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Fandom Into the fire (1x1 MzHyde/Gallifrog)

Fia wasn't so naive that the idea of Rinaa's timeline winning over her own wasn't in the back of her mind and she wouldn't remember this experience. She wasn't even sure if she'd remember it if her timeline won through, but she had to try and remember. It's one reason she was taking photos at any given opportunity, of when she was in her room, she was writing in her journal. Just incase the words and photos stayed, even though everything she had read proved differently. She needed to keep ahold of hope, just like she did when she made the risky move to come back and save her timeline's Kay.

She continued to listen to what she was saying about their family and their habit of travelling whenever they felt like it or needed to, it reminded her of her own timeline. It's one reason she held it against her folks so badly. They were always going on trips without her on either a hunt or somewhere unrelated to their lifestyle and leaving her with Chas, Elliott or Sam. In her mind if it was okay for Kay, then it should be okay for her too. It was arguments like that that made them wonder just how old she was because she sounded equally like a spoiled teenager and a mature adult.

"I really wish there was somewhere for you. Everyone deserves to have somewhere. I wish our timelines were the same in moments like this. Imagine how different our lives would be if that the case" she commented with a small smile appearing. "I believe it's in me too, which is why I'm craving it so much. Craving the taste of a normal life" she added.
 
"You have no idea how much I want all that to be true, how much I wish I'd been given a different deck in life. Dying slowly.... it makes you think, about the paths not taken, the choices you've made, whether they were right, wrong, or in between. Whether your a good person, a bad person. How things could have been different. Whether it was worth it. Whats worth dying for in life. You figure out whether it's worth it." "And it is" She muttered to herself, so quietly that if the wind blew the other wya Fia may would not have heard it.

The closest place Rinaa had to a home were the places she just ended up crashing out in. They were Cal's apartment, the Star Labs facility on Earth and a mechanics place on another world where they let her sleep overnight if she wanted to. The one condition for the mechanics place was that she had to deal with any burgulars that may have made the foolish decision of trying to break in. But they weren't a home, they weren't somewhere that was truly hers and Jay's. It was the one thing Jay could never give her.

"None of us will ever have a normal life, so throw normal away. Life will always be that bit special, that bit extraordinary. Be it working as an assassin, the crazy mage stuff John does, jacking spaceships, late night street racing, illegal vigilante activities be it on the streets or behind the scenes. We're not normal, and in life you just gotta own that fact." Rinaa found herself giving a motivational speech and shook her head, having no idea what was coming over her. Probably flu or some mutant strand of corona virus. "I sound like a shitty self help book, which is rich, coming from me." She scoffed to herself with an eye roll.
 
"I can only imagine what thoughts you just be shifting through on a daily basis. As long as you feel it's worth it, which you do, then that's all you should focus on." Fia replied, sounding a lot like Kay, even though Rinaa wouldn't have really experienced that side of Kay, apart from that one moment when Kay gave her a shoulder to cry on. Even then, Rinaa hadn't seen the full extent of the comforting side of Kay. Fia certainly didn't know that Kay tried to be there for Rinaa either.

If they didn't have the differing timelines in their way, then Fia would have suggested they find a place they could both go to to be their place. Their hang out she could call home. Yet she knew it couldn't be. Hearing that she should throw the idea out of a normal life out the proverbial window, she found herself sighing. Not because it was left a negative feeling in her mind and heart, but because she knew Rinaa was right. She had been just too stubborn to accept that. "I know. You're right. I'm just too stubborn for my own good sometimes. It's just, the idea of going to a college or uni... Or going travelling... They all seem like normal life experiences amongst our crazy loves ya know?" She replied, trying to explain her way of thinking. "And it's a well known fact those who have the shittiest lives always give the best advice" she smiled slightly.
 
Rinaa could see where Fia was coming from with her thoughts, but knew that hers were vastly different from Fia's. "They may seem normal and in a way they are. But in a way they also aren't. College and travel have been so idealised and stereotyped by both people and media. It's not what you expect or what you see whne walking though campus. Yes it's vibrant, it's crazy, it's late night parties with booze, and hooking up with some random guy or gal who you rpiabbaly won't see again. It's last one standing zombie apocalypse fund raisers and sheltering under the rooves with coffee. But it's also sitting at laptop screen trying to write a dissertation and getting nothing but severe writers block for several hours. It's frantic cramming for exams, it's not knowing where you're rent money is coming from. Though it's totally worth it in the end." Everything she said she done at some point and it brought a flicker of a half smile to her face.

"If only that was true. If you can't solve your own problems how are you expected to solve somebody else's or even know where to begin." Rinaa sighed, bent down and picked up a set of stones, jumped up onto the fence and began to throw them into the gaping ravine. "Believe me, you have no idea what is going through my head right now. And I don't think you'd want to. Telepaths and empaths collapse from an overload of my aura ever since the bite. No matter what you think I am, or who you think I am. I'm not the person any of you think I am. And I won't be."
 
Fia just listened to Rinaa's long reply about everything. She wasn't stupid, she knew all that, but it was the late nights studying and stressing over a work load that strangely appealed to her. She was used to that with all her home studying and training. She ENJOYED all that stuff, something that most people would find utterly weird. She noticed the flicker of a smile creep onto Rinaa's face as she finished her talking. "I get that...I'd be stupid to not realise that, thing is. I enjoy all the stress of studying and such" she said.

"I guess everyone is different. I mean.. I'm gonna use my mum as an example. She has always been good at helping others, solve issues that's got to people and what not, but for years whilst doing that she had her own past traumas to solve through and refused to because they were too painful to. But she could always find it easier to help someone else rather than herself. There's lots of people out there that are like that." She began replying. She let Rinaa say the next thing and she frowned, knowing she was no doubt right, but it still made her feel sorry for Rinaa, as she watched her throw rocks into the ravine. "I'm sorry you feel that way Rinaa, or have been put into that position. I really am" she told her truthfully. She thought about how unfair it was that Rinaa got dealt such a horrific life to live.
 
Rinaa was also notorious for studying and intensive learning. The same drive was in Leah, and could be seen in he in ink stains on her face, the oil stains on her arms, knuckles scraped raw from punching bags and hours spent fixing. The drive had been instilled in them by the main people in their lives (Jay, Cal, Cliff, John and Elliott (the people differed depending on the revelent timeline)). The drive and determination was one thing she and Fia shared, and probably the strongest thing they had in common. "Some do, and you're not alone in that regard. This kind of studying challenge brings out the best and the worst in people."

The incesttant amount of apologies people gave only increased Rinaa's desire to throw herself into a ravine. She got why they did it, to convey their feelings on the matter, and to let her know their stance on it. But it just got utterly infuriating, apologies didn't make her life better, they didn't undo the wrongs in her life. They just acted as a sort of useless platitude. She didn't comment on the stuff about Kay. It made no sense in her mind, if she'd gone through past trauma as a child, why would she inflict such trauma on another child? Instead she threw another stone into the ravine. Rinaa maintained her balence on the fence. "At some point I guess I'll just have to go back....forwards technically and make peace with my timeline."
 
There were several times when the similarities between Fia and Rinaa were really obvious to Fia. The need to study out of enjoyment was one of those things, just like it was with her Leah. She truly believed in the whole 'you learn something new every day' and actually found it an important thing to do. "mmm, I can agree with that" she said.

Seeing how Rinaa reacted to her saying how sorry she was, Fia felt like she almost stepped into it but again. Yet even though Rinaa would have felt it was just all empty platitudes that wouldn't save her, she did mean every word she said, every time she said it. As for Kay inflicting trauma onto Rinaa, that she couldn't find an answer for, even though Rinaa never brought it up, she got the feeling it would be something that may have gone through her mind when Fia brought Kay up. It even baffled her as to why in Rinaa's timeline, she'd inflict such pain onto a child when she knew what the trauma does to a child. She remembered John telling her it was down to their bond getting corrupted by their joint grief, but the idea that Kay would let it just completely overtake her in such a vicious manner felt so alien to her.

"I guess so, and I guess at some point I should go home too" she replied.
 
Rinaa just nodded at what Fia said, feeling that she didn't need to add anything to the statement. Instead she cast her last few rocks into the ravine and stood on the fence, staring at the view. "I didn't mean permanently. I have stuff that needs sorting out that I've been putting off. There's a storage locker that needs cleaning out, money I need to remove from hiding places, have to return some stuff to the lab, destroy some documents permanently. The list goes on." All in all it would take the bones of a day's hard graft, but possibly more given the amount of people she'd have to avoid. "And make a will I guess. Then I'm gonna pick a time, or just come back here, destroy the device and let the inevitable happen. Sounds morbid, but at least I go out on my terms."

She then turned to Fia. "This is probably the only time you'll get any time travel advice from me. But if you're staying for the wedding, don't get in the photos. You don't want to tip your child self off to the fact that you will time travel. It's just safer on all of them. And when you do go back, don't expect the timeline you go back to, to be the one you're used to. You're presence here will have changed some things in your timeline, for better or for worse. But the thing is your memories should sync when you get back, so you shouldn't realise that anything is different. But time travel isn't an exact art or science."
 
Fia listened to the things that Rinaa rattled off about what she still needed to do before her time was up. She nodded at her words about when it was time she'd at least go out on her own terms after everything. She didn't really know what to say to all that information. It didn't help that she didn't know what she was planning on doing fully anymore. With the mind lock on her memories of her plan she was seeking out to accomplishing before dying, some of what she said just felt so out of context.

The moment the words 'time travel advice' came up, she turned her head to Rinaa to look at her back as she spoke. She did intend to stay for the wedding, wanting to make the most of experiencing such a thing with her folks, as she was damn certain neither Kay or John would even go as far as getting married. She knew deep down John was more anti all that than pro it. "I won't, even if I get asked to be, I'll take the photos, not be in them." She reassured Rinaa. She knew the consequences of doing such a thing, and it wasn't worth it. Even though she did want photos of her with John and Kay on her phone, she knew it was a bad idea.
 
Rinaa knew that Fia didn't have the foggiest when it came to what she was doing. And it was better that way, Rinaa was damn certain that if anybody knew that she was planning to commit suicide in order to destroy her timeline, she knew they wouldn't let her. Even if some may agree with her idea and rational, none of them would want to have this responsibility fall on a traumatised teenager. Despite how different their moral compasses were, this wouldn't be something any of them would be comfortable with. She was keeping them in the dark to protect them, which was ironic, it should really be them keeping her in the dark. But it was the only way out she could see, and if it didn't work, well, she was going out on her own terms.

When Fia agreed with her logic, and expressed the fact that this was her plan already, she gave a nod of relief. "Definetly the safer option, and nobody can argue with that logic. Timelines are fickle things." Rinaa was most definetely staying for the wedding , even more so now that she'd been commissioned to do hair. It may balls up the timeline, but that was an acceptable risk. Her doing hair would only be left as a memory. And memories were subject to change. "Pretty sure the wedding is gonna be awesome. Or at least compared to the only other wedding I was at. I've heard stuff about Cliff and Cal's and all the speeches literally are just everybody insulting each other cos it's a massive gathering of pilots and fighter types. Plus they'll be booze and good food."
 
Fia knew even if she wanted to attempt to debate the whole timelines being a fickle thing she couldn't because she knew just as well as Rinaa did that they were. Hell, she knew she probably should have just stayed in her own timeline and attempted to snap John out of his depressed nature and find her mum with her, but then, she realised she had tried that. She knew no matter what would go down, John wouldn't want to lose Kay. Yet she knew getting this present John's help could have changed so much of her timeline alone. She wondered what had changed but then shook the thought from her head, knowing it was pointless in trying to figure it out.

"Agreed, they are more fickle than probably necessary but ho hum. Yeah I bet it is going to be too. Will be my first to attend so I'm looking forward to it" she began to reply, "what was the other wedding you attended? I always wonder if mum and dad would do it. I know dad isn't exactly the type but with the bond and stuff, it's always made me curious if there's another part to it that's like marriage" She asked, curious if it was family or friend, before rambling ever so slightly.
 
The thought of John marrying was incomprehensible to them all. He never had been and never would be that kind of person. If he did, he knew it would be one more thing to use against him. Secret marriages were always found out, at least this way he could deny on his own terms without feeling some kind of guilt. "Well they don't in my time, and I doubt they will. John's about as far from the marrying type as Jay is." In neither of their timelines didn't marriage even vaguely be considered as an option for Jay and Elliott, it wasn't how they rolled and with various conflicting traditions with their backgrounds, they decided it was easier to do things their own way and make their own vows. "You judge them by their honour, not by some vow made publically. So I wouldn't get your hopes up there."

Rinaa sat herself down on the fence, tucking one leg under the other and letting the lose one hang. She told the story with her eyes focused on some point in the distance. "I have a friend, his family have Puerto-Rican heritage, but his family lives in the US, somewhere between Gotham and Central City. He moved to London for uni and lab placement. So one of his cousins was getting married, and it was a big fucking deal. Like bring the whole extended family over. The problem was that he'd dramatically broken up with his last boyfriend,and his family usually turn into him being compared to his older brother, the golden boy of the family. So I came along as the plus one. Both to keep him company and prevent him from getting into another public family fight. We spent the whole wedding making bitchy comments about guests to each other, judging people's outfits and sneaking alcohol. Not the greatest wedding ever, but the food was amazing."
 
Fia just smirked at the comment and opinion about her folks getting married. Truth was, she wasn't ever getting her hopes up that it would happen. She knew better than most that John would never do it for the whole scenario of it being used against him if it was found out. It was bad enough that Hell knew about Kay and herself. Which was one of the things she refused to tell any of them, that she was known about in the entire downworld community and Hell. She knew both of them were already scared to death about that possibility, so she didn't want to confirm their fears. "Trust me, I'm not. I know better than anyone that dad wouldn't risk even contemplating that idea. Just saying, mythological traditions are also fickle complex things" she told her back.

Fia just remained standing but leaning against the fence backwards, with one leg propped up as she listened to the story of her friend's family wedding. When she said the wedding wasn't great but the food as she couldn't help but chuckle. "I always hear online about how people always judge a wedding on the food" she laughed before turning serious again.
 
"Not saying they aren't, I've seen them in action both within and outside the family and they can get crazy complicated. But Devra have a lot of traditions with regards to things like marriage and family and whatnot. Cal has totally thrown them all out the window, but she's justified in that. Unity between people from different planets is usually a mix of both cultures, taking the most important aspects from each. Isogrii also have loads of traditions and Jay doesn't budge on certain ones." There was a half smile when she said that, she was weirdly proud of her mother's ability to plant herself in the way of everybody else and refuse to bend to anybody's will but her own.

Rinaa let out an amused sound it wasn't quite a laugh, but it was something. "Oh that's most certainly true." She nodded. "Many go to weddings for the free food and not because they know the people that well. And weddings always have way too much food, having too little is the ultimate social embarrassment. Also an open bar is an excuse for a piss up and some drunken dancing and karaoke, though a wedding isn't needed for that to happen." The last part was coming from experience. She'd done the drunken karaoke before. One of the view advnatges of her chimera body was that it was excellent at filtering alcohol and her liver was crazy resistant. "I know that Fia has drank underage in my timeline, but is it different in yours?"
 
Fia listened, not surprised to hear that both Elliott's and Jay's heritage has some pretty strict traditions when it came to marriage and the likes. She also wasnt surprised too much that Jay didn't budge on certain things. It sounded damn accurate to her. The slight smile on Rinaa's face didn't go amiss either on Fia. "Sounds like Jay alright. She's just as strong minded in my timeline" Fia remarked.

Hearing that people judge whether a wedding was good or not by its quality of food was in fact true, she smirked. She glanced at her again when she said that her Fia was known to drink underage. So it seemed they weren't all that different in some things. "No, it's not different. I've pinched the odd beer from dad's fridge from time to time when I've been home alone. Or with Elliott. Of course we've both lied out our arses over it" she smirked again. Despite the fact both Kay and John weren't perfect at Fia's age and drank underage themselves, Kay particularly didn't want Fia picking up their old bad habits like drinking underage, doing drugs (something she had never done and didn't plan on doing either), amongst other things.
 
"Can't say whether that's a good or a bad thing" Rinaa remarked, sure it wasn't healthy, but there was no lasting damage for her and she was pretty sure Fia's pheonix side knew how to make sure alcohol didn't destroy her brains and body. Rinaa wasn't a beer or gin kind of person, she went for the hard hitting stuff. "Though I used it as a way to give myself a bit of buzz and take the edge off life, rather than a way to get totally pissed and pass out in a pool or blood vomit and glitter." She'd also been known to take a slug of something strong the first few times she started performing in public as a way to cope with the intense nerves. Rinaa didn't do that anymore as she found herself utterly comfortable playing in front of strangers.

"Alcohol is not really my go to, give me adrenaline and terror any day. That'll wake you up and keep you buzzing for far longer." Rinaa had already told the skydiving story and had explained that illegal street racing was something she dabbled in, so that all fit with what she was saying. "Speaking of which, probably best to get going, we've got quite a bit of a ride left." Rinaa swung herself off the fence, her shoes making scuff marks in the loose dirt as she made her way over to the bikes again. She led the way, heading away from the viewing spot and down across the mountainside.
 
Fia never went for anything stronger only because she knew the stronger stuff really was a hands off situation. She was pretty sure John would have given her the biggest bollocking known to man if she touched anything stronger in his stash. She knew life and rules were different for her than they were for Elliott, because of what she was and who she was. Being a daughter instantly made the rules different in her life. Sometimes it was seen as extremely unfair, but on the whole she just accepted it and lived with it. "I just did it because I felt like it, never for a particular reason" she shrugged.

Hearing that Rinaa was more of an adrenaline junkie to get her kicks, was of no surprise. She had of course already heard the skydiving story which she considered still epic. So it all made sense to Fia, to hear that from Rinaa. "Right" she agreed, pushing herself off the fence and heading back to the bikes also, getting on and followed Rinaa down the mountainside. All the talk about family made her wonder if her parents in her time were wondering where she had gone or if they were worried about her. Knowing them they would be worried and probably going through her room to find out what she's done. It honestly wouldn't surprise her if that was the case. She then wondered how this time's Kay was getting on
 
The path took the two along the mountain sides. It was one of many small bike paths that wove their way across the mountain ranges. Bigger vehicles travelled by a mix of motorway and tunnels hollowed through the mountains themselves. There was no doubt that this was the scenic route. At places the mountains just seemed to fall away to reveal craggy canyons, wide ravines and a large, powerful mountain river. The bike path followed the course of the river for a good few miles and the rushing of the water below them made it hard to hear anything the other might have said. They did bump into others along the way, some teenagers, others adults heading towards the town centre from some reason or another. Rinaa made a gesture of greeting as they passed by.

It took just under three quarters of an hour to return to the bike place. Rinaa's hair blew out behind her the whole time, becoming more and more knotted, but she couldn't care less. Her whole posture changed when riding a bike, she was more confident and assured yes, but also more relaxed, this was what she enjoyed doing. Rinaa pulled up outside the rental place and got off the bike, shaking out her hair reflexively. Usually she wore a helmet, but today she hadn't bothered, feeling that it was unnecessary. Bringing the bike back in, she returned it to the same slot as earlier, having memorised its exact location. Judging by the empty spaces, they had been doing a good trade that day.
 
Fia didn't think she'd ever get over the scenery around her, she did of course keep both eyes on the road the whole time, but she did take the odd quick glance every now and then. The sound of the river rushing below them was equally strange to her and relaxing. It made the whole ride feel like so much more to he like Rinaa, riding a bike was just something that came naturally to Fia. She loved doing it. She also usually wore a helmet but like Rinaa, just didn't bother this time. Though she just didn't really need to wear a helmet at sll, due to her bloodline but she learned to look as Han and normal as possible on the streets of London, she had to wear one.

Coming back to the bike place, she remembered that her bike was two bikes along from Rinaa's, with one in between them. So that's exactly where she put her bike, despite that middle bike now being gone, rented by someone else. Getting off the bike, she ran her fingers through her hair to lightly brush it out, removing any knots that had occurred from the ride. Luckily for her it didn't take much as it was still in its ponytail from the ranges.
 
Ronna pulled a face when she ran a hand through her own hair. "I need to sort this out. Stat" she complained, slipping in some pilot slang unconsciously. Rinaa's hair had a mind of its own when unstyled, it was as if its sole aim in life was to look like a ball of string combined with a birds nest. But when she styled it, it would stay in place and in style. "Another things for the to-do list" pulling out a pen from her jacket pocket, she scribbled a note on her hand reminding her to do some sort of styling to herself. There were days when Leah would also do this and end up with a massive to do list all the way up both arms and them Elliott would make it worse by drawing something (a caricature usually) on her arm.

Strolling out Rinaa led the way back to the apartment block. The day was decent, though somehow the sky seemed less beautiful when viewed from the city as opposed to the wilderness. On the way back, Rinaa popped into a random shop and picked up hairdye in two shades of blue. One identical to Jay's dark blue and the other a more aqua-blue. Back at the apartment she gave the door a good barge open with her shoulder, knowing that the weather would cause it to stick. "I'm leaving the hairdye over here, if anybody uses it I'm throwing them out a window" Rinaa declared by way of greeting.
 
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Seeing Rinaa complain about her hair made Fia smirk slightly. It was something she was used to see from her Leah, especially the to do list thing. It made her briefly think back to home again, memories flickering through her mind of Elliott drawing on Leah's arm. Snapping out of it, she followed Rinaa out of the bike hire building and through the city back to the apartment.

Getting back to the apartment after their little shop off at the shop to buy hairdye, she just smirked shaking her head when Rinaa used her warning as a greeting. She knew neither Chas or Kay would touch the dye, so thought it was a pointless warning but smirked anyway. Kay looked up when the two girls arrived back and just nodded, "well, my hair won't dye so don't think you'll have any worries about it being taken from me" she commented, as Fia stepped in properly and walked over, giving her a hug from behind before sitting on the couch, removing her bag off her back. She kicked off her boots and took her jacket off, then finally relaxing back.
 
Chas looked up from his reading when the two teenagers arrived. Even with the talks he'd had with Kay, he'd made it somewhere between a third and a half of the way through the novel. He knew exactly what Rinaa meant when she gave her warning in a blunt, yet quite humerus way, considering he, Elliott and John were the only ones who couldn't fly, and even then they would be able to get out of the situation with parkour. It was just her way of giving some kind of greeting without giving off the impression that she actually missed being around them. "Good afternoon to you too" the cabbie replied, earning an amused 'heh' noise from Rinaa.

Rinaa just ignored Kay's remark, instead taking a sticky note from the block. She tapped her pen against her chin in thought, before scribbling down a message and sticking it to the top of the two boxes. "So what's the outside world like?" He inquired, a dressing the question at both teenagers. "Weather's cleared up considerably, if it stays like this the next few days are gonna be utter scorchers. Which basically means every student will be hanging out on the campus rooves and organising phas-ball or ultimate Frisbee up there." As she spoke she returned the guitar to its spot near Jay's bag, along with the ink box, then began to remove from her bag everything she didn't need. Which was mainly textbooks, notebooks and a large bundle of pencils tied together.
 
Kay knew it was Rinaa's way of greeting them. When Fia came round to sit with them, she put her pen and paper down , having decided to doodle random little tidbits whilst Chas read. She had finished her book before and didnt have a spare on her to read. So sketching was the next best option for her. She had got up the odd time to get both her and Chas drinks every now and then as well. Chas had beaten her to the punch when it came to asking the question about outside.

Fia just nodded in agreement at what Rinaa said, as she pulled out her violin crossbow out of her bag so it could not be compromised in it with all her other bits. She placed it on the table on top of Kay's sketches (which turned out to be random doodles and a 'sketch dump' of different eye shapes, hands, and angles of the face). "Their ranges on campus are so good. The whole campus is insane actually" she commented. "Well I'm glad you had fun. This the finished little product?" Kay replied, seeing how much Fia liked the idea of a university. It got her wondering if she ever got to go in her timeline or not. "Yup! It works so damn well!" Fia grinned.
 
In a weird way Rinaa felt a sort of pride that Fia liked the campus and the university. She didn't know why, but she did. "Insane doesn't quite cover it, it's one of the best in this particular country." Rinaa added. The division of land on Attil was conducted in a different way to that on earth, but the region she was refring to was the equivilant of a country, so she stuck with that for ease. "That's it all right. It's technically finished in terms of putting it together and making sure it works both ways, but it still needs another couple of coats of a different type of protective lacquer still need to be applied." Rinaa remarked,setting the last of the books down on the table.

Chas looked at the violin and found himself highly impressed. He'd only seen the rough renderings Rinaa had created in a couple of minutes. Making the connection between the blocky images and the sleek, smooth, polished creation in front of him took a couple of seconds. The violin was like a work of art in a way, it was clear Rinaa took pride in what she did. "So let me get this straight, you designed, printed and built all this?" the remark was directed at Rinaa as he knew for fact she'd done all three. "Yeah, I did" she nodded. "Well damn you've got talent, so be proud of what you've made, even if it's going to live in a different timeline."
 
Fia knew that statement about it being the best in the country could be entirely true from what relatively small in the great scheme of things parts of the university she saw. She let Rinaa answer the question Kay brought up as she just practically gushed about it. She looked between Rinaa and Chas when he then took interest in it, something she always loved seeing happen. In her timeline she could always count on Chas to take interest in something she was proud of.

She picked it back up and handed it to him, so he could take a proper look, as she pulled out the the other bow part for actually playing the piece. She zipped her bag back up and just left it by her feet on the floor. "I agree, she should be. Made my mad arse idea come to reality. All I did was help polish it and string it. She did all the real work. Though we can't think of a name for it" Fia said, contributing to the conversation. Kay just smiled seeing how happy Fia clearly was over it all, and she had to agree that Rinaa should be proud of what she did. "Names will come in time I'm sure. You never know maybe one of the others will instantly think of something when they get back" Kay replied.
 

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