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[dreamcatcher]

( guess who's back, back again? here she is, the grumpy savior, and... unbelievably, she's doing kind of okay. not, you know, great... but kind of okay.

she comes as a woman on a mission, though... however embarrassing it is. )

easy to pick up hobbies that you do with your hands, and go

sidebar: does anyone want a dreamcatcher? because I've got a lot of dreamcatchers.

( no seriously. a lot of dreamcatchers. she can get about an hour of sleep a night on a good night, so far, and the rest of her nights are spent failing at crafting and making dreamcatchers. )

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[dreamcatcher]

weaving was the first hobby suggested to me and it's ... not for me. I couldn't manage to make much of anything. I guess I can give the other two a try.

and sure. like I said, I keep a pile in my office. if you want one, it's yours.

[solasan]

Painting can be enjoyable, regardless of how recognizable the end result is to anyone else, but it's as often frustrating.

Where would your office be located? I admit to being new to this world and still in the process of getting my bearings.

[dreamcatcher]

can't claim to have an artistic bone in my body, I might have to aim for painting things that aren't supposed to be recognizable

it's in Heropa, a place called Pretty Princess Event Planning. your phone should help you navigate, if you know how to work the apps yet. if you don't I can probably give you a crash course.

( she's not a fish out of water, but she's lived with a town of them. and she taught a pirate to use a cell phone, she's an expert at it now. )

[solasan]

I believe some art critics make claims that interpretive art is more or less painting the unrecognizeable.

I admit I'm still making myself familiar with the different uses of the phone. There is nothing comparable to what you'd find in the various technologies of my world. Regardless, I've been making myself familiar with Heropa. The streets are conveniently labeled. I'll grant that much to the area.

[dreamcatcher]

then that's clearly the sort of art for me. hopefully there's some benefit to just painting, even if nobody else can make sense of it.

( she sends him an address, which isn't too far off the main drag of downtown. shouldn't be too hard to find. )

and I mean it, I'll show you how to work the nav app if you show up. trust me, it's a lifesaver.

[solasan]

I'd be most appreciative of the assistance. Time spent here is nothing if not an eye opening experience.

[ and thankfully, navigating by the means he's used to is hardly so difficult when he's familiar with the region. being incapable of staying still has its benefits.

ooc: I'm so sorry for the late tag-back, is this anything you'd actually like to thread out? ]

ooc: i'm game! you want to go to action?

[dreamcatcher]

happy to help. it's probably better than making more calls about the perfect shade of turquoise glitter. and here I was, thinking there was basically only the one shade.

( she's a fool for such thoughtless thinking, clearly!(

that'd be wonderful!

[solasan]

Ah, the subtle differences within any given shade. Truly an artistic nightmare.

[ more of a jest than him being serious as he tucks away the communicator, not terribly tied in to keeping track of what it has to say when he's navigating on his own. bless mahanon for having pointed him toward secondhand clothing stores; it means when he does show up, it's in a cableknit sweater, slacks, and absolutely nothing on his head to disguise the length and shape of his ears.

Pretty Princess Event Planning. he steps inside with little more than a raised eyebrow as he glances around, taking stock of the interior. event planning as a profession with a stand apart store only feels strange because it isn't how he woke to find the world behaving back in Thedas. that it can be an entirely consuming trade of its own isn't surprising in the least. ]

I hope I'm not intruding.

[ it's a lightly amused statement directed at whomever he first comes across. this is such a strange thing to find grounding (the sheer ability of any social group to have an eye for the art of throwing events of all kinds) that he can only be amused at himself. frustrated, too, but there's little enough he's been able to do aside from acknowledge that ongoing frustration and keep moving forward. ]

[dreamcatcher]

( it's not often they let Emma on the floor. they've got diplomatic ways to explain why, but the long and short of it is she's not bubbly enough for their normal clientele. she gets along with the kids just fine, it's the mothers that find her not enthusiastic enough about finding the perfect shade of turquoise. and look, there really is just the one, she does not care what anybody has to say about it. )

The opposite, actually, unless you're here to talk about throwing a kids party.

( she'd rather have a distraction from work, and the fact they expect her to run the counter while the receptionist is out for lunch. she lifts her brows at her company, definitely noticing he's not quite human... but that's not actually that strange to her, anymore, when she's met trolls and giants and ogres. )

You're here for a dreamcatcher, right?

[solasan]

[ he might have enough of an artistic idea to have opinions on shades of a given colour, but he's also fond of bold and bright swatches, now and again. Turquoise is turquoise. who needs anything else. he doubts most children have a truly deep opinion on these details.

he inclines his head toward Emma, reserving judgment on her work establishment. it's more a place she is than a place she's constructed for herself. he can empathize with that to varying degrees. ]

Yes, I am. They're an interesting concept.

[ particularly to one who walks in dreams and can manipulate his own and others, if he feels so inclined. (by and large he doesn't.) ]

Pardon me for asking... Was this where you were offered employment by the Government, or one you stumbled into along the way while living here?

[dreamcatcher]

( he's not the first to find her place of employment a little bemusing, to say the least. Emma herself is bemused by it on a regular basis. while she can admit there's a lot of planning involved in granting every iMPort a job and housing, whether they register or not, Emma is less impressed when every assigned job she hears about seems to be a joke lacking any sort of punchline. )

The first. I'd planned one kids party in my life before I ended up here. ( one party, for Henry, in New York when both of them couldn't remember themselves. it'd been okay, his friends had all shown up and it'd been a decent time, and yet something had felt missing. Emma knows what had been missing, now, and it's the same thing she's missing still. will she ever be able to just be with her family, instead of missing them? )

I've had bigger things on my plate than finding a new job, so... ( until then, she was drudging through this one. even if her attitude wasn't sparkling, Emma did her best to make her young clients happy. there was at least that. )