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It is a lovely Saturday morning. Feathered children are watching cartoons; furred adults are eating brunch; scaled teenagers - one scaled teenager in particular, actually - is arguing with the proprietor of a magic shop.
"How did these items get made if there's no way to learn magic? Are the magicians homeschooling their children and not writing any books? How did you learn?"
"Half this stuff is antiques," says the shopkeep. "Look, asking me a dozen times isn't gonna make the answer more to your liking. I don't have Hogwarts in the basement, deal with it."
"But where do you get the stuff that isn't antique - who made the Avalon itself? - isn't anybody panicking about the medallion supply? -"
"Kid, nobody knows how to make medallions."
"But some people apparently know how to make luck charms and protection amulets!"
"I'm not going to give out my suppliers' personal information. I wouldn't do it even if you weren't annoying."
"There have to be books -"
"Does this look like a library to you?"
maybeso
asteptotheright
Kanimir laughs. "It's fine. According to reliable sources we are adorable enough in our present forms."
maybeso
"I don't object to you eventually seeing pictures of me, just don't let Ren corner you with Photo Album Volume One."
maybeso
"Let me at least show him the one from summer camp."
"Which one from summer camp?"
"When you were nine, with the certificate, you smiled properly for the camera in that one."
"All right, fine, but you stop there, okay?"
"Okay, okay," laughs Ren, and she goes and gets a photo album and comes back and shows it to Kanimir opened to the correct page. A nine-year-old May displays a certificate next to her beaming gaptoothed face; it asserts that she is an Exemplary Camper. Other photos on the page are May and other kids playing the recorder at some sort of school event, May looking disgruntled in a fishing hat with an out-of-frame father patting her on the head from the right angle to also be taking the picture, and May in line for a roller coaster.
"Which one from summer camp?"
"When you were nine, with the certificate, you smiled properly for the camera in that one."
"All right, fine, but you stop there, okay?"
"Okay, okay," laughs Ren, and she goes and gets a photo album and comes back and shows it to Kanimir opened to the correct page. A nine-year-old May displays a certificate next to her beaming gaptoothed face; it asserts that she is an Exemplary Camper. Other photos on the page are May and other kids playing the recorder at some sort of school event, May looking disgruntled in a fishing hat with an out-of-frame father patting her on the head from the right angle to also be taking the picture, and May in line for a roller coaster.
asteptotheright
"I can show you similar pictures at my house later, if you want," he mentions. "I've had long hair all my life, there are actually some pictures from incidents where Jaromira stuffed me in a dress and no one who didn't know us already guessed I wasn't a girl."
asteptotheright
"Exactly. Apparently I make a very pretty girl; I wouldn't necessarily mention it but you did say you were bisexual."
maybeso
"I am, although I don't think drag in particular does much for me? Maybe I'll change my mind when I see these photos."
asteptotheright
"Well, there's a difference between drag that's supposed to look like drag and drag that's supposed to look like a pretty girl," he shrugs. "I don't know if the difference is salient in this case but it seemed worth bringing up."
asteptotheright
"Ironically, we're immediately assumed to be twins less when we do this because the slight differences in our facial bone structure are less easily dismissed as the result of sexual dimorphism."
asteptotheright
"I...don't know. For some reason people are more likely to mention it when they notice a pair of twins than when one person is older than another. Probably because twins are rarer."
maybeso
"I don't really know. You seem to be advancing along rather distinct maturity tracks and that makes it hard to compare directly."
asteptotheright
"Heh. You're not wrong, but I don't think I've ever heard anyone put it like that before."