giving her a noogie.

You'd think he'd know better than to get into a fight with superstrong sisters. Especially ones that have been training with the Black Canary, seriously.

Sokka rests assured in the knowledge of all brothers: even if their sisters can beat the shit out of them, guilt and love will keep them from doing it too much.

Besides, Sokka's been doing some training, too. He's no match for her in close wrestling quarters, but he still gets in a few good ones.

Besides, Mel's had lots of practice in not breaking brothers.

She's still going to win, though.

"How's she doing?"

Or they cold talk more about Mel's sex life.

Sokka deigns not to answer based on the innate unfairness of being held completely still by his tiny sister.

Scowl-scowl.

Maybe she's seen the robot out back of the bunker.

It's kind of hard to miss.

Maybe she's also seen the man who seems to hang around nearby it a whole lot.

Then again, maybe she hasn't.

Either way, he's passing through and stops for a second or two to watch her watch the car.

Maybe if she let him go a little?

She's sort of noticed him in that abtract way, yeah. She's not been up on noticing things in the wider world, yet.

But she does notice being noticed, and looks up at him.

"You're new."

Obviously.

Sokka still doesn't really want to answer. But he will on the basis that Mel tells people that he fought his way free and didn't actually need to be released.

"She's... okay," he says after a moment, glancing back at the farmhouse. "She seems happy."

Obviously, the way she keeps running around and hugging everyone.

Mel tries not to look too unsurprised that he's not ecstatic about it himself.

"Glad to hear it."

Instead she'll pretend 'she seems happy' is EXACTLY THE SAME as 'we're all happy'.

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