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[Krista looks a little nervous, fidgeting a bit as she addresses the webcam on her laptop.]

If I could ask... who's planning to go to the prom? I haven't really been to any school dances before, but it seems sort of interesting...

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[She snorts.]

Speak for yourself.

[Her torso twinges, as if reminded. She tries not to let that show, though her scowl twitches despite her best efforts.]

At least no one's tried to file my horns off.

...I'm sorry.

I'm sorry if it's been difficult getting along with people here. Maybe they'll warm up to you?

[It's strange, to some detached part of her mind. She wonders if she's ever met someone who thinks quite so much like she does, and here she is, acting like she hasn't got any idea about those feelings.]

They'll have to deal with what I am, first.

[Which is to say a prickly, mostly abrasive, and generally unpleasant sort of person.

She's getting better about mouthing off to teachers, though.]

Some of them might surprise you.

[She doesn't have much faith in that. But "Krista" does.]

Whatever you say, Jekyll.

['The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde' had been something she read recently in Mr. Arronia's class; it was one of the denser English texts she had been able to understand, and it was still at the front of her mind.]

Edited (oh dammit I can't words) 2015-04-26 19:36 (UTC)

[Krista is genuinely surprised at the implication there. She's been here for months, and no one seems to have caught on that she isn't being genuine...]

[She'll have to be careful around this one.]

[For now, she just gives the camera a slightly hurt, confused look.]

...I'm sorry?

Is your name something else?

Can't really read your nametag from here.

[Her telepathy was usually a bit finicky when it came to the internet, and others' minds was generally one of the few places she didn't wiggle her fingers in. Instead she went skating off of the surface in a way that wasn't too different from physically looking them in the face.

But that reaction made her eyes narrow a little more.]

[She seems to settle from that little shock, giving the camera a serene little smile.]

It's Krista. What's yours?

Kaede.

[Pause.]

Yes, they are real.

[Her horns.

H o r n s.]

[...She's just going to ignore that.]

It's nice to meet you, Miss Kaede.

You were going to ask about my horns, weren't you.

[Oh, is that all they're talking about? Krista nearly breathes a sigh of relief.]

No, I wasn't really thinking about them. It seems a little bit personal to ask about, anyway...

[WELL AT LEAST THAT'S WHAT SHE WAS TALKING ABOUT she doesn't know about you, Krista]

They also aren't ears and no you can't touch them.

[Fine, she supposed she could tolerate this one's presence a bit longer without calling her names.]

...I wasn't going to try.

[Seriously, who just touches people's ears? Horns? Who just touches people uninvited in general? She doesn't know about Kaede. She really doesn't.]

Good, or I would have punched you.

[She's kind of a mess, tbh.]

I really don't think it's anyone's right to touch you if you don't want them to.

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