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[Lexi looks dreamy and uncertain and a little sad, but she's trying to smile]

I, um. Has anyone else talked to people from home through one of those portal things and, uh, gotten spoilers for their own life? Because I have and it's weird? I'm glad for some of it, sad for some of it and I kinda need to talk this out. If that's okay?

[there's a long pause as Lexi looks off to the side, and arranges Orville so he's sitting on her shoulder, Orville immediately moving in to comfort Lexi by snuffling at her neck. she reaches up idly to pet him]

Also. I'd kinda like a roommate? I live in Gaze in a Lemon Cake house. My room's the one with blue and yellow wallpaper. [a long pause] I've never lived on my own before and I don't think I like it.

((OOC: there will be spoilers for Season 2 of Euphoria, event log to follow later on because the boss' wife is in today, woe!))

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Orville. Dude, that's the cutest thing I've seen in weeks.

Oh, a big stupid orca named Willzyx. He's a dumbass.

And, like, don't be embarrassed about living on your own the first time being scary. The first time I lived alone I totally cried about it.

Really? That's great, I'm so glad!

Wait, how did you pronounce the last part of his name? And an Orca! Do you have one of those huge aquarium things at home for him?

At least I'm not alone, then. I'm just so used to having my mom and my sister around. Mom watching on of her awful reality TV shows and Cassie...being Cassie. [she says with a rueful laugh]

Really.

Will-zee-axe. Stupid, right? And nah he just floats through the air. He changes size,too. Usually he's only about as big as a Saint Bernard.

I know a few people who have crabs for omens, that's pretty unimpressive.

Oh god, yeah, I get that. I went away to university and suddenly I missed my family so much even though they bugged the shit out of me. You the oldest sibling?

Okay, this I have to see. Even in the wildest fantasy books I read, none of them had a floating Orca the size of a Saint Bernard.

Crabs? Seriously? And they haven't killed everyone because of the STD jokes yet?

Yeah, I'm kind of in the same boat. I would gladly watch another rerun of Little People, Big World if it meant that my mom was there, watching it. But, nope, I'm the little sister. Though...I kind of have to look after everyone else. It gets exhausting.

You like fantasy novels?! And I can call him if you want.

Not yet, heh. Uhm, my boyfriend actually has a whole crab motif. I don't think he knows it's an STD though.

Oh yeah? Is your sister a bit of a mess? No judgement.

Yeah! I mean, who doesn't? And that would be great!

Oh no, really? Who's going to tell him? Someone has to tell him before someone else gets there first.

Look up the word "messy" and you'll find a picture of Cassie next to it.

Lots of people. I love em, though.

Okay, hang on. [His eyes unfocus a little bit and his head tips forward as black smoke suddenly escapes his chest like steam from a grate. It coalesces into a blob just over his shoulder and then quickly forms into an orca about the size of a small pony. It does a slow roll in the air.]

Nah, trust me, if he finds out publicly it'll be the funniest thing ever. He screams a lot, it's a riot.

Oof. I'm sorry. No kid should have to babysit her older family members.

Me, too. One of my first memories is reading The Hobbit for a bedtime story.

Okay. [and her eyes go huge at the sight of the orca]...holy shit! That's got to be about the coolest thing I've ever seen. I never would have even imagined that was possible.

I'll be on the lookout, then.

I'm not going to say it's okay because it's not. But I'm used to it.

Me and my friends used to play like, wizards and stuff when I was little. I always wanted to be an elf.

He's a derp, though. [The whale makes a sad whale noise and headbutts him gently.]

Yeah if you ever see anyone on the network typing in all caps and calling everyone stupid while using slang that's just sliiiightly weird? That's him.

Yeah, you can get used to pretty much anything, unfortunately. Oh, uh, I'm Kyle, by the way. I actually also live in Gaze so we're sort of neighbours maybe.

Really? That must've been so much fun! And who wouldn't want to be an elf, at least a Tolkien elf. A Dragon Age elf...maybe not.

But a cute derp! [and Orville gives a big, hedgehoggy grin]

I'll definitely have to keep an eye out. He sounds like he'd be hard to miss.

It sure seems that way. And it's great to meet you, Kyle, I'm Lexi. And we probably are? My house is kinda...hard to miss Are you an Arcane Scholar, too?

Totally Tolkien elf, all the way.

[Willzyx rolls in the air again.]

He is.

Dude, your house kinda rules, though. Mine's the opposite, the entrance is around back behind a fake storefront that says Bi the Garage. It's weird.

I am! The Archive is like a dream come true. I'm, uh, kinda a nerd I guess. But it's helpful here. I wouldn't know half of what I'm doing with powers and crap without it.

Hell yeah! [a pause] Unfortunately, there's no way to fistbump by Omni. Otherwise, I totally would.

[Lexi coos and Orville makes some little excited sounds]

Really? You think so? Thanks! I kind of saw it while wandering around Gaze and everything's so gloomy there that it stuck out like a sore thumb. And lemon cake with strawberry filling has always been my favorite, so I figure it was fate.

Love the garage name! Bi solidarity! [raised solidarity fist]

It is! And no need to feel awkward, I'm a total nerd, terminally uncool. But fuck it, what's the old saying about not wanting to be part of a club that would have you in it? [sorry Rue, but it's a good saying] I'm still trying to figure mine out. The one time I succeeded, it was 'cause I thought the guy was homicidal or something.

[He cackles. Like, actually cackles - Kyle has a very stupid laugh.]

I totally think so, yeah. I really do think this place like... shows us our own spots? Like the stupid garage name - it's not even a real garage, the whole bottom of the building is totally empty - is one hundred percent the name of a place we had in town growing up. And like, how is that possible, you know? But hell yes solidarity, regardless.

You don't LOOK uncool, you must be a downlow dork. [He's grinning, clearly not being serious.]

Do you know your bloodtype?

[Lexi's laugh is equally as dorky, coming in bursts of giggles which she tries to muffle and completely fails]

Yeah, I'm seeing that. Though, my powers? Are like crazy powerful X-Men style powers. And I don't want to become the Dark Phoenix. And you're joking? That's so cool! Most people don't feel like using the "bi" label until they're at least in college. God knows I haven't come out to my family or my best friend. They'd freak. But still, solidarity!

I'm absolutely a downlow dork. Taking every college prep class I can get as a junior and then some. I also wrote a play about me and the circle of friends me and my sister were in, though I'm kind of wondering about how wise it is to put it on back home. Here, too, in cases someone from my world shows up. [and she's grinning back, but there's a note of genuine worry about her play]

I'm a darkblood. I managed to use the reality warping as a reflex with some guy who seemed like Evil Jude Law and I'm not just talking about the one from "Captain Marvel." But I've been trying for the other two for days and no luck. Maybe if I tried lifting something more heavy than a loaf of bread?

It's weird, right?! If you come from a place with no powers. Like, I'm just a regular fucking dude back home!

Oh, dude. Dude. I was terrified of coming out to my folks. I put it off until like, literally right before I went away for university because I figured if they disowned me I'd have already moved out. I was worried about my mom, especially, she's... uh. A little intense. I always felt like she wanted me to be a doctor or a lawyer and meet a nice girl and give her grandkids, you know? My little brother figured me out when I was like, fifteen, though.

Yes! See, okay, that's SMART though, that's how you get scholarships! Dude, totally put on your play, you can't live your life trying not to annoy other people all the time. That's so creative.

[He's so excited now.] Okay, me too! Even with the same bloodtype there's so many variations - I can't do telekinesis to save my fucking life. Like, literally. Oh, try not to die here, it sucks. But, yeah, dude, there's a lot of stuff in the Archives that can help. And it might take time. It took me forever to figure out anything abut mine. Some stuff is only like, now working semi reliably and I've been here since September.

Exactly! And me too!

Then it sounds like you had a wise and observant little brother. Me? I don't think mom would have freaked. Kind of hard to do that when you're passing out in the living room easy chair every night with a bottle of white zin tucked in close. And Cassie was such a mess that me being bisexual would be like throwing a pebble into a pond. As long as she was suitably butch and we had a turkey-baster baby or two. One of which having mom's genes, she's Jewish and proud. My BFF of my early teens, Rue, would have been perfect.

I like to how so! And I try to not worry, but it's got Cassie in it in a large role. Since my character, Grace, is there to be the foil.

[so is she!] Oh my gods, really? Really? That's reassuring, that even with months of training, I might not get to the peak with all of them. Even though I expect myself to because I'm a demented overachiever. ;) And I love the archives. When I mean to be looking for something Serious and Scholarly, it knows when I need a break to read some LM Montgomery or Lewis Carroll and chill.

Oh, yeah. Ike is a literal genius.

Dude. Sorry about your mom, that's some bullshit. I lucked out, my folks are pretty well adjusted overall. We're Jewish too, so my mom is just like... stereotypical Jewish mom, really. Uhm, this might be weird as fuck, but if you're jonesing for Passover Seder you can swing by. If I'm not way off with the calendar, it's this weekend.

Did you have a thing for your best friend? [Said with an odd sort of gentleness.]

I mean, realistically she's not gonna turn up. Could be cathartic for you to put it on, you know?

For seriously. And I understand completely. But like, okay, genuine word of warning? If people go, 'hey, you kinda look like shit are you studying too hard?' Listen to them. Corruption sneaks up on you, and with some of the stuff you might wind up studying? Hooooo boy. I nearly fucked myself hardcore last month.

That's so cool.

It's all right, I'm used to it. And I know Mom is doing the best she can, she's sort of stuck raising both of us on her own and has been since Dad left. And my mom is about as not the typical Jewish mom as humanly possible. And it's not weird, I'd love to come.

[puts the feed on Private]

Kind of? But she was in love with another girl, so I was like. I could pine after her forever or I could move on with my life while still staying her friend. So that's what I was doing. [said relatively calm]

She could. Actually, this could be the best place for her. Especially if her girlfriend came with her.

That's what I'm afraid of. I kind of get obsessive when I'm in the middle of something I'm really into and before you know it, bam! I've been awake for nearly forty-eight hours and living on Starbucks. Starbucks alone would probably make corruption go from zero to one hundred in no time.

He's also Canadian, so he's sort of weird sometimes. He's adopted.

Yeah, but like... and NO disrespect to your mother, but we all choose how we deal with shit, you know? So while I think it's good to have sympathy for her, don't think you're not allowed to be pissed.

Okay, dope! I'll send you like, a little map. Since it's perpetual night it's always after sundown, so you can pretty much show up whenever on Friday. You can meet anybody else who shows up, heh. I think my friend Ezra will.

[PRIVATE]

Wow, okay, I know that feeling and it sucks ass. I'm sorry.

Yeah? How come?

Yeah... [Sigh.] It's dangerous. I literally melted my face off last month because I got obsessive that way. I was walking around with a skull face acting like a total dick.

Does he say "aboot?" And talk about poutine?

Yeah. Mom is...she's one of those moms who wants to be our friends, not our mom. That works fine for Cassie, but with both of them acting out their teenage drama, someone has to make sure they eat at least twice a day and that the house is clean and the bills get paid on time. So I guess I'm pissed? It would be nice if they'd admit that they've been relying on me a lot.

Sounds great! It'll be nice to meet you and everyone else in person.

[private 5-ever]

It's okay. The girl she's with, she couldn't be more different from me if she tried. So maybe I'm just--not her type? And/or has been wrapped up in a lot of her own trauma for a while.

She's--she's pretty heavy into drugs. Has been for a long time. She went to rehab for several months, but I know she's using again.

Yiiiiiikes. So, note to self, do your best to avoid corruption. Go, fight, win and other stupid cheerleader slogans.

He talks pretty normal 'cause he was adopted as a baby.

Fuck. Yeah. I've seen some pretty screwed up parents in my time and like... addiction is the worst. It just ruins so much in obvious and insidious ways.

[PRIVATE]

Mine was straight. So. I get the feeling.

Oh, jeez. I'm so sorry, that's SO fucking hard to watch. But there's a lot to get fucked up on here, too.

Best thing is to make connections with people. It sounds cheesy but it really works.

Aww. That's cute. Babies are adorable.

Yeah...it. Probably doesn't help that my dad was either driving drunk or fell asleep at the wheel and got into a car wreck. I was...thirteen? But anyway, they gave him all kinds of opiates for the pain, so it didn't take long for him to one, get addicted and two, graduate to heroin. He robbed our house of its fine china and silverware to trade for a fix.

[very private]

....oooh. That's the worst. At least with someone bi, I can tell myself I wasn't her type. To not be in the running at all, though, that sucks.

Yeah, I've heard rumors about mushrooms? But I didn't even like pot when my best friend shotgunned it to me. No way in hell am I going to try anything else.

Then I'm glad we made this connection.

Dude. Dude, holy shit, you really HAVE had it rough. One of my best friends growing up, his folks were addicts and it got pretty fucking bad, but nobody died.

Yeah. I still feel like... very stupid about it. Like at least if someone is bi you're like, hey maybe I have a chance! Although I guess that's actually worse. Huh. Let's just say both are horrible.

This place is nuts, you can wind up just eating like... a chocolate and suddenly you're stoned as fuck. But that usually only seems to happen at big parties.

Me too. And as a bonus it seems like we're from a fairly close kind of universe.

I guess. I don't really like to think about it because my big sister is still convinced that our dad could do no wrong and will start showing up for us again on weekends any time now. I know better.

No, no, there's no reason to feel stupid. Much less very stupid. Orientations suck. If everyone was pan, that at least would be a level playing field, but the way things are now? Best thing to do is try to get over it.

Noooooo. I'd heard of drugged chocolates for Valentine's Day, the last thing I want is to go to a party, small or large, and get doped out of my mind at it.

It sure seems that way. Which is always nice. Hello, from a neighboring dimension!

[Sigh.] Sometimes people have to hang onto things even if it's never gonna happen, I guess. It's the only thing that keeps them going. Which is not to say it's remotely healthy.

Yeah. I'm fine now, it's been years, but it was definitely not how I wish it had gone down. Like if I had it to do over I'd try and pay more attention to other people or something. Which, okay, is hard in a very small town when you're only attracted to people you actually like.

Easy solution: always make somebody else try shit at any sort of city-wide gathering.

I'm sure there's differences, there always seems to be some. But I promise I'm from the boring Earth. [This is a lie, but he doesn't know it.]

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