AUDIENCE: ELSA

[retellers]

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[showyourself]

[that description genuinely throws her—but only for a moment. just as suddenly, she bursts out with laughter.]

Oh, well! I'll keep that in mind. Lucky I tend to go for lighter colors these days...!

[she's still giggling, and it takes a moment to compose herself for the next volley.]

What about you? Light or dark? Loose and flowy, or tight and tailored?

[retellers]

... no preference on color. Tight.

[ they say this while wearing a loose and flowy cloak. ]

[showyourself]

[...]

Do you all have to wear the same thing?

[she gestures to the clothing.]

[retellers]

Basically. Pretty fucked up, if you ask me.

[showyourself]

[elsa politely decides to pretend they didn't say that, and nods.]

...To maintain an air of mystery, I suppose.

Are the ears real?

[retellers]

[ they shake their head. ]

Nope. The uniform is just really into the theme.

[showyourself]

And... what's your feeling on tigers?

[retellers]

Not very big on stripes as a concept.

[ ... ]

But there are definitely worse animals.

[showyourself]

[she nods, smiling. cute.]

Wolf told me that we'd do best using our time to get to know the others, right now. But is there anything I can help you with?

[retellers]

[ there is a moment where they just stare at her ]

You're not going to grill me on other questions?

[showyourself]

[there's a pause, and she giggles at the question.]

Is there anything I should be grilling you on?

I feel like you'd tell me, if there was something important I should know—and if there's something I'm really wondering about, I can just ask. Otherwise, it'll just be...

[she waves her hands. a bunch of people asking the same questions over and over.]

...Like in the square. Right? And you don't know much more than we do. Not helpful.

[retellers]

[ yeah. there is a reason tiger did not volunteer to be in the welcome party and it's because they knew it would turn into that.]

You're right about that. I think we also assumed that you guys would discuss amongst yourselves after, so if anyone didn't catch something, they'd be filled in. Unless they don't have friends, I guess.

[showyourself]

Well, listening helps, too. [she was snoopin' on everyone else's conversations...

elsa links her hands behind her back, and tilts her head at tiger, considering them.]

Speaking of which—would you know if it's possible to get a blank diary and pen? I know you can take notes in the, um... [thingy.] ...device, but I guess I'm a little old fashioned?

[retellers]

[ they sigh and reach a hand into their robe to pull both things out. ]

Here.

[showyourself]

[!

she lights up immediately, taking both—and then feels kind of terrible for making him sigh.]

Sorry about that. I'm working on it.

Actually, I do have one question. Do you know where all the knives are going? It's making it a little hard to... well, cook.

[retellers]

Oh.

You should probably ask the other participants:

[showyourself]

[...........................?

wait]

...Are people... taking them?

Why?

[retellers]

I don't know. Hoarding tendencies? Paranoia? They're just assholes?

[ they sigh. ]

There's always a klepto.

[showyourself]

That's...

[stupid? paranoid? mean? illegal?

...

she shakes her head in disbelief.]

Would you be able to get me a... fruit knife, or something similar? I don't know what I'm going to do if everything sharp in the kitchen disappears.

[retellers]

I'm not allowed to give out knives.

Even if they're not that sharp, they might still fall under the "weapon" category and we're banned from handing those out.

[showyourself]

[she nods, because honestly? it makes perfect sense. she wouldn't have thought of it as a "weapon", but controlling the number of potential weapons in a closed environment? smart.]

Then... could you maybe add one more to the kitchen? In a secret place? I'm worried they might all go missing, at this rate. [spoilers: they do.]

[retellers]

[ they are considering it. ]

I'll see what I can do, since I'm a nice guy and all.

[showyourself]

[elsa looks immediately relieved.]

Thank you.

Although, the idea of several people running around with knives is...

[she trails off, frowning lightly—and shrugs.]

As long as nobody uses them, I suppose.

[retellers]

It could be that one person took one, and then other people saw there was now less knives, so they took them 'cause they didn't want to not have any.

That or, again, fucking kleptos.

[showyourself]

[elsa. sighs.]

Well, since I'm here, asking you for knives...

...Is there anything I can bring you? Do you... remember what kind of food you like? Anything like that?