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Who: You!
Where: Hotel!
When: Day 105!

[ Sure, you may be incapable of lying and also incapable of being emotionally honest and ALSO be completely amnesiac, but fanmail waits! For no one!

As usual, the lobby is flooded, preventing you from leaving or entering the hotel without wading through a bunch of boxes and mountains of cards. But - OWO? WHAT'S THIS?

Your phone buzzes, too! ]

Producers: LOL you guys that was SOOOOOOO BAD

[ Wait. That message is gone. What? ]

Producers: Congratulations, idols! You got to the next goal with your stunning performance! Wow, you're doing so great!
Producers: For 500,000 points, you can get something - or someplace! - nice. Maybe you want a spa? A cute cafe? Whatever it is, it'll be shared by your community, isn't that nice? And you get to choose what it is, too!
Producers: Suggest a location here, and we'll send an official poll sometime soon. You know how it goes!
Producers: Or do you?

[ Hm!

Submit #poll suggestions here! ]

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Memories won't help you here anyway.

[She follows easily, and answers somewhat dismissively (almost bitterly), apparently not very warm to the whole remembering-your-past-life schtick. Which is maybe not surprising, considering how they met in the first place. But then she adds in a more neutral tone:]

It's lame that they go and steal something right out of your head and expect you to earn it back, though. Also creepy. How do we even know those are our real memories?

[oops she brought up the wrong subject apparently

for both of them. a chill runs through her when she hears that possibility, and she feels momentarily dizzy.]

Ah, hm. Yes, er, it isn't exactly fair.

[She doesn't address it again.

When the train arrives, she just snags Sekhmet by the wrist to tug her on again, abandoning her just inside the doors to pace the empty car because apparently she needs to select the exact particular correct seat (because cat) -- though once she's satisfied she'll just go back and pull Sekhmet over to where she wants before settling herself. Adopting a perch again, though, with her legs tucked up and her tail curled around her. She curls her claws into the seat a little to steady herself against the motion of the train -- she doesn't wear shoes, didn't even when there was snow, and while her feet are mostly human in appearance there's something definitely feline to them, with her toes looking almost paw-like and tipped in black claws same as her fingers.

She leans in, almost nose-to-nose with Sekhmet:]

Hey, what station are we getting off at?

[The shock of that possibility stays with her- but it's something that will haunt her later, creeping in in the space between moments.

After a few moments of watching Kohime, she is able to smile again at her strange mannerisms, and she follows her to the seat that the girl chose. Of course none of that stops her from being surprised and flustered again at Kohime's face suddenly being so close.]

O-Oh, um, this one!

[She points to the map app!]

[This time at least it doesn't seem intentional! Or, at least, it's not something she's doing just to get a reaction. She shifts to look at the phone instead, though it doesn't help much with how close she is.]

What's the point of having everything so far apart? This whole city is, like, completely empty. They could just put stuff like this around the corner from the dorm.

I think that they have reconstructed a city as it exists in some other world. For what reason, though, I do not know. It's truly an enormous city, though, isn't it?

[Considers this for a moment before she sits up again, shifting so she's wrapping her arms around her knees instead of perching.]

Well it's definitely not based on my world. Guess it's just easier to steal an idea than come up with something from scratch.

Hmm, and they didn't bother to recreate all of it, after all. But even so, it's strange to go to that much effort.

Yeah. . . or 'reward' us by building on it. There's probably a lot more to all this than some stupid entertainment show for whatever creeps are watching, but is there a point to trying to figure it out? I mean, it's not like it'd change anything for us.

No, I don't suppose there is. My mind just can't help but wonder and speculate, though.

Hmm, maybe I could buy the music app to pass the time?

––The what app?

Yes, for an expenditure of points, you can get the phone to play music.

[Flicks her tail...]

You really think they'd give us anything good to listen to?

[She shrugs and buys the app.]

It's worth a try.

[After a moment of figuring out how to use it, Idol music starts playing.]

Hmm.

[Starts laughing]

Oh man, somehow I feel like I should have expected that!

It's... spirited, in any case.

It's pretty stupid.

[After a moment, she hops down from her seat -- hands-first, landing on all fours before standing again, so there's another strange mannerism for the list -- and then holds out a hand for Sekhmet.]

C'mon, get up. Want that second dance?

[She stands up, and there's that blushy easy to tease Sekhmet again, though she seems more comfortable now.]

Oh, um, c-certainly!

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Pff, what're you getting all red for? It was your idea in the first place. So was the music and the trip.

[Takes her hand and pulls her in, though she immediately has to grab one of the hand rails with her other hand to steady them both. They're on a moving train, after all.]

[She's able to laugh this time, and just sways to the music because it's not really easy to to dance to anyway. She doesn't get any less flustered because dancing to this on a moving vehicle is really ridiculous, and she's conscious of that, but she seems to be having fun.]

That was why you started, um, messing with me in the first place, right? It's fine, er, I don't really mind.

And it was my idea. Many of my ideas are for awkward and silly things, you know?

[Her experience is ballroom-style dancing which doesn’t really fit the music style, so she’s content to follow along, doing a decent job of keeping her balance but it’s still a moving train and all. But with that comment, she leans in briefly to murmur in Sekhmet’s ear, playful:]

As long as it’s fun, right?

[As flustered as she gets, Sekhmet loves receiving this kind of attention- in a complicated way that bumps up against issues that she barely remembers the nature of- but she loves it nonetheless, that somebody is taking the effort to charm her and make her react. So she laughs a little nervously at the whisper, but smiles. Somehow Kohime's sweetness is all the sweeter for her prickly quirks.]

Yes, it really is fun. All of this without spiked punch, too.

[The ride actually does not take very long, because a certain player read something wrong on the setting page!]

[Hopefully Sekhmet's watching for their stop because Kohime sure ain't. She pulls back with a light laugh -- Sekhmet was right, before, saying it was all a matter of control, but that was before. This time around, for whatever reason, she's just doing it because she enjoys it and it's fun to get cute flustered reactions out of the other girl.]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[She knows exactly what she's talking about, obviously.]

[Sure enough, Sekhmet looks as flustered as ever, but not particular anxious about it.]

Of course not, I just mis-spoke, you wouldn't do anything like-

ah!

[The train suddenly stops! She pulls away to get her phone.]

This is our stop!

––What? Already?!

[Scrambling for her phone, too, then the door!]