2nd Adventure

[forever_cheery]

[Phone call: open to all]

Okay, so, all that zombie stuff is over, right? I see what you guys mean, now. That was terrible! Is everyone alright? Do you need anything? I know I'm new here, but I'd like to help if I can. Anything, you name it!

Oh, I also got a call yesterday from the elementary school, asking if I was actually going to come into work today? I didn't know I had a job. Does this normally happen?

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[Later on, Aurora will be found in the following places:

A) At the elementary school! Welcome the new reading teacher, kids. A perky teen dressed perfectly in her 1950s clothes, looking excited to be there while writing her name on the board: Aurora Belle Jenkins.]

Hi! I'm Ms. Jenkins, but the drones will tell you I'm Mrs. Gell-- um, Mrs. Jellv-- Well, it doesn't matter. Aurora is just fine!

Ah... To be perfectly honest with you all, I don't know the first thing about teaching. Things are pretty different where I come from. And a reading teacher? I'm not sure what to do, really... [She picks up her teacher's guide and flips through it, looking unsure of what to do.]

Well, how about this? Since it's my first day here, we'll take it easy! Tell me about yourself. Let's get to know each other!

[And every single student shall be called on. NONE SHALL ESCAPE.]

[B) After school, Aurora will be out and about the town, glad to not be locked in the house any longer. She'll be at the department store, looking at clothes and trying them on, not bothered by the 50s style at all. She actually seems to like it.

Aurora will also be stopping in at the record store, perusing the selection. She'll occasionally pick up a rock 'n' roll album and look it over, thinking. There's something about it that's strangely familiar, but she can't quite put her finger on it. She doesn't know it, but Aurora was born in 1960, so a lot of things in Mayfield have a comfortable and familiar quality about it. But thanks to her status as a ghost, she can't really remember.]

Comments

[phone]

[notsaul.livejournal.com]

Yeah, happens all the time. Basically, like, the day after they stick you in some weird house, they give you some shithole job. Fucking sucks.

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

Really? So you don't get to pick which one you want? I don't know anything about being a teacher, but it sounds fun, at least.

Do you have a job here?

[notsaul.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Florist. [Considering that some plants can kill her? Not too happy about it.]

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

Oh, that sounds nice! Though I wouldn't know how to take care of flowers, either. Then again, I think I'd have a lot of learning to do for any jobs here.

A

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[His turn? HIS TURN.]

Jenkins-sensei! My name is Gilgamesh.

[notsaul.livejournal.com]

Fuck flowers. Fuck all of them. [SHUT UP SHE HAS A LOT OF FEELINGS HERE]

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

...Why? You don't like them, I guess?

[notsaul.livejournal.com]

They're kinda, like... [She pauses. The last time she told a well-meaning idiot that, it had ended up all over town before she could even blink.] Allergies and shit.

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

Hi Gilgamesh! Jenkins-what?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Jenkins-sensei.

[all-ofthethings.livejournal.com]

[Greed's not really a fan of the clothes in his closet, so he's browsing the men's clothing when he spots her.]

This look suits you, girly.

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

What's "sensei"? [This is a new one to her. But a lot of things are.]

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

Allergies... [Give her a moment as she thinks.] Oh! Oh, that's a shame. And yet they gave you a job like that. You can't tell the boss there that?

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

[She's holding this little number (http://s9.thisnext.com/media/largest_dimension/F9CC4D0E.jpg) against herself while she looks in the mirror.]

You really think so? It's pretty great!

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

It means teacher! It's a Japanese word I like to borrow.

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

Oh! I see! Sensei... I like that!

Borrow? So you're not from Japan, but you speak Japanese?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

I'm not from Japan at all! The closest country I would be from today is Iraq.

B

[survived]

[Shion is totally captivated by everything he can find in the record store. To his knowledge, none of this can be found outside of museums and stories, so he's absolutely fascinated by everything he sees.

Give him a moment to look for the nearest person and quietly tap Aurora on the shoulder.]

Excuse me, what sort of device would be used to play these?

[mathisradical.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, look. Niou's lurking around the girls clothes section again. It's completely normal to show an interest in female attire where he's from, really! He steps out from behind a rack of clothes and watches. ]

You'd look good in pink. It goes nice with your skin tone.

[ He's holding this (http://www.bluevelvetvintage.com/vintage_style_files/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/dr1562v1.jpg) in one hand. For himself, actually, but if she takes an interest in it, he'll pretend that's why he has it. ]

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa sounds tired, but glad to hear from her. ] You alright, hon?

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

Oh, um, it's a... [She makes a spinning motion with her finger.] A machine... A record player!

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

[She beams.] Oh wow! That's great! Oh, do you really think so? I do like pink... Can I see it?

[Yeah, she wouldn't immediately think it was for him.]

[mathisradical.livejournal.com]

[ He hesitates, but not long enough for it to be noticeable. He holds the dress out to her. ]

Sure. Especially in lighter shades like this one. Brings out your eyes.

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

Iraq, Iraq... Sounds kinda familiar. But you said "today", so I guess you mean Mayfield's time? What year did you come from?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

More around 2004.