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For Orihime - Cake Town - Morning

[ Charlie was good at remembering places, different details of where she was. It was useful information, great to have handy in a situation where she needed to run away or make it sound like that was the town she was from. It was great to know where hiding places were, places she maybe needed to stay out of, places she could rest in for a moment or two.

And since old habits died hard, Charlie was out wandering Genessia. She starts around the temporary housing, taking in businesses and the like, trying to see where exactly everything is in regards to where she was staying. And she even wanders to the area near the bay, looking at the various businesses and trying to see if any of them might be hiring.

Truthfully, she has no job experience, unless picking pockets counted in which case? She has some there.

So deciding on a place that might be okay with how untrained she is? That's hard. And she really doesn't like the idea of starving, so her stomach wins.

She makes her way to Cake Town and pushes the door open, looking around for a moment before approaching someone she hoped worked there. ]

Excuse me. I was wondering if you were hiring? If there's a now hiring sign and I missed it, I promise I'm usually a lot more observant than that.

[ That was probably not as helpful as he hopes. ]

Attleton: Market - afternoon: OTA

[ With a job squared away, Charlie can be found trying to grocery shop. She has limited funds, a desire to see it extend well past her first official paycheck, and a small fridge to put food in. So she can't buy much, even if her stomach is telling her to buy everything. She manages to buy a few apples, some quickly cooked microwave meals and a gallon of milk and is now waiting in line to pay for everything, watching everyone and everything with casual interest.

Is she settling in? Probably not. But she's relaxed some. Nothing about this place is making her danger sense scream, so maybe she's okay? ]

Genessia: Starter Residences: Evening - OTA.

[ The small handful of errands run and Charlie's back home, heading to her place in the starter residences. Her tiny but pretty cozy apartment with the small fridge, shared bathroom. Okay, that part? That part she's not too fond of. But she has a roof over her head and it's quiet. She's good with both of those. She can be found either inside the halls, heading to her place, or outside on the front steps, writing in a journal she bought earlier and watching the people come and go. Nothing too intrusive or exciting, really. Just a teenage girl with an apple and a book and a pen, trying to settle in and remain as inconspicuous as possible.

So clearly, that means come and say hi. ]

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[ Honestly, there are times when Courtney can easily pass for a teenager. Probably because of the fact that she had been one not that long ago but whatever. It kind of runs in her family that people look younger than they really are which can be a pain in the ass at times but her mother had always told her she would appreciate the trait later on.

She is trying not to think about her mom though or anyone else that isn't around. Even more than that, she is trying not to think about the one person she does know in this place so far. So she scans the area for new faces which means spotting the young girl sitting nearby doing some people watching of her own.

Turning slightly to head in her direction, Courtney smiles. ]

Hey, are you new too?

[ Charlie looks up at the other girl, trying to not look like she's wary of being approached. Nothing about this place screams DANGER, so she has to stop treating every encounter like a Bad Thing. Sure, Kanan had been cool, and the weird dragon guy had been okay, but for someone whose life is full of bad people and bad things, it's hard to focus on. So she takes a moment to answer, finally nodding once. ]

Yeah. Been here about a week. You?

[ Courtney can sense the wariness, so she keeps the smile in place because she doesn't want to do anything to spook the other young woman. Tucking some hair back from her face, she nods as she glances around. ]

Yeah, about that long. Still trying to settle in and figure things out which is somewhat headache inducing at times.

Just a bit. Job hunting isn't all that fun, for starters. But manageable.

[ With that, and with a faint twirl of the pencil she holds before she puts it down and extends her hand, she introduces herself. ]

Charlie.

Yeah, I've been doing that a little bit too to see what I can get into.

[ Relaxing, she leans down to take the hand offered to her for a quick shake. ]

Courtney. It's nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

[ This girl seems nice. There's nothing that causes her alarm, nothing that worries her. Nothing too worrying for her to walk away from. ]

How's job hunting going?

Can I sit down?

[ She asks it to be polite as she motions to a spot on the floor near her. ]

It's going so far as I think I might go check out the hospital and see if I can work as a healer. What are you looking at?

Sure.

[ Charlie moves her backpack and makes room, giving the girl a small and semi-warm smile. She's slow to accept that people aren't terrible here so far, and this woman seems nice. So she's going to be nice in return. ]

Barista at Cake Town? I want to see what all I can learn there, though. [ A shrug. ]

Make myself useful.

[ Courtney nods as she makes herself comfortable once she is sitting. ]

That seems like a good way to go about it. All the different towns look pretty interesting too. I'm not sure which one I'm leaning towards yet but I guess I'll have to make a decision soon.

[ Glancing over, she smiles curiously. ]

Where were you before here? If you don't mind me asking?

Might be wise. I don't think we have all that long in the place they set us up in first, and I don't think anywhere else is rent free.

[ The question makes her pause for a moment, considering her options. She could lie, but lying is tiring. Lying has become a way of life that she'd like to step out of. So she goes for a sort-of-truth. ]

I was on my way to Maine.

I guess I better find something good then and try to figure out which place I like best.

[ Courtney considers lying too but she doesn't see the point in it. At the same time, being honest might freak the other girl out. ]

I have never been to Maine. I was in California.

[Seth has been pulled from his home and set around the different cities on what feels like a wild goose chase. He doesn't really mind, it isn't like he has anything better to do, but he's a little tired by the time he reaches Attleton.

He swings by the flower shop to visit Kirika and then buys flowers because it seems like the thing to do. Except that he doesn't really want flowers and he has no idea what to do with them.

He spots Charlie at the market and heads towards her with a relaxed air.] Would you care for a rose? [He holds one of the red buds out for her to take.] It's a give. [He rolls his shoulders in a shrug.] I purchased too many.

[ That's enough to make Charlie step back, but only just slightly. ]

Who buys too many roses?

[ It's an honest, almost teasing question that Charlie asks, smiling at the guy before accepting the rose carefully, shifting her items to make things easier. ]

Thank you.

A man who ran across a pretty rose seller.

[At least he's honest?]

You're welcome. I had planned to give them to my neighbor but seeing you inspired a change.

[Seth smiles.]

I can see how that'd be dangerous.

[ Nice things for no reason don't really happen to Charlie, so she's suspicious, but nothing is telling her she's in danger, so she gives him a small and cautious smile. ]

Thank you. I'm Charlie.

I'm Seth Rim.

[If she doesn't know him then she's probably recently arrived. Up until recently, Seth found himself in the eyes of the populace and he disliked the mass attention.]

It's nice to meet anyone so lovely.

Are you new to Genessia? Not that I stalk everyone who shows up but I don't think I've seen you around. [He likes to people watch in a non-creepy way.]

[The girl at the counter looks up when the bell above the door jingles to signal a new customer. Immediately the wrinkle in her brow disappears as she smiles, jamming a bookmark into the thick textbook she had open before stashing it out of sight.]

Welcome!

[She's about to ask what Charlie would like to order, but blinks in surprise at the request for a job.]

--Oh, that's a good idea. Usually I just ask now and then over the network, but a sign would definitely help.

[She'll have to remember that for later.]

Yup, we've got all kinds of positions! Baker, cake decorator, bouncer, crepe maker or dessert specialist, delivery...

[She taps off each option on her fingers.]

We can definitely find something for you if you're interested! What kind of work do you like?

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I don't really know much about...well...any of this? This'd be my first job ever.

[ Is that going to be a mark against her? She's hopeful it isn't. ]

I'm a fast learner, though. Absolutely willing to train and take the time I need to learn how to do things right.

[ Though, if it helps? ]

Do you need a barista? I'd love to learn, if you do.

Your very first one ever?! Yosh, Cake Town has become a milestone!

[She makes a fist. She's honestly kind of honored that Charlie would choose to make this place her first!]

Actually we kind of do! We have a coffee machine, but it's nothing fancy, and we can only serve one kind of coffee. All of our tea comes from tea bags too. We don't have a very good set up here, I guess you can see.

Oh, but!

[She interjects quickly so Charlie won't get disappointed.]

We'll be opening a branch in Attleton next month, and I thought it would be fun for each store to have something unique about it. This one has a crepe bar, but coffee would be a great specialty for Attleton, ne?

[She claps her hands together.]

If it's okay with you, you can work here as a cashier and a server, and I'll teach you anything you want to know. You can let me know what kind of equipment would be good for you, and I'll add that to the building plans when I submit them. It'll be like your own personal place that's customized just the way you like it!

[ The more Orihime talks, the bigger the smile on Charlie's face becomes. She likes this woman and how happy she is to talk about her business. And it helps that she said she'd hire Charlie, even after Charlie said she had zero experience.

And then the idea of helping set up and run the other store? Well, maybe not run it? But getting it started, being a help in that situation. That'd be super. ]

I'd love to learn crepe's and help you start a coffee bar in the other store. Cashier and server sounds great. Anything you think I could learn so I can help with the second store, I'm for it.

That'd be great! I'm also working as a deputy, so I'm not able to spend as much time here as I used to. So really, everything helps. Thanks so much!

[She clasps her hands together and bows her gratitude.]

When do you want to start? I'll teach you anything you want to learn. Crepes are really simple, especially since we let the customers put in the fillings, and the rest is just keeping the store clean and comfortable.

Oh, my God. I can start when you need me to. It's not like I'm doing anything else, right?

[ She can't help how overjoyed she is right now, the grin on her face probably not going away for a while, all while feeling very foreign to the younger girl. ]

I would absolutely love to learn crepe. It sounds like a blast.

Really? That's great! Eeto...

[She ducks down behind the counter, rummaging around for a few moments, then pops back up with a clean apron in hand.]

Here you go! You can shadow me today if you want, or just start fresh early tomorrow morning. Ha ha, maybe you can teach me to make coffee the right way too, ne?

So far, Sam and Lorna are still moving around. It looks like they may have a line on a place near the University, but it may not be the best location depending on which of the jobs they're looking at pan out. Tonight, they're in Attleton and, as has become their habit, they've separated to see what they can learn.

At the moment, he's hungry and Lorna doesn't eat enough. Fortunately, both of them like healthy food, so he stops into a market to pick up vegetables, lettuce, some tuna, tea to ice and some of the sparkling water she likes. Because he's already figured out that she likes it but won't get it for herself, he picks up a fresh pastry out of a case, and adds that to the bag.

Of course he noticed the girl who has been watching everything -- including him -- since she got into the store, and so when he winds up behind her in line, he deliberately slouches a little so his height's not so threatening, gives her the smile that Lorna calls 'schoolboy' and offers a quiet, warm, "Hi. Are you new in town too?"

A nod from the girl holding her groceries, still watching everyone with the wariness of someone who hasn't trusted people in years. He was okay for now, but she still wasn't sure how to handle so many friendly people. It was weird. Just...way too weird. Nice people didn't exist in her life, so she didn't know how to handle it.

"Yeah. Just got here a day or so ago."

"I wish they'd come up with something a little less intimidating than a coffin to wake up in. Way to make people comfortable, thinking they're buried alive, right?"

That might not have been a concern of hers, but it had been his first thought. And he had to start somewhere with her. Getting personal wasn't going to work.

"Oh, I'm Sam, by the way."

"Right? I already told one guy, but I'm super claustrophobic. I didn't handle the wake-up all that well," Charlie replies, smiling some. Just a hint.

"Charlie."

"Oh, wow. That really sucks. I hope there was someone there to help you out." But if she had friends in the city, a girl her age wouldn't be out grocery shopping alone, would she?

"Are you doing all right now?"

"I'm good, now."

Now being the operative word. Truthfully, she's not sure what to make of Genessia, or her current shitshow situation, and she's paranoid enough to believe it's another guilded cage.

"This isn't the worst mess I've been in, really. I'm fine."

"Sure," Sam said, even though he'd seen this kind of defensive insistence a thousand times before. "I mean, you're grocery shopping, so it seems like you've got it under control."

He cautioned himself not to get dismissive of condescending when what he meant was to give her a little confidence boost and maybe a friend.

"Have you found anyone from home yet? They say that happens a lot."

She was okay with this conversation until he asked about people from home. What stress she’d managed to shake off seemed to return as if it hadn’t gone away at all and it showed in the way her eyebrows furrowed and the way she rubbed a palm against her thigh. She needs something to fidget with, a way to expel the sudden nervous energy she feels at what Sam asks. But there really isn’t anything within reach, and she can’t really answer his question past a swift shake of her head.

No. No one from home. She doesn’t seem upset by that, but the idea that someone from home could show up was another issue entirely. One she was stuck thinking about, despite every effort not to. God. Dad showing up would be bad. Rainbird or Hollister or any one of the nameless and faceless scientists that she hated. It would be ugly.

“What about you? Anyone from home?” She asks quickly, shaking her own hand some in a nervous gesture before tucking her hand in her pocket.

"Hey," he said quietly, noticing the obvious stress and the nervous gestures. "I'm sorry. We don't have to talk about that if it's upsetting you."

That wariness he'd noticed before had broken into a more obvious combination of anger and fear. Something was chasing Charlie. He'd bet on it.

"But if you're in some kind of trouble, I can help."

Matt picks up the new person's scent before he hears her. He always enjoys meeting new people, so he stops in front of her careful to tuck his cane against his legs so that he doesn't startle her. "Hi there," he says warmly offering his hand possibly a little lower than he should but he's going by smell not sound so he is always a little off the first time. "I'm Matt."

Charlie'd noticed the guy with the cane, not really expecting him to introduce himself at all. She just expected to skirt by without bumping into the blind man, wanting to be cautious and careful and not hurt anyone. So when he stops and holds out his hand in greeting, a couple things happen that Matt might notice.

First, Charlie's heartrate ticks up in slight alarm. The scent of smoke or fire picks up briefly, too, but it's mixed with her scent so maybe it's coming from her. And she exhales slowly, calming herself and all of that fades away as she sticks her hand in his.

"Charlie."

"Pleasure," Matt replies easily as he shakes her hand then quickly let's go. He also backs up to give Charlie a bit more personal space since he did catch the up tick in her heart beat and he really doesn't want to scare her. "Have you been here long?"

"Just a couple days," Charlie says, shaking her head some. She's already picked up on the fact that this man is blind, so shaking her head now feels super idiotic and she sighs at her own actions.

Stupid. Dumb. She needs to think a little more.

"You?"

Newt is having a clumsy sort of day- though that's typical of Newt. However, right now he seems to be focused and fighting to keep his suitcase closed that Newt doesn't seem to notice that he just bumped right into someone.

If Charlie's life were in danger, she'd know and she'd sidestep. But it's just the apple tart she bought on the way home. The container in is absolute crap so the second that hits the ground from Charlie being bumped into, there's apple tart everywhere.

"Oh, for the love of..." No. No, she will not get angry at this guy. She will in fact change tactics and check on the guy instead.

"You okay, man?"

See, world? She can be nice sometimes.

"I'm sorry."

Newt pulls out his wand and reserves apple tart back together and into Charlie's hand.

"Yes, I'm alright. Quite sorry again."

"No, it's f---" And then she stops as the apple tart repairs itself, hazel eyes shifting from the pastry to the guy with a bit of shock on her face.

"How'd you do that?"

"Magic." Is the simple answer. Newt hopes he hasn't messed up with trusting Albus's word that it's alright to just use magic as someone normally would in this place.

"It's the least I could do for bumping into you."

"Magic." She doesn't know if she should believe it or not, but it did happen right in front of her face, so she's leaning towards Cautious Belief.

"Do you want half of it? I'm not going to eat the whole thing. I just bought it while I was hungry, and shopping on an empty stomach is never the best idea, is it?"

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