[Event Post: Seeking Snowflake]

[foreverchilled]

::The odd girl once entirely room bound is now quietly exploring the house. She'll open just about any door that isn't locked, and may even take a peek outside, into one of Xi's Cafes. She won't wander too far, though... poking her head out of the cafe is as far as she'll venture... but it's a start, right?::

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[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

...

::Grabs your arm. With a surprisingly strong grip.:: Please come with me.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa is grabbed, and of course cold to the touch, but is momentarily confused enough that she goes with Shiroko.::

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

::She takes Theresa into a bathroom and lets go.::

Are you trying to get me fired!?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

From being a piece of eye candy?

I'd be doing you a favor.

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

... I applied for the job. It pays back my tuition fees. Eusebius has nothing to do with this.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

Why would you willingly degrade yourself like this...?!

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

Good money. The store owner is mechanical but pleasant. It's near a place of residence for me, and I find the ability to slip into a rule good for my mind.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

That doesn't justify this... sexualization...!

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

... And?

Am I upset about it? Do I look upset?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

You should be! It's the principle of it!

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

What principle?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

Not giving in to perverted slimebags like those!

::Theresa's obviously flustered by now.::

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

... The students? It's a niche market. It helps me reduce my own egotism, and I actually rather like dressing like that.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

H... how could you LIKE dressing like that...?!

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

Good question. I just like the softness of the clothes, really. Just liked it one day.

And no, it wasn't Eusebius. He isn't that much of a lecher.

But there's no need to attack anyone.

... Who are you anyways?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...

::Theresa doesn't like that answer, but finds she can't argue all that much right at the moment.::

...Theresa.

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

... So how did you get into Eusebius's house?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...Vidya. She... took me in.

::Theresa seems to warm somewhat at thinking of her.::

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

... Ah. ... Well, I'd rather you not take out one of the house's portals to Earth, Miss Theresa.

And I don't find it to be sexualizing at all, myself.

::Rubbing the back of her head, sighing.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...por... .... right...

... I guess... I should have stayed inside...

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

... Uh. That's up to you, in all honesty.

... Would you like anything to eat, Mistress?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...

...nothing...

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

Anything to drink? Hot Cocoa?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...I'm fine.

...

Do you know... where Vidya is...?

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

... Hrm. Probably Eusebius's house, if I had to guess.