open rp, ladies. quite literally.

[kit_invelvet]

Kitty was, as she quite often found herself, bored. However, she decided to hell with what she'd told everyone, she was most definately sick of having to dress up like a man every single morning. So, after she'd told Arachne, which was her first mission of the morning, she was going to go out in what appeared to be modern women's clothing (not far

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[gypsyroselouise]

((Been wanting these two to meet...))

Gypsy had a good memory for faces. She was puzzled, therefore, at a face that looked both faintly familiar, as someone she might have seen around, and...not. Either way, the face looked a little down. (In those clothes, who could blame her?) Might as well be sociable.

"Hello there," she said genially. "I don't think we've met, have we? I'm Gypsy."

[kit_invelvet]

((Question. how does she recognise her? *thinks she's missed a trick*))

Kitty looked up and at...wow, this park was full of beautiful women, wasn't it? She paused and smiled, "I don't believe we have. I'm Kitty." It actually took a definate effort to avoid saying just Kit. "Nice to meet you. What...year are you from, you don't look like you're far from my time?"

[gypsyroselouise]

((Oh, not really. Gypsy was at Percy's audition, and they live a few doors down from each other IIRC, so I figured she would've seen Kit in passing at some point but not actually spoken to her. Does that work for you?))

"Pleasure to meet you, Kitty. Nineteen thirty-one - how about you?" It would be nice to have someone around here whose conversation she actually understood.

[kit_invelvet]

((Oh, right, that's awesome. I thought there was some weird actress crossover...))

"1893, but it's close enough by my standards." She'd at least still be alive by the time 1931 came around for her, unlike most the other people more modern than her, "What, by the way, do you do?" Kitty was curious, but certainly not one to judge.

[gypsyroselouise]

"It's the maribou, isn't it?" Gypsy asked in mock resignation, gesturing in deprecation at her skirt, which was indeed equipped with a fluffy fringe. She'd sewn it out of one of her robes. "Just because I arrived with only my stage costumes - I'm a terpsichorean ecdysiast."

[kit_invelvet]

"I know that feeling." Only arriving with stage costumes, that was. She had to think about what she meant by the other term, because she'd heard it used, mainly as a joke, but like she could remember. But looking at the 'stage costumes'. "Ah, you're a dancer of sorts, then?" To put it politely.

[gypsyroselouise]

She might have heard 'terpsichorean,' but the full term was invented just for Gypsy, by no less a personage than H. L. Mencken. Not that that would have meant a damn thing to Kitty, as in her time he was probably still playing marbles on the street.

"From the Greek, an ecdysiast," said Gypsy with superb aplomb and coyness - this was part of her act - "is one who, or that which, sheds its skin. In vulgar parlance, a stripper." She grinned. "Burlesque, in other words. I do dance a little, but I don't really have any talent."

[kit_invelvet]

Kitty laughed at that, "You certainly got yourself a good term there, it's very...creative." She nodded, though, because she'd shared houses with many a more immoral thing than a stripper. "And I...well, I'm, essentially, a drag artist. Music hall and all that." She wasn't in the slightest ashamed in admitting it to Gypsy, after all.

[gypsyroselouise]

"You don't say. You know, there's another English girl around who used to play musical halls - not a drag act, singing. I met her once, back in my days in vaudeville." Gypsy gestured at the bench beside Kitty. "Do you mind if I - ?"

[kit_invelvet]

Kitty shook her head, "By all means." She offered Gypsy the pack of cigarettes out of her pocket, "And you don't mean Una, do you? Are you from the same worlds, then? Or...how does that work?"

[gypsyroselouise]

"Thank you," said Gyspy, taking one gracefully. "Got a light?"

"Miss Una Persson, that's right. Do you know her?" She shrugged in response to the question. "Beats me how it works, if you want to know the truth. She says she's travelled through all sorts of times and...and worlds, if I understand her correctly; I just know that she was once on the same stage as our act, back in the days my family played the Orpheum Circuit." She gave a short laugh. "I myself was wearing knickerbocker trousers in those days."

[kit_invelvet]

Kitty offered her a book of matches with a smile and nods at her next question, "Yeah, I know her pretty well. Although I only met her when she came here. Even with her being a time traveller and such, it's amazing she hasn't met more of us." Kitty laughed at the image, "Knickerbockers are never, ever good thing. No matter how you put them."

[gypsyroselouise]

Sitting and crossing her legs, Gypsy struck a match and lit her cigarette, inhaling appreciatively. "Who knows," she said, offering back the matchbox, "perhaps she has. Maybe she's just keeping it under her hat."

She seemed pleased by the laugh. "Oh, I didn't mind so much on that account. It was just what all the boys wore. They only needed one girl for the act, you see, and that was my sister June."

[kit_invelvet]

"Maybe it would work to her advantage, that. Although you'd think people would remember her too, though." Not that Kitty really followed how the time travelling thing worked. Maybe they wiped people's memories.

"Yeah, they wore them a bit in my time. But I always thought they were a pain. But I tended to stick to top hat and tails. Somehow worked better." Kitty was rather pleased to find someone else who had actually dressed up as a bloke and didn't think she was weird. Okay, so nobody else here thought she was weird, but in her time....well.

[gypsyroselouise]

"Well, she looks about the same age to me as she did when I was six or nine, so really, who knows? Maybe she met people when they were older, and just doesn't bring it up out of politeness."

Gypsy shook her head. "It was the act. 'Dainty June and her Newsboys.' There were seven boys - we picked the boys up on the road, called them after the cities where we found them - and me, all in identical knickerbockers and caps. And June in her frilly white dress. I must say, I would've preferred top hat and tails. I'm sure you looked very elegant."

[kit_invelvet]

"Quite possibly. It's complicated, I'm very sure, this time travelling business."

Kitty nodded in understanding, "I see. And I just got fed up of top hat and tails, as it's a pain when you're stuck here in it for god knows how long. Hence why I have the first awful clothes I could find that fit me."