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!:sandrine michaels

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[She's still in the clothes she arrived in, though she's taken the advantage of being able to wash them so at least they're clean. This was, of course, after she'd ventured out into the city to plumb the depths of allies and dumpsters in order to collect materials to make goods to sell so she would have money for clothes and food.]

[It was a very practiced ritual of hers.]

[So now she's got a blanket (dumpster behind a home goods store) spread out with some cuff bracelets and woven wire necklaces that she'd been working on diligently for the first few days. Even as she sits patiently waiting for customers, she's got her hands busy wrapping feathers and bones into the wire and gear framework of a larger wrist cuff.]

[Dictated into the grimorie, which she's got laid open by her side,] So this whole gears and steam aesthetic ... it was pretty popular in my world among the more financially endowed. I never had the means for it, so it's interesting to be able to experiment with it here on a limited income.

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[ha, that gets another good smirk out of him, and he gives a little incline of his head]

Did you have something else in mind?

[She sighs and leans back, considering quietly for a moment.]

Groceries for the week. Or, dinner tonight. Maybe a decent coat. The sort of thing I'd be spending that $30 on anyway.

You want me to take you out to dinner?

[the amusement is absolute, brow raising in surprise]

Alright. That sounds fun.

Well, it was just one of the options, but yes. My first week here, wouldn't mind something a little fancy.

[She'd thought it was a nice way to get to know him, figure out if he's the kind she can push and prod for her own motivations. Now she's thinking not so much, maybe, but he's already pulled that prize from the list and she couldn't back out and still save face.]

[She considers something for a moment, then pushes a matching ankle cuff towards him, that utilized other bits of the snake.] Get me something nice to wear, I'll throw this one in as well.

[Not that she generally has use for fancy clothes, but she's testing to see what she can get out of this.]

[she's actually bartering with him. Oh, he could not be more pleased.

A creature after his own heart. It endears her to him... as well as preemptively giving him a potential outline of her motivations. He knows this game well.

He can't help but give a low little chuckle.]

Keep it. If you turn out to be a good conversation partner, I'll get you something as a gift.

[pulling out money for the bracelet in the meantime]

[Okay, this was unexpected. Sandrine raises her brows as he pulls the money out.]

It's $30, or dinner. I'm not out to rob anyone. [She's also not about to let herself get endebted to anyone, either.]

[ah, good to know. She pushes limits but isn't clumsily greedy. So, he shrugs and puts the money away]

No gestures of goodwill--got it.

Good. [She smiles at her small victory.] So just tell me when and where and I'll be ready.

Meet me at the tram station nearest to here, at seven. I'll have somewhere picked out by then.

I need to do some research in the meantime.

[She gives him a small chuckle, and goes back to working on more jewelry.]

I didn't realize this was going to be so complicated for you.

If I'm going to take a girl out, I'm going to do it right.

[teasing, teasing... sort of.

And so, he pockets the bracelet and turns to head on his way]

It's been a pleasure doing business with you, Nicole. See you later tonight.

See you, Tek.

[She watches him pocket the bracelet, intrigued. usually people who bought her things liked to put it on just then, if it wasn't a gift. Just one other oddity to add to the stack.]

[As the day edges on to early evening, she gathers up her things and heads back to her room to get ready, and a little bit before seven she's dutifully waiting at the tram station. She's transformed her dark blue flannel shirt into something a little more appropriate.]

[he's there more or less on time, and dressed up for the occasion. In one of his nicest fitted coats, nails neatly lacquered black, he's certainly not making any attempt to blend into anything. They'll make quite the pair.

And oh the amused expression is right back on his face when he spots her and her outfit.]

...You are a clever thing, aren't you?

Hey, those of us who aren't pretty or rich have to make up for it somehow. [She smirks at him, eyeing the tailored outfit in contrast to her own.]

So, what's on the menu for tonight?

I'm taking someone else's suggestion, so if it isn't any good, it's not my fault.

[he nods in the direction they'll be heading, and then offers his arm]

Shall we?

[She hesitates slightly before taking his arm, forcing a small smile. She tries to play it off with a soft chuckle, but it's been a while since she's given anyone this honor and she doesn't really trust him besides.]

We shall. Certainly sounds like an adventure, trying something new.

[he doesn't seem to be taking it very seriously, if that's any consolation. There's a playfulness to it. Entirely irreverent. He finds the whole thing funny; he loves the glances they're attracting as they stroll along.]

This world is entirely an adventure. That's really all it's good for, I've decided.

Well, I guess the situation could be worse. An adventure is at least worth having.

[She's becoming more and more conscious of the stares, and it's unsettling her somewhat, not out of embarrassment at all, but a general dislike of attention. Her attention gets distracted a moment as she glares back at someone who was staring a few moments too long for her tastes.]

[he's reveling in it--both the attention itself, and her wonderful responses to it.]

Of course it could be worse. There are theories floating around that this place is some sort of punishment, or test, or any number of other unpleasant things.

But, I think that's all ridiculous.

Really? And why do you think that?

[She pauses from giving passerby the evil eye to glance up at him, curious. She hasn't had enough experience in this world yet to discount any of those theories, but it certainly sounded like he had.]

Because it's too much fun.

[and he would know. It is his tower, after all.]

So, what do you think? [The conversation was helping to distract her from the stares they're getting. How she wishes to just blend into the background right about now.]

[he's never been to the place they're heading, but it's a short and uncomplicated walk from the station. He can keep most of his attention slid over to his companion]

I'm still half-convinced that none of this is real.

[She's devoting more and more to him just to ignore the passerby, unconciously edging a little nearer.]

So, it could all just be a bad dream? [She smirks,tilting her head at him. It felt too real and too vibrant to be a dream, certainly.]

[and he does what he can to accommodate--holding himself at a lazy and nonthreatening stroll. As entertaining as she is while she's high-strung, he'd also liked to see her relaxed]

It's the only explanation that makes any real sense, right?

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