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A Box of Assorted Sonico

A: Video: *Sonico appears on the screen with a big smile and bright eyes, and she even gives the camera a shy wave* Good morning, everyone! I just wanted to take a moment to thank everyone here for how good and kind you have been. The fundraiser was a huge success, and I want to thank everyone for their kind words about my performance. I would also like to thank everyone for your thoughtful Christmas gifts. I was so shocked and suprised! I am so grateful to have met such generous friends. She takes a moment here to bow her head for a second or two to prove her gratitude. Suddenly, there's a small growl and a bundle of fluff appears, bouncing in front of the camera. Sonico looks up and laugh, and scoops the creature into a hug* And this is Meiji, my new kitten. Thank you, Koishi for being so thoughtful. *Yeah, Sonico looks at the cat like she's in love. There does seem to be something curious about her new kitten, though....

B: Action - Bar: This, unfortunately, appears to be a bit of a tradition for Sonico now. Another friend has disappeared. One who looked after her, and cared for her when she was house bound with broken ribs. One who tried to understand her, and consider her emotions. It hurts that he's gone now, so Sonico has found herself in a small bar, nursing a beer and staring at the table in front of her.

C: Action - Nova Mall: As soon as Sonico found out about Grell's Foundation for orphaned and disadvantaged children, Sonico was desperately keen to be involved. An orphan herself, she knows how difficult life can be. Not everyone has an awesome grandmother to take care of them. In order to raise awareness, and hopefully raise some money for the charity, Sonico sits up a little concert in Nova mall. Anyone nearby or casually shopping can pop in and enjoy the show! Sonico is on stage with a band, complete with her own electric guitar this time - thank you, Arro! - and is performing something very different from last time. This is for kids, so the show is in full on pop rock mode. The songs are punchy and fun, upbeat and catchy. To match, Sonico has gone cute with her costume too. Fun for all the family. Enjoy! Donate! Feel your heart go out to the orphans every time Sonico appeals between songs!

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Sonico smiled, though still a little bashful about all of this. "That is true. And Trahearne is very lovely. He's so friendly." Then she settled back against her seat, somewhat more relieved. "Back home, I was told a lot that being shy was a bad thing."

"Why's that?" The tiger's brow furrowed a little. "It seems to me that's just how some people are."

Hell, even Tannusen was shy in the right circumstances! It just wasn't part of what he presented to the world at large.

"I think...some people see that shy people are scared. Or strange. That they're not living life enough." She glanced at her bottle, wishing that there was some beer left, but she's started so she might as well continue, though she became a little quieter. "And in my line of business...some have said it's a setback and holding back my career..." Though the way she looked as she said it, it didn't seem as though she thought it mattered all that much.

"Mn, I think anyone who claims they're never shy about anything is just lying to themselves," Tannusen shrugged. "And it's your career, not theirs."

If Sonico didn't think it was holding her back, then that was that. Or such was the tiger's opinion.

"I suppose most people have experienced what it's like to be shy." So saying, Sonico bowed her head and started fidgeting with the hem of her skirt. She looked up finally, and tried I smile. "You're right about that to. You're very helpful.."

"Well, I try... once in a while. I get my quota in, and then I go back to being an asshole cat," Tannusen smiled, and took a drink of his tea. He was only half joking. Maybe not even half.

Sonico watched him sip his tea - so delicate in comparison to how scared she remembers being at seeing him as a tiger. "If...I were to see you in that form again...would you still be trying to scare me? Does...your mind change?"

"Hm?" Tannusen paused in the middle of putting his tea back down on the table, considering the question. A few seconds went by, and he finished the motion. "My mind is different in my true form, but it's just instincts. The intelligence is the same. So you'd be safe enough, as long as you didn't startle me or try to get all... handsy."

Sonico seemed like a smart enough gal, at least, that the warning was more of a paranoid formality. Because yes, 'handsy human' was something that'd happened to him before. A handsy, stupid human.

Sonico listened carefully and watched as he spoke, clearly taking this all in and thinking about it properly. "Intelligence but with instincts. That is interesting. I wonder what that must be like..." Her eyes widen at the notion of being 'handsy', and she shakes her head, "Oh no. Not me. I'm not handsy in the slighest. You wouldn't need to worry about that."

"See, I knew you were a smart one," Tannusen offered a smile. "I've had a human just grab my head before, it almost ended very poorly for her."

Only at the last instant had he realized what was going on and retracted his claws. Madison could have lost her face with that single swipe, otherwise.

And no, he didn't understand it. His other form was fuzzy, sure, but... kind of terrifying? There was an instinctual part of humanity that knew this was what they'd been in an arms-race against for much of their early history. And he was a record-breaker in size...

"I honestly don't know what was wrong with her. Even Isaac wasn't that bold about it."

"Just grab your head? But that - well, that's really quite rude and also...rather silly. I wouldn't have wanted to do that to you when I met you in the book shop. I hope you don't mind me saying so..."

It was one thing to be afraid of him when he was in that state, but sitting opposite her here she felt a little more embarrassed to say so.

"Are these..people from your home? Your friends?"

"Why would I mind you saying that? It was an unbelievably stupid move on her part. My instincts wanted little else than for me to tear her apart."

And it still hadn't quite sunk into Madison's thick skull what she'd done wrong. Ugh. The worst thing about the truly dumb is that they didn't learn. Ever.

"That human wasn't a friend, but Isaac was." But Tannusen wouldn't allow himself to sink into melancholy, he was here to distract Sonico from hers, after all.

There wasn't any real reason why he would mind, unless he was friends with these people that she was suggesting were being silly by grabbing a tiger by the head.

Sonico was perhaps about to ask about his friend, but she noticed the use of the past tense and wondered if maybe wasn't the best idea. So instead she just smiles politely and nods.

"Well, I'm sure it must be quite an interesting thing, to be able to change forms like that."

Past tense still wasn't terribly natural for the pooka, in regards to Isaac. But he was... learning. Slowly.

"You think so?" Tannusen didn't sound accusatory, however, just curious. "It's been a natural part of life for over half my life, so I don't really remember what it was like to only have one skin, anymore. Less aggravating, I'm sure."

"For over half of your life?" Sonico pushes her empty bottle far enough aside so that she can lean into the table. "You mean you weren't born this way? Or...does the ability lie dormant until you're old enough?" Sorry if you feel like you're being interviewed here, Tannusen, but Sonico is clearly very interested by all of this.

Tannusen is still nursing that tea of his, though right now he's toying with it a bit on the table between his gloved hands. "Ah, a very good guess! Yes, the latter. I was born into a fully-human body, and lived a fully-human existence until chrysalis. Mine was at... sixteen, I believe. I was something of a late bloomer."

A lot of Fae hit their chrysalises far earlier, but Tannusen's early human life hadn't exactly been ideal for fostering such things.

Sonico can't help but be quite pleased to hear that she had guessed well. She wasn't a complete idiot when it came to biology, after all. "Sixteen was late? And what about your family? Do they have the same...genetic makeup?" Sonico figured that was the polite way to put it, "Or it is more...irregular?"

"Mmhm, most commoner Fae like myself wake up in their early teens. Some can even hit crysalis as early as eleven or twelve years old. Most of us lose ourselves around thirty, you see. It's a short burst of existence, compared to what the human body can do."

So coming to himself at sixteen instead of, say, twelve... he'd lost a lot of time, for a Faerie.

Talk of family lines has him going quiet for a moment, his gaze shifting off to one side and his hands stilling on the tea. Tannusen shakes it off quickly, however. "It's more... irregular. Faerie parentage does seem to make it more likely to have a Fae child, and some breed for that, but it's not a guarantee by any means. Fae are born to regular, mortal humans all the time. I come from a satyr and a sidhe."

"Lose yourselves...?" Sonico was unsure what he meant, but didn't continue her question, afraid to press further. After all, if he meant dying, then he didn't look too far from it, age wise.

She noticed his quiet and realised that she had indeed gone too far, "A satyr and a sidhe. There are so many incredible...people here in this world." She did her best to smile, trying to keep the conversation lighter.

Tannusen wasn't actually to bothered by talking about the Unraveling, at least in broad terms. It was his parentage that had caused the silence, but of course Sonico had no way of knowing that. He offered the girl a returning smile. "Around thirty is when the Faerie soul leaves the human body. The body continues on living without it, as a regular human without memory of anything Fae, but otherwise the same. Some last longer than thirty, of course, but they tend to be... quite mad."

Now, to be fair, the pooka was most definitely mad. But it was a much different kind of madness he was talking about, here.

"Without any memory?" Sonico frowned at that, because it didn't sit too well with her at all. "No wonder they are mad... I imagine it must be quite horrible, feeling like a big part of you was missing but not knowing why..." She paused, realising she might be getting too deep into this, and that maybe it was somewhat personal.

"Forgive me. Perhaps it's not fair for me to talk about that. I have no idea, of course. I'm just...human."

"Just human is just fine," Tannusen was willing to let the subject drop, of course. "Have you been back to Trahearne's shop since the time I scared you? I'm not usually there."

Sonico smiled kindly at the comment, and nodded. As for visiting Trahearne's shop, she shook her head sadly, "No. I haven't. But I really should! Things have been quite busy lately... But I'll definitely make another trip there." Then she paused, looking at him curiously before speaking again, "If you were there...would you still be all growly like the last time?"

"Did I growl?" Tannusen was pretty sure he hadn't... he remembered just sort of sitting and staring at the poor girl while she grew increasingly uncomfortable with it.

"I'm usually just napping somewhere if I'm there. I run a bar and club at night, after all."

"Maybe not..." Sonico is sorry that she said it that way, or that she remembered him that way. "Just more...angry. And tail swishy..." She ducks her head in apology. "Of course. And I'll need to visit that bar some time instead of sitting here."

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