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[somethingspecial]

I realize that this place is a far cry from normal, but I do have a question concerning the... natives and what makes them happy.

[Rachel, by the video, seems to be somewhere within the Odin district. She has an armful of books and her bracelet is turned on, precariously centered on her face as she tries to adjust everything -- but as her arm moves, it seems to show a collective of grey people staring at her.]

I was just walking home and a few of them started to follow me and I'm unsure on whether or not they want me to come with them or take me to their leader or -- well, it isn't as if any of them speak and -- this is so rude, they can probably hear me -- oh, no --

[And as Rachel turns, to face her followers, the books tip out of her arms to land on the ground. She curses softly to herself before she steps forward, to rescue a sheaf of sheet music from a puddle. And as she's about to proclaim that she doesn't have the money to replace it, one of the natives stoops to pick up one of her books -- and seems to point at the sheet music that she's borrowed from the library. She takes it gingerly before looking at it -- and she looks up at the taller being with a tentative smile.]

Do you like music -- ? Is that what you want to keep hear --

[And the feed shuts off as she hurries to pick up the rest of her things.]

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[somethingspecial]

[Oh, excellent. But Rachel will not let it go that easily. She'll just harass you into talking about your feelings when they're alone. >:c]

Excellent! I can meet you in the Freyr district -- maybe we can explore Freya?

[showbizpanache]

There's a difference?

[somethingspecial]

Freya is the pink district!

[It's said sunnily.]

Unfortunately, we don't live in it.

[showbizpanache]

What a shame. [He grins at her.]

I'll meet you shortly. Wear something cute!

[somethingspecial]

[She opens her mouth to argue, but -- bluh, Kurt is upset, she supposes she can indulge him. So she meets him in a bright green sundress with her usual stockings and shoes, but at least it more-or-less matches? Right?

Look, she tried. 8|]

Kurt!

[showbizpanache]

Rachel! You, ah-- [Oh how far he's come. Instead of saying she looks like a walking Mountain Dew bottle, he smiles.] You look lovely.

[somethingspecial]

[She smooths out the skirt with a dramatic flourish.]

I got it at one of the nearby shops -- there are tailors here, you know. I don't have the money to order anything, but they hemmed it so it actually fit.

[She fucking loves her bright colors, ok, Kurt, looking like a Mountain Dew bottle is what she does best.]

Not that you would need one, you can turn a curtain into a designer hat.

[showbizpanache]

You think so?

[He smiles as they link arms and start to walk. It's really nice to hear someone tell him he's good at something, since he's been believing the exact opposite since his rejection letter.]

I suppose I'm a bit handy with a sewing needle.

[somethingspecial]

I hardly give out compliments without due reason, Kurt.

[Somewhat reproachfully, as if Kurt would ever think her the sort of person to tell a lie to make someone feel better. She is the epitome of harsh criticism, but only when it's true. Kurt certainly doesn't deserve a false pat on the head for something he is extraordinarily good at.]

You're the best I know.

[showbizpanache]

[And that's why it means so much--because he knows her and how she operates. Warmth spreads through his chest.]

That means a lot, Rach. Thank you.