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Daja didn't know how long she'd been gone. It had felt like she'd been trapped in those mazes forever, never finding the way out. Never knowing what trick would be thrown at her next. Sometimes she'd wondered if she'd ever get back to the ship.

And she still didn't understand why she was expected to want cake so much.

But now she was back, and the relief she felt was palpable. It wasn't home - never really home, not without Sandry and Tris and Briar - but it was familiar. She clung to her staff like it was her lifeline and she walked through the hallways, making her way towards the City and her forge.

[[ooc: Okay, so feel free to run into Daja anywhere from the hallways to the city - just put where you want to set the scene in the subject line so I know. She's only going to be meeting Nehaalista at the forge though, so please don't set your thread at the forge itself! (Well. Unless you're Nehaa, that is :P)]]

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"We have to keep living on, even after those close to have have died," Daja said gently. "We all mourn in our own ways. We shouldn't forget, but we must move on as well."

Daja smiled, touched by the offer. "Oh, thank you. You don't have to do that Katara. What did you find?"

"I will never forget," Katara said. "People on this ship are not just people, just random things for Stacy who did not know better. They, WE, do all that we can. And if one of us are fallen, we will remember them for what they did. I learned that when we lost B 5."

She nodded. "I was able to bring a few teas. I love them, thanks to my world, and I know you will too. Also I...I got a few dresses you might like too, if you don't mind such a thing."

Daja always somehow seemed experienced, beyond frivolities, but Katara was still one for aesthetics when the chance afforded.

Daja smiled softly. "I'm glad then, to know that you'll always be remembering the people here."

"Oh! You have tea? Real tea?" Daja certainly didn't crave cake, but tea - that was something she had missed. And while she had had a small stash before her disappearance, she doubted it was still there - or any good to drink by now. "Oh, but I can't possibly take it from you. And I have nothing to trade for it - unless, perhaps, you would like me to craft you something? A necklace perhaps, or a bracelet?"

Daja covered a smile. "I'm not one for dresses," she admitted. "We Traders wear leggings, or breeches. And I am happy with my plantsuit - you should save them for yourself, or for someone who really needs them."

"Other people can do it, and just go along. I can't. I don't care if people say its better to forget it: I can't. They were here."

She smiled. "Oh, I do want something, I can't lie: I'm becoming trained in the sword, I'll need a decent shield. But...when I got the tea, I thought if you too. So please accept the majority of it as something you can use for your future deals, okay?"

She laughed. "Well, I tried! I mean, I can wear a dress, but I like to see my friends in ones I pick. Breeches though...maybe you have something I can sew you out of the dresses?"

"No, you should never forget," Daja agreed.

"A shield I can make. However," Daja's smile turned mischievous. Katara was perhaps someone Daja could call friend - but she was still at heart a Trader. "I think any shield I make would be worth more than a few bundles of tea. Particularly since materials are difficult to acquire. Though perhaps if you were to give me your best teas...and if you'd also manage to acquire some preserved foods as well..."

Daja shifted her staff a little. Back home she'd only worn clothing made by her sister for quite sometime; somehow, the thought of asking someone else to make her clothing felt like a betrayal. But, she did not want to be so rude as to refuse Katara's generous offer. "Perhaps a nice tablecloth?" Daja suggested instead. "Especially something that could liven up the atmosphere."

And she wouldn't either: the statues in the Outsider's headquarters were proof of that.

Katara sighed, trying to act as if this was something that was hard for her to do, but in truth tea was only really god if shared with a friend anyway. "I guess I can manage that, although you really push pretty hard," she said. "The food from my personal stores I can give you a bit of, although that's an even harder pinch: it's mostly for my team so they don't have to stomach Stacy's horrible slop."

Little did she know that in a few days, that food would start to come in handy.

"I could manage that," she said, which she was more than happy to, really: she needed something to do. Seeing as how you're trying to drum up business though, why don't you come down to the city and see the hotel? It's where our team, the Outsiders are, and they probably want to get some things themselves. Oh, and we have vikings now, so you're bound to be busy soon!"

"Then we have a deal," Daja said, smiling. "I will begin work right away - hopefully, I will still have enough steel available." She looked at Karara, curious. "The Outsiders? That's a strange name for a team. Do you all live in this hotel then?"

She frowned slightly, hearing an unfamiliar reference. "Vikings? What are vikings?

Katara smiled and bowed gratefully. "Thank you." But when asked about the group she and Beastboy managed, she had plenty to say. "It's because of what we represent. It has its roots in another team, but on this ship its for those who've felt at odds with the other groups on the ship. While the Outsiders exists primarily for kids who have been tossed aside, its for anyone who wants people to belong with, and a team they can be family with."

Here, she chuckled. "I had to look them up to find out. They're a group of tenacious people who lived off the land, in search of adventure and distinguishing themselves through battle. I'm sure you'll meet them soon enough."

"I see. That is an excellent goal - but are you sure that 'the Outsiders' is the best name for it? If people call themselves outsiders, they will always see themselves as outsiders." Daja had been an outsider herself, once - both as a trangshi among her own people and a Trader among kaqs. Being an outsider had been painful, and while she had found acceptance in society again, the thought of willingly labelling herself as 'outsider' was troubling. "Surely it's better to have a name that represents something positive, rather than something negative?"

"So they are a race of people?" she asked.

Katara laughed to herself a little. "You know, I might have thought that once. But when I think about it, no one here is really in a place where they feel completely comfortable, they try to make things feel as normal as they can make it. When I heard the name, I identified it as a way we all feel every once and awhile. If you make a name like Outsider be bad, of course it will be. But if its something that represents something bigger...than you fail to see it as negative."

She nodded. "From what I can tell yes, but these particular one s are from a certain village."

Daja nodded, although she was still dubious about it. But she decided not to press the issue.

"They are lucky then, to have friends from home with them."

She quieted herself: it made her think of Sokka already, and that was something she knew would hurt her badly.

"We are our family now," Katara said. "If people have their own, that's good, but if they don't, that;s what we're here for."

Daja smiled, but inside she felt sad. She missed her own family, so much. "I am sure they are glad to have you, then."

She looked out to the city: over to where her forge would be. "It's bee good talking with you, Katara. But I'm afraid should be going. I think it's going to take me a little time, to get settled into things here again."

She nodded. "You do that. I'm sure you'll have a lot to do, Daja. Good luck."

She paused though. She'd always felt something lonely about Daja, a thing she knew that, as experienced as she was, that she couldn't touch. It really bothered her.

She took the girl's hand a moment.

"You're welcome Daja, in the Outsider's hotel. You have a lot to do, and I know it, but just remember that, ok?"

Daja bowed. "Thank you. And I will - I will make sure to come visit you all."

With a smile, Daja turned to move towards her forge once again.

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