Kara and Aria - Day 5 after OG arrival

[only_one_rule]

After several days of hard work the suite was almost liveable, especially after Aria had dragged up a selection of furniture from several of the recreation rooms - she was sure nobody would miss it. Her bed was just a pile of cushions on the floor and the walls still smelled of smoke and ash but she liked it that way; it gave the place an edge, reminded her not to get too comfortable in their new-found luxury.

The only thing left to do was to finish decorating it, which is why Kara went to seek her out she found her elbow deep in one of the closets on the second floor, a pile of lamps and other accessories slowly growing on the floor just outside. Aria looked almost embarrassed for a moment to have been caught doing something as mundane as rooting around in a closet, but she soon composed herself and gave Kara a friendly enough nod. "Thrace. Don't tell me you're looking to redecorate too."

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[grabyourgun]

Kara's smile was thin and sour. "Ungrateful," she repeated, like the word was curdling in her mouth. "Unless my memory's going along with my hand-eye coordination, I'm at a loss as to what you've done for me lately."

A fresh wave of nausea hit her, and she pressed her lips together tight, looking down until it had passed and she could meet Aria's eyes without seeing two of her. "I don't have time to play around," she said, her voice flat with resentment that was only a little to do with Aria. "I need an injection, and you've got a stockpile. What'll it cost me to get you to part with a few?"

Just enough to get me through the next few days, Kara thought, gods, please let me off easy. She was grateful in a distant sort of way that she wasn't yet desperate enough to say that last part out loud... but if she couldn't get what she needed today, that time wouldn't be long in coming.