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The day was too glorious to spend indoors so River cancelled any lessons she had been planning on giving that day, grabbed a book, and went to the pool. She sent a quick message to Thor telling him which bar he could find her at if he was still so inclined, made a pitcher of margaritas and selected chair partially shaded by a tree.
You did not get weather like this in England. Or in Space. Or on Stormcage.
To anyone who might look she was the picture of relaxed indulgence. She was aces at entertaining herself having spent large swaths of her life mostly alone but under it was an edge of something like restlessness. Anticipation. She didn't know, what it was herself so she was going to ignore it and ask Thor nosy questions about his brother when her friend arrived.
You did not get weather like this in England. Or in Space. Or on Stormcage.
To anyone who might look she was the picture of relaxed indulgence. She was aces at entertaining herself having spent large swaths of her life mostly alone but under it was an edge of something like restlessness. Anticipation. She didn't know, what it was herself so she was going to ignore it and ask Thor nosy questions about his brother when her friend arrived.