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[traaaaaash]

WHO: Eda and the network!
WHERE: The Owlery
WHEN: Before the convention.
WHAT: Introducing the sewing station
WARNINGS: None!

[ The feed clicks on to reveal Eda standing in a shop, her background relatively clear of odd junk for once. She's smirking at the camera. ]

So, a little birdie told me there's about to be a nerd convention in town. The birdie is named Luz and she's been talking my ear off about it.

So I've been thinking to myself, y'know, I could dust off my old sewing machine for this. Been helping Luz with her costumes and all.

[ She pans the camera to the side to reveal a little cloth-covered table with an obviously slightly older model of a sewing machine on it, surrounded by various supplies. A little chair stands in front. ]

And after that I've decided to set up a little sewing station in my shop, for all you nerds who don't have your own machines at home. Free of charge, just bring your fabric. Have fun!

[ She winks and waves, and the feed ends. ]

Comments

video : un:coffeelvr4ever

[robopriest]

Ha. That's pretty generous of you. But what if we just need to patch something up that isn't a costume? I'm a little too old for costumes, anyways.

[traaaaaash]

I mean, it's standing there now, so whatever.

[robopriest]

Alright. I have a couple of ripped sleeves and such needing fixing, so I'll probably be around.

Need anything in return for your wonderful gesture for the community? Treats? Coffee?

Video: UN: BRUNO

[wedonttalkabout]

How good of you- I never knew you were so considerate towards the nerds.

[traaaaaash]

Well, I'm not gonna say no to that!

[traaaaaash]

Honestly, I just think they're cute. With their little costumes and their playing cards and whatever.

My sister likes watching ink dry, is that not the most ridiculous, adorable thing?

[ A snorting laugh! Look, she teases with love. ]

[robopriest]

Then it shall be done. Speak your preference or forever hold your peace.

[traaaaaash]

Hey, so, you look like the type who might hang at the Void Denny's. If you bring me Apple Blood, you're golden.

[robopriest]

Oh, I've only been there once, but...yeah, sure. Apple Blood it is.

And don't be surprised if I suddenly pop up. Trying out something new, let's just say that.

[traaaaaash]

Sure, be my guest. Thanks for the heads up.

[robopriest]

Nooooo problem.

[It's...a surprisingly shorter period of time than expected between his last message and the next she sees him, because, without any warning whatsoever, there's a pop and a puff of smoke, and there he is, dark priest garb and eyepatch and all, facing the wall with a sort of deer in headlights look.]

Ah. [And he's blinking, disoriented - he has a little carton with two Apple Bloods nestled in it in one hand, with a bag draped on the other. Hansa twists on his heel, before giving a firm nod.] Ah! There. Was worried I'd turn up somewhere else. Hardly want to get stuck in walls, here.

[a_cute_batata]

You ARE coming though, right? Don't you want to see your work live and in color?

Video; un: BlueOrchestra

[fiddlestick]

[Sup Eda. It sure is the guy you encountered at the concert last month on the video feed]

Haha, that's a really generous offer! I hope you get some good sales out of it.

[traaaaaash]

Thanks. Hey, aren't you that person who was talking to Raine after the concert?

[traaaaaash]

I guess I shouldn't let you run around there all on your own, huh.

[traaaaaash]

[ Eda does startle a little, as she was very engrossed in her tetris game -- which she promptly loses, of course. ]

Aw, rats, now I lost my game!

[ She brightens immediately at the sight of the apple blood, though, and chuckles a little at Hansa's concern. ]

Well, worst comes to worst, I think I got a wrecking ball somewhere around here.

[ It's better if you don't ask. ]

[fiddlestick]

Ah, yep.

We ran into them by chance on our way out.

[yeah that's it]

You know Raine I take it?

[traaaaaash]

Uh, yeah, you could say that.

We were classmates.

[fiddlestick]

Ah, right. At Kaisou High.

There's a whole filing cabinet drawer of your time there that they stowed away in my office.

[traaaaaash]

Wow, that record is really permanent, huh.

[fiddlestick]

In your case, it seems so.

I asked once if we could throw out, but some of the older staff members insisted that we can "never forget" and it should stay.

[Those poor teachers lived through a lot]

Seems you left a lasting impression.

[traaaaaash]

Of course, who could forget my charm and good looks!

[fiddlestick]

Sure, it was that and not at all your infamy.

But really, I'm sorry if we disrupted your reunion with your, uh, classmate. We really didn't mean to do that!

[traaaaaash]

What did you mean to do, then? Hey, how do you know Raine? You work at the school?

[fiddlestick]

Ah, well, preferably we wouldn't have run into them at all...

[No point in denying it.]

I don't really know Raine personally, only of them through reputation as another violinist. But I'm really just a music teacher, nothing on their level!

[That sure doesn't answer the question fully]