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[the morning of the 18th, before Aziraphale's little "miracle", the mirror turns on to show Lydia, sitting outside on the balcony of the apartment she shares with Mal. those who met her at the arrival ceremonies saw her with her hair down, but today she's pulled it up into a wild, riotous ponytail like a gothic palm tree]

Um, good morning. I'm Lydia, and I've never used anything like this before. Mal says it's like a "smart phone", but I'd never heard of that, so bear with me.

[there's an awkward pause. the morning breeze ruffles her hair and the black poncho she's wearing. which she may or may not have made out of one of her spare bedsheets because she didn't want to wear the same thing two days in a row.]

Anyway. The Dreamfinder, he said we have to get jobs in order to buy stuff. I know there's a decent amount of food in my kitchen, but we're gonna eat through what I know how to cook, pretty fast. So I'm going job hunting. If anyone wants to join me, I'll be downstairs in like, half an hour? I just need to finish my cereal and brush my teeth. Or you can meet me here at room 3A. Just knock first.

Date: 2019-07-20 07:19 pm (UTC)
beancounter: (Default)
From: [personal profile] beancounter
Hi Lydia, I'm Fenton. I've never heard of a smart phone, either. [He gets a confused look on his face.] How can a phone be smart? For that matter, how can a phone be dumb? It's just a phone... ...unless Gyro's been tampering with it... [He blinked and shook his head to clear it.]

[Oh yeah. Job hunting. He wasn't looking forward to it - who did? - but it seemed there was little choice here. (Come on, Fenton Crackshell... you can do this! You got a job working for the richest duck in the world, after all! This should be a piece of cake!) Internal pep talk over with, he straighted up and offered Lydia a wide smile.]

That sounds like a great idea! I'll be downstairs in the lobby in half an hour!
Edited Date: 2019-07-20 07:19 pm (UTC)

Date: 2019-07-20 08:04 pm (UTC)
beancounter: (Default)
From: [personal profile] beancounter
[Fenton scratches his head in confusion.] Well... I've heard of hooking up phones to computers. Tried to do some of that new "computer banking" stuff but, ahh... it didn't go well. [To put it mildly.] But I've never heard of a computer in a phone. [Yes. Hooray for at least someone to understand what the other is talking about! At least tech-wise. Late 80s/early 90s unite!]

[She'll find Fenton down in the lobby, bouncing slightly up and down on his webbed feet anxiously. He stops once he catches sight of her.] Heya! So... what sort of jobs are you looking to get? What do you think's even available, here?

Date: 2019-07-21 11:46 pm (UTC)
beancounter: (Default)
From: [personal profile] beancounter
Sounds interesting! I look forward to hearing about it.

[Fenton smiled back and walked out of the apartment building with Lydia, stepping out onto Main Street.] I'm afraid I don't know what sort of a store Ben Franklin was. Checking out what stores are here certainly shouldn't hurt. [He nodded at the question.] I'm an accountant back home. I'm really, really good at counting things. If you need stuff enumerated, I'm your man!

[That prompted a thought in his mind, and he rifled through his pockets for a moment before pulling out his wallet, checking it with a small frown before putting it back.] We probably should stop at the bank, too, while we're here. Get our money changed over to whatever they use here, and start up an account. I've only got twenty bucks on me. Do you have any money on you?

[He tapped his bill in thought.] Should probably look into getting things for practicing our magic, as well. You need wands to cast magic, right? [That's just how it went in his mind, at least.]

Date: 2019-07-27 02:46 am (UTC)
beancounter: (Fen - sad/concern)
From: [personal profile] beancounter
[Fenton looked over in the direction she was pointing, and nodded.] Ohh.. okay, I see. A sort of "everything-and-the-kitchen-sink" kinda deal, huh?

[Fenton blinked, then scratched the back of his neck. Okay. The lack of money or bank account hit a spot close to home to Fenton, as things had improved for him only recently, relatively speaking. She also was apparantly younger than he was from the sound of it; it was a little difficult for him to accurately gauge the age of humans, being so new to them. Her pause held a lot of weight behind it, too. Fenton distracted himself by pulling out his wallet again, opening it up. Two fives and a ten. He paused, then pulled out the ten-dollar bill and held it out to Lydia. She'd find it very close to the American ten-dollar-bill she's familiar with... only with a duck-version of Hamilton on the front.]

Here. I don't know how much this amounts to in this place, but... hopefully it'll be enough to start an account, or get you a few items before you find a job. ... You could skip the bank and do the tried-and-true under-the-mattress option. Or the jewelry box, in your case. [He said that with a sheepish chuckle.]

...A rough moment? [Fenton asked this quietly, a little nervous to breach the topic. He didn't want to stir up any bad memories.]

Date: 2019-07-31 08:18 am (UTC)
beancounter: (Fen - blush 2)
From: [personal profile] beancounter
[The corners of Fenton's mouth/beak turned down a little, nervous and unsure, and he fumbled with his wallet.] Ahh... well... Would you at least take the five? You never know if you might need to buy something, before you find a job.

[He then offered her a small smile.] Both those ideas sound great. If you're really okay with this...? You sure you don't need any money?

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Date: 2019-07-20 07:33 pm (UTC)
guitar_hero: (stars in her eyes)
From: [personal profile] guitar_hero
Good morning, Lydia!

[he is in the kitchen and looking quite happy as he sits on the counter, legs dangling]

Do you want me to bring down some coffee? I've made a whole pot. [and the other two aren't awake yet so it's probably not a good idea to drink it all himself]
Edited Date: 2019-07-20 07:35 pm (UTC)

Date: 2019-07-20 07:41 pm (UTC)
guitar_hero: (smile)
From: [personal profile] guitar_hero
I can bring some down if you don't have any. Right now it's black as pitch. [he takes a sip from a mug that has a mustache doodled on it] Gross. [but he's grinning]

Date: 2019-07-21 06:56 pm (UTC)
guitar_hero: (smile)
From: [personal profile] guitar_hero
That sounds wonderful. We'll make an even exchange then? A cup of coffee for a bowl of cereal? [he would probably have second breakfast when the other two woke, but he had a fast metabolism and could handle it]

I'll be there in a second.

[it's actually more like a few minutes but when he knocks on the door, he comes bearing a gift! Namely another mustachioed mug, this one where the ends of the 'stache curled up and in to give it a dapper flare. Oh, and of course the pot of coffee. This makes it very difficult to knock, but somehow he manages]

Date: 2019-07-26 05:43 pm (UTC)
guitar_hero: (cheeky)
From: [personal profile] guitar_hero
On my way. [he heads out to the balcony, noting several things as he does, and settles the coffee on a ready table. It's a pretty nice view, they've got. A pretty beautiful day too. It all seems somewhat familiar but in a way he can't quite place. Like a loose thread he can't grasp sufficiently enough to pull out.

Anyway, he waits, enjoying the pleasantness and smiles at Lydia when she returns]
I see you've done some redecorating.

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Date: 2019-07-27 08:57 am (UTC)
ace_of_hearts: (amused)
From: [personal profile] ace_of_hearts
Is job hunting anything like regular hunting?

[Anyone else, he wouldn't ask. But Lydia is the one person who consistently doesn't make him feel like an idiot, so he's allowing himself to be a perfect idiot with her.]

Date: 2019-07-29 01:38 pm (UTC)
ace_of_hearts: (Huh?)
From: [personal profile] ace_of_hearts
[Ace would get a huge kick out of that!]

There's no patience in hunting. [Not Ace style anyway.]

Date: 2019-07-29 01:58 pm (UTC)
ace_of_hearts: (smirk at sunset)
From: [personal profile] ace_of_hearts
Yeah? How'd it go? And I'm not sure I'll get a job, but I'll help you hunt if you want company. And to keep any other hunters from taking your prey.

[Because that's how it works, right?]

Date: 2019-07-29 06:22 pm (UTC)
ace_of_hearts: (say what)
From: [personal profile] ace_of_hearts
Yes. Although I don't think I ever ate one. Have had elephant. It's not that good. [Um yes, so Ace will eat pretty much every animal you can name. Also dragons. As you do.]

Ohhhh what happened next?

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