not sure, you into video games? I'd hang out with your band friends or other friends. maybe visit the bower enclave lol.

"That should be doable. Tomorrow, probably, I'll have figured out what I need to make it work for you. I've just been told I should ask after your 'blossoms', though given that it's Hannah who suggested that and she signed it with a heart I wouldn't mind a 'let's not talk about that'..." Smile.

"Oh! Ah, it's not private to mention the existence of it, it's just something I might not choose to share. I have a private chatroom for my close friends. And, um, my polycule. Which includes Hannah. She's basically sponsoring you I guess. Which, fair, but I don't actually know you well enough to want to share my poetry and nudes with you. As well as, like, sexting logs. So..."

I play vidya, can show you my VR setup

Scythe's free today if you wanna go out drinking

bower enclave's my idea of a fun time lol

hmm video games first

"Entirely reasonable and fair. Thus all the caveats. Is the poetry more sensitive than the nudes? -I jest."

Fine by me.

"Yes, it is actually. Though if you're still around in a few weeks I might read you something."

"I don't seem to be going home anytime soon but who knows if something more interesting comes up and I wander off to another world." Smile.

"Makes sense. You're certainly a better day than average for me."

"...I think I'm curious to see a stored memory, if you can do that and there is a good non-sensitive one. See what it's like compared to a braindance. I'm kind of a sl- sucker for new experiences."

She laughs. "Yeah, sure. Reach in and touch my pendant and I'll feed you a vacation of mine." She offers it.

She reaches.

A sandy beach with a Ferris wheel in the background. She can feel the sun on her skin and the cool breeze coming off the ocean, smell salt and smoke and the faint odour of grilled meat. The sand sticks to her bare feet as she walks along in search of a hot dog. She can almost taste it already...

"Oh my. That's a braindance, alright. A bit more immersive, even, I got a trickle of your thoughts..."

"Yeah. Memory crystals share experiences, the things that make you up. That includes the whole spectrum of the senses, even thought. They're good enough to reconstruct you from."

She nods, seeming a bit contemplative and distant. She makes small talk if small talk seems welcome; Silent otherwise.

"I just need to pop in that makeshift workshop real quick again, five minutes tops. Mind if I leave all that equipment there and come back for more work tomorrow?"

December nods. "That's cool." 

After those five minutes are up, she trots out of the workshop room and out the door in a new form. "Thanks for having me December, bye bye, see ya tomorrow sometime!"

Done nerding. U ready for vidya?

Def. Here's the port coord for my place. [ATTACHMENT] 

just knock on the iron gate

She does so! Only stopping by her own apartment for a quick shower first. Her hair's dry by the time she gets back to the teleport station, though.

Teleport transit = super convenient.

Also, knock knock knock!

Hannah pulls the iron gate open and suddenly there's an entire small house on the other side of it. "Come on in," she says. "I'll show you my games room."

She follows. "I've been a filthy casual for a while, just head games, might have to go easy on me."

"Head games? We don't have that class here. And it's cool, I've got some party games we can play." 

She walks up to the house and gets the door.

"Games what you play in your head. Mostly stupid puzzles and idle games."

She practically prances, following.

"Oh, so phone games. Cool." 

She leads Changeling in to her house. The floor is hardwood, the furnishings comfy. There's a large flatscreen TV in the main room, along with a couple consoles in a tray below them. 

"I collect exotic games from various worlds," says Hannah, "but I think we can start with Kineball Combat, that's a good mainstream virtual one."

"Kineball is telekinesis, right?"