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[marked_songbird]

As someone's already mentioned before, I'm guessing jobs are in order, aren't they?

[she quiets herself and starts to sing softly, a kind of wistfulness in her voice. if you're listening and injured, the song may or may not make you feel a little better, perhaps relieve pain or ease breathing. it won't miraculously heal anything yet though:]

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[wellsuited]

[She's quiet for a moment, because really, she does have a beautiful voice.]

You're hired!

[Forgive her enthusiasm.]

I mean...wow.

[marked_songbird]

I am?

[she wasn't quite expecting an offer so quickly and enthusiastically, but who is she to complain?]

[wellsuited]

Well, I have learned a thing or two about management since I arrived here. I think. And I'm working on a place that's like a cafe. At least it could be. I'm looking to draw as many people to it as possible.

And your voice...well, it does exactly that.

[marked_songbird]

I'm very flattered, thank you.

Could I learn more about this place you're working on?

[wellsuited]

Tenaciously...

[She repeats that word to herself.]

Oh. Have you ever heard of mahjong? It's a game and it started out as just a place where people could come and learn it and play and...talk.

But I think that even if people didn't want to learn mahjong, they'd still come just to hear you sing.

[marked_songbird]

[she hears that murmurs and sings the line it pertains to again:] Once again to fly with silver wings...

I might have. It's a kind of gambling game, isn't it?

[wellsuited]

That's it! Well...we're being kind of quiet about the gambling thing. At least until I hire some security and don't need my job at the casino anymore. It's more of a social establishment right now.

[A pause.]

Actually, it's more of a building that was damaged by a dragon right now.

[marked_songbird]

A dragon? Does that have to do with the mist?

[wellsuited]

I get the impression that most things here do. Be thankful you weren't here for the hallucinations.

It came through the door though. Who knows what else will pop in.

[marked_songbird]

This really is such a strange place...

Around when do you think your place will be open for business though?

[wellsuited]

You'll get used to it though. You'll adapt.

[She sounds confident about that. But what choice do they have? It beats the alternative.]

One week. It'll be ready in...one week.

[marked_songbird]

I certainly hope so.

Regarding that job, do you it would be all right with you if I worked part time? I found a small cafe run by one of the natives that might hire me to sing there a couple of nights a week.

The pay isn't very much, but the owner said I could bring some leftovers from the kitchen home once in a while if they make too much.

[wellsuited]

Sure, that's fine. I work a couple of jobs on the side, myself. And the original idea for the place was just somewhere to play mahjong, but then I heard you sing and...well, I don't like to let sure things get away from me.

Watch yourself. Most of the natives don't exactly like us. They'll use you if they get the chance.

[marked_songbird]

You're really too kind. I'll keep that in mind.

What's your name, by the way? Mine's Oruha.

[wellsuited]

No one's ever called me that before. Thanks, I guess.

Oh, I'm Elena.