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[redwinekindofgirl]

Sooooo, guys, girls, others. What's the grossest thing you've ever eaten?

[Don't mistake this for her not being concerned about Caedra, and not being concerned about generally everything, but a recent conversation and a recent find has piqued her curiosity enough to ask the question.

For her own answer, she holds up a small, white, chalky-looking cube.]

This one's mine. It's called 'carbtien', and it's basically what we live on back home, because we can't grow enough food for everyone. It's military rations, and I don't know what they put in it, but it doesn't taste of anything and when you try to swallow it, it's like your brain forgets how swallowing works.

[Julie snorts softly and drops the cube down out of sight.]

I found a big bag of them just lying around a couple of weeks ago. Weird, right? I guess I'll keep it safe for if we ever end up starving or something. You might not thank me, though.

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[such_a_teez]

[He'd love to see her work sometime.] Most artisans feel that way, I think. It's easy to criticize ones own work. Would you be willing to share some of your pieces with us common men? [He suddenly really hopes that she is good. He really likes her, and doesn't want to lie or speak unpleasantly about her work. He rarely hits it off so well with someone, and he'd rather not have their friendship end in so early a stage.

Then again, if she's that easily offended they might not get along for long anyway.]

That depends on who you ask. I'd say I'm good at gambling, working, reading and avoiding family functions. My brother would say I'm a talented diplomat and a good dancer. My niece would say I'm a fantastic punching bag. It really just depends on the person's perspective. [He pauses for a moment.] Do you dance at all? It seems to be a missing art here.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Uh... I dunno. Maybe. [Most of Julie's work is expressions of raw emotion. Thick, angry brush-strokes and explosions of colour. What Tyki would think of it would lean heavily on how he considered those things as art, alongside more traditional mediums. She can draw, too, though her drawing is somewhat more crude.

Here, though, she's had the time to work on it.

Besides, she's more interested in what Tyki is talking about. Conversations that drift towards herself often grow awkward quickly and she's happy for the change in topic.

When he asks if she dances, she laughs.]

I try to dance. Usually when I'm drunk. I don't think you'd want to see it.