{ota} rah rah, sis boom bah

[heartvestment]

It's that time of year. Time to field last minute questions, figure out routes for trips, have IDs made and transcripts printed and finalize the decisions of the 18-year-olds in the Deck. It could be worse, Edie can't help but think. There weren't that many kids in each class in the Deck, after all. There could be so many more.

But this number of students committing to colleges is still a hassle, is still something that makes Evangeline Huntly very stressed. Which is why she'll be sitting on a bench in Town, grumbling to herself as she goes through files.

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[heartvestment]

"Cynric!" So much protesting and batting at him. "Stop that! This is my job, you know."

[hamelinic]

"I thought you had a better job." Or maybe, in his mind, he just blocked out things that were silly about people. Like that they would be such normal, reasonable people and still have such a boo-hiss profession.

[heartvestment]

"Apologies for disappointing you, then," she says with a grin. "I do work occasionally in my parents' record studio?"

[hamelinic]

"Occasionally." So offended. You have so offended the Joker woman it is not even hilarious. Look at this offense. "To occasionally music is to occasionally breathe."

[heartvestment]

"I music all the time!" she protests. "Just... I only work in music occasionally."

[hamelinic]

"Prove it. Right now." Where's the music in your ridiculous sitting-here-with-papers, woman. Where.

[heartvestment]

"The... music of the Earth." ... Lame save. But. She pulls out her MP3 player, so... good save?

[hamelinic]

Disapprove. Disapprove and disgruntlement.

And also suspicious poking at this player of MP3s. He trusts them not at all.

Still disapprove.

Make it be fiddle music.

[heartvestment]

Look at this fiddle music that is now playing. Real live fiddle music.

Thank god Edie gets the Free Song of the Week every time it changes. Who knew there was fiddle music on iTunes?

[hamelinic]

...slight approval. But. Still such grumpiness. "And why d'you not just do this? Why've you got t' do all the letters too?"

[heartvestment]

"Because I need money to support myself and I'm not good enough at music to get paid for it." The sad, sad truth.

[hamelinic]

"And you need money to support yourself because...?"

Had no one taught her to steal things? Had she not been raised to forage properly? Ridiculous.

[heartvestment]

"... things cost money, Cynric." Pause. "Or, at least... they do in the non-Joker world. Unfortunately."

[hamelinic]

"It's not about the money. We don't need your money."

She sees where this is going, doesn't she.

"What d'you actually need to live you can't earn outside of the cash economy, hm?"

[heartvestment]

"An apartment is pretty hard to get without cold hard cash-money, Cynric." It's true.

[hamelinic]

"Trees are free. Couches in someone else's apartment are nearly free."

Try again.

[heartvestment]

"... trees. Seriously? Cynric, I'm a Huntly girl. I need my own space to bedazzle and fill with clothes."

[hamelinic]

Don't hit him, but.

"Be-what?"

[heartvestment]

"Bedazzle." She shrugs. "You know, like... adding jewels and decorations?"

[hamelinic]

...what.

"...but trees are already gorgeous."

[heartvestment]

"But... bedazzling is fun." Look at her iPhone cover. Look at the pretty decorations.