week one - saturday post-trial - rachel

[arockstar]

[Newt absconds pretty much as soon as the trial is over, given that he doesn't have a reason to stick around. They did it, hooray, etc. Someone's still dead and there's more to follow, and he just wants to get out of there.

Seems like a good idea to check out the bar, though he's not exactly surprised to find it in the same state they left it. It's a good thing this area is so malleable. It'd be a bummer to lose locations permanently.

See: bedrooms. Ugh.

He's flipping through the jukebox when Rachel walks in. This catalogue is like, never-ending. He needs one of these back home.]

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[tinkerberry]

My career.

[ a pause ]

I don't want them to just hand me my success or anything! That'll make it pointless.

[arockstar]

Hey, same here.

[Sort of. Same sentiment. Close enough.]

If you don't want them to just hand it to you, what are you gonna ask for?

[tinkerberry]

I want people to stop being so terrible about my glee club. My friends [ and her, but she is not going to admit that out loud ] get bullied really badly, so it'll be nice if we can be recognized without the high school drama attached.

[arockstar]

[Oh. That was not the turn he was expecting "my career" to take.]

Uh, don't get me wrong, that's noble and all, but is that really worth all this trouble?

[tinkerberry]

What college I get into depends very highly on my performance in high school, which means I nee to win trophies. It'll be easier to win trophies if the rest of my club is at top condition instead of cowering in fear of being tossed in a locker.

I have no doubt that I'll be famous one day, but I'd like to take away the unneeded obstacles since there are already so many others.

[arockstar]

Hm. That's reasonable logic, but it'd be better to wish for something... I don't know, bigger? Than just policing a group of high school bullies, I mean. I bet you could think of a wish that'd kill two birds with one stone.

[tinkerberry]

My problem is trying to figure out how to do it without taking away any of my own credit...

[arockstar]

So when you get back to your world, you want your wish to be a secret?

[tinkerberry]

Well, I wouldn't want to change things too much...

What's your wish?

[arockstar]

That's not really an answer, but alright.

[No skin off his back.]

So, my world's getting invaded by aliens? I'm gonna wish for a way to stop them.

[Pretty simple!]

[tinkerberry]

Aliens.

[ why the FUCK is everyone here so fucking WEIRD ]