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[youidiots.livejournal.com]

[Someone is really, really, really not too pleased about waking up to find out that she'd become what amounted to a gangly, teenage version of her brother. She'd managed to remove the more constricting parts of her uniform, now simply wearing a towel around her shoulders and a pair of dull shorts. Retreating to the Plane had seemed like the best option at this point. She hadn't wanted to deal with Luke's reaction, or Jade poking fun in his dry fashion, or Anise...

Oh, Yulia. It wasn't really a retreat at all.

It was honestly infuriating, and that was outside of all of the niggly biological changes that she was sure she would have to deal with at some point. For now she was simply content to sit in an out-of-the way place and avoid reflective surfaces.]

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[ephemeral-day.livejournal.com]

[frowns] It must be really weird otherwise.

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

It is. More than I care to think about...

[ephemeral-day.livejournal.com]

Anything I can help you with?

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

Unless you have the ability to return one to one's proper shape and form, then I don't think so.

[ephemeral-day.livejournal.com]

[makes a face] No, can't do that. But I could help you find something better to do than hanging around here worrying about it?

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

Such as? I'd rather avoid as many people as possible right now. [read: as many people from her homeworld as possible.]

[ephemeral-day.livejournal.com]

[deflates a little at that] Oh...

Well, you could at least take a walk? Or...I don't think people visit the theatre that often...

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

Theatre? [She rolls this word around like it's entirely unfamiliar]

[ephemeral-day.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you know. For films? It's an old-fashioned one, but it can play lots of things, as long as you bring them yourself.

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

Films?

[ephemeral-day.livejournal.com]

[her eyes widen] Your world hasn't got films? [narrows her eyes, looking Tear up and down] Or...when are you from?

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

I've never heard of films before, no.

When? It should be the beginning of Sylph Decan, ND2018. Does that matter?

[ephemeral-day.livejournal.com]

...okay, not my universe, then. Or at least, not my part of it.

[grins] It's decided! C'mon. [grabs Tear's hand]

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

Wh-what?! [jerks back a bit, mostly out of reflex] What are you--

[ephemeral-day.livejournal.com]

[pouts] We're going to the theatre, aren't we? You've gotta see a film if you haven't before! [offers her hand for Tear to take, now that she sees how hesitant (s)he is]

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

But what is it? [Still getting to her feet to follow, although the familiar contact is a bit much for her.]

[ephemeral-day.livejournal.com]

[realising Tear isn't going to take it, she drops her hand, but not without a bit more pouting. considers the question] It's...um... Have you seen plays before?

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

No, I haven't... I've read about them in books.

[ephemeral-day.livejournal.com]

It's like a play! Except on a screen, so you can watch the same one as many times as you want. And nobody ever flubs their lines!

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

It's on a screen? It's like a broadcast recording, then?

[ephemeral-day.livejournal.com]

Ohh, you have those? Yeah, but it's recorded, so you don't need the people there to do it. You can watch it whenever you want!