The wilderness here adjoins a road, with a bus trundling one way or the other every five minutes, and a moped or truck less often than that. White chevrons indicate which way each lane of traffic is to go; there's a sidewalk, with a railing, but it doesn't look like it sees much use.
"I guess, yeah, though it might be people with super rare skills would object to you copying since then they wouldn't be super rare any more."
"Hopefully not all of them. I would be surprised if I couldn't find anything very very useful to do."
"Oh, me too, it just might be the first thing you try doesn't work. What do you want to do?"
"I don't know! I haven't even had a proper career yet; I just ran around delivering enough packages and messages to pay for necessities and occasional food and theatre tickets and stuff. I guess I don't want something where I'd have to make big changes to who I am in order to avoid being very lonely."
"Were you always this extroverted or did you pick it up for some reason?"
"Pretty much always. Or . . . I think - there was an aspect of me that was always there, that mixed with other things I picked up in a way particular to me. And other people picking up the same thing wouldn't have quite the same results about it."
"Huh. Anyway, probably you could pull in a lot in performance art? And mingle with the audience after. But possibly you want to look fifteen before you do that."
"What sort of performance art?"
"Oh, any, you could sing or dance or whatever, people would want to come see you just 'cause you're a slider once word gets around. Do you know songs from your world? Those would be cool and keep you from competing very directly with any singers you copied off."
"I do know some! And I might be good enough at dance-ish things already. I kept attracting crowds yesterday, not even on purpose."
"Oh, what were you doing?"
"One kid thought I was from a circus."
"Huh. Usually a circus has a lot of short acts, not one long one, so it would be less good if you want to operate as a solo act - it's interesting to watch somebody walk on their hands or something for a little while but not a long one."
"I bet I can be more interesting than someone who can't reset their stamina. But I can also do flips and things and probably learn how to make it more dancelike."
"That would be neat. I took today off work, do you want help finding some music that would go well with a set?"
" - You did? That's so nice - and sure, that sounds like a good idea."
"Well, I get a float day off every week, and I didn't have plans for this week." Music time! Chirun's taste runs toward the instrumental with heavy precussion.
It's certainly a danceable-to genre. Lornell finds a track they like, listens to it twice through, and realizes: " - Can we take this outside? I want to try a few things that might risk breaking something in here."
"Oh, sure." Chirun picks up his portable speaker and pipes the music to it instead and leads Lornell to the back courtyard.
In which Lorn can perform a mostly-improvised routine somewhat in time to the music! Most of it doesn't particularly follow the tempo but they do stick landings right at the beat drop and on the final note.
"That's very cool," applauds Chirun. "I don't know that I'd watch it for half an hour but it'd work as part of a longer thing?"
"What other sorts of stuff are usually in this kind of longer thing?"
"If you're a solo act? I don't know, it would be kind of weird as a solo act - that's why someone suggested a circus, probably, lots of people rotate in and do three minutes of their coolest thing that wouldn't stretch to the whole showtime."
"Hmmmm. - Oh, also at some point I really want to meet the smartest animals here and see if any of them are people."
"Okay. Enoby's not very smart but crows are, and parrots."