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Something to take the blues away [video]

[Ellie clicks on the console. While those who don't know her might think she looks like a normal 14 year old, those that do know her can tell she's trying to distract herself.

She rubs her nose as she ponders how to start this, before thinking that maybe she should even just cut the feed off. But, hell, she made it this far.

Her arm is bandaged up in a rough sling-- something she did herself.]

Sooo... I guess we can talk about what the fuck just happened, or we can talk about something better. Like, okay, I've had some of the kedan read to me?

Guys, guys. Their stories are fucking hilarious. I'm not even sure how someone gets engaged 12 times on accident, but there's a story for that.

And there's a story about the guy who had a huge case of mistaken identity, and owed a stupid amount of debt because someone pretended to be him when gambling.

... And a huge amount of these end up being romance stories.

Don't even fucking ask me.

[she shrugs and offers a little grin]

I asked if there was any stuff about someone pissing off a monster, or going to outer space, but nope. Nothing. Nada.

How fucking weird is that?

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Good.

So, got any stories you can tell?

...probably none that you would want to hear.

Why, are they all romance?

Most of them, yes.

Try me. I listened to a bunch of romance stories so far.

[She hesitated. Glanced up at her console. Sure, if she wanted privacy, she probably could use an encryption. But, all the same...somehow, it didn't seem right to tell a story over the Network. It was better told in person.]

Not here. Not now.

I'd feel better if there wasn't a chance for people to listen in. Some of the stories aren't really mine to tell.

... Sure. I can understand that. You don't have to tell me now.

[she understands not wanting to tell certain stories. It happens sometimes. And she didn't think Midii was being as frustrating about it as-- well... Joel.

She nods quickly after her statement]

We can meet up.

[Achievement Unlocked: less frustrating than Joel.]

Anywhere you like.

There's a food truck that sometimes comes into the main park in the Wood Sector. I can meet you at the entrance there.

And we can get a snack, 'cause I don't know about you, but I'm starving.

Sounds like a perfect plan to me.

I'll be there as soon as I can. It takes me a while to get there from Fire.

Yeah-- fire's kind of a pain to get to from here, I know how you feel.

Thanks for coming out to meet me.

[Midii was less casual about her travels around the city than she had been a few weeks ago. People who had gone inside the bottle weren't the only ones to face trials and tribulations. She was still leaps and bounds from her initial arrival, but anybody who knew her well enough could see the paranoia slowly creeping back into her eyes.]

[That said, she did relax a bit when she caught sight of Ellie. While it was true that they were there for her to share some of her more private stories, it wasn't anything that would be detrimental to her survival. Just...not the Network's business.]

Of course.

You said something about food?

[Ellie waved as Midii approached, and then hooked her good hand underneath her backpack strap. Her rifle and bow and arrow were there, and she had her switchblade close at hand.

The bottle had been traumatic for several reasons. Her injured arm was not one of them.]

Yeah-- it's some sort of bread with stuff cooked inside, but damn it's good. Sound like something you wanna try?

You mean, like a crepe? Sure.

Is that what it is?

Either way, it's down this way. [she tilts her head in motion, towards a path leading more towards the center of the wooded park]

And it's good.

Maybe? There are a lot of different kinds of pastries. That's just one of them.

[She followed Ellie, somewhat familiar with the path but letting the older girl take the lead on this one.]

[if Ellie knew her path to anything, it was to food. When they get there, the smell of grilled meat starts to go strong in the air, and the source seems to be a small cart with a kedan selling some steamed dumplings-- whatever was in them, Ellie didn't care]

It's up ahead, c'mon.

[Definitely not crepes.]

[But that was alright; MIdii's mouth watered the closer she got to the smell. A sweet, rich aroma that permeated the air around him and only made her hungrier. As evident by the loud growl her stomach gave off the moment she approached the cart.]

...sorry. [She smiled sheepishly at Ellie before turning back to the vendor.] I'll take one portion, please.

[Ellie grinned—the growling was just a sign that this was the right place to be. For both of them. Because her stomach growled not long after Midii’s apology. Ellie waited, somehow being patient, as Midii ordered, and then]

Yeah, and one for me too. Hell, no, wait, I want 2.

[well, she was a growing girl. And she did really like these dumplings]

You've got quite the appetite.

[She wasn't judging, per say. She just didn't think she would even be able to finish one portion all her own, let alone two.]

If you get the chance to have a ton of food… you take it. At least, that’s what I’m operating under. Sometimes I overdo it, and I get that stomach ache from being too full, but that never happened back home.

[Ellie took her two portions, eager for them]

And I’d rather my stomach hurt from eating too much than eating not enough.

I prefer to not have my stomach hurt at all. But that's just me.

[Portions acquired, Midii headed over towards a nearby bench. There was plenty of room for the two girls, with enough space in between to use the rest of the seat as a makeshift table. The vendor had given her chopsticks rather than a fork, but fortunately, she knew how to use them. Practice.]

[Ellie and chopsticks wasn't a good combination. But, she was good enough with just biting into them. There was something to be said about growing up in a post apocalpytic society: you just didn't care about things like neatness or manners anymore]

So! Stories, right?

Right. Stories.

[She did have them. Many stories, in fact. It was only a matter of deciding which ones to start off with.]

You're sure you don't mind a love story? It really is true.

[she nods, taking a bite of the dumpling as the other girl asks her if she's okay with a romance story. She pauses eating to wipe her mouth with the back of her hand]

Yeah. A real love story... Doesn't sound half bad.

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