For Claire [Backdated to 8/22]

[noonelaughed]

Claire is one of the first people he goes to tell about it.

See, Maxxie's birthday's coming up really soon, and Chris reckons that now's as good a time as any for another party. The last one was fucking amazing, it was, and with everything as fucked as it's been lately, everyone could use one.

And to top it all off, Chris has got like, some great stuff planned for this one. Maxxie'd mentioned wanting a throne, so they're gonna find a proper one for him with a crown to go with it. Only problem is, Chris is kind of shit at all that. Claire's not, though, and Chris figures she'll know just how to pull it off.

Or, at least, he hopes she does. Otherwise Maxxie might find himself sitting on a chair from the compound or something.

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[regenerated]

On most days, tracking Claire Bennet down is no easy task. With each passing month, the restlessness that's been planted in her chest upon arrival has been growing worse, leaving it impossible for the blonde to stay in her room for long. With her newfound vulnerability comes a rush in everything that she does, the leaping and jumping that Zuko's been helping her with, the waves crashing around her as she tries (and often fails) to surf, and even in her friendships. But today, the sun teases the island from behind lingering clouds in the sky, and the intermittent shade tempts Claire to take a day off, lounging on her bed with Mr. Muggles sitting directly on the small of her back as she flips through various biology books.

As a knock sounds on her door, Claire tilts her head curiously, but heads to the door soon enough, tugging it open and breaking into a smile as soon as she sees who it is waiting there. She leans her shoulder against the doorframe, grinning.

"Hey." Trying to keep her excitement to a manageable level, she turns around and casts another look over her shoulder as she holds the door open further to let Chris in. "Come in. And watch out for Mr. Muggles, he's... around here somewhere."