Rebecca is going to Lunabella! It's weird but she wants to see cool things and be better-traveled and maybe it's less weird if you see it in practice, a lot of people do reportedly like it there. And it's safe just to visit, it's not like she's going to be swept up by a slave caravan as soon as she bounces onto the moon. So this she does, hopping out of the portal network, silk witch robes whispering against her skin and lovingly-conditioned hair tightening its curls in the light gravity.
Good thing she wrote it all down. A capella concert! Is it one of the ones that invited her to join them?
Mighty lively music scene on the moon, huh.
Lunabellans tend to have more free time than Earthlings, there's more Lunabellans than Americans, and there's a solid intercity portal network such that Rebecca can go almost anywhere public. There is effectively a lively everything scene.
She can see why people would decide to live here, yeah.
This does seem to be the kind of concert in which you can seat yourself on a broom. For one thing, it lets you stay out of the way of the people who are playing soccer.
She finds a nice spot in the air away from the soccer game to hover in.
There is not a convenient external-noise-silencing effect like the theater had, but it's still nice to listen to.
At one point a soccer ball heads towards the concertgoers, but someone redirects it before it gets there.
They're a talented bunch. Rebecca takes occasional notes on chord progressions she likes.
Someone near her is going to ask a question in Greek.
As a counteroffer, how about Hawthorne Latin?
"...Google Translate?" she suggests, pulling out her phone.
After glancing at the logo, the witch looks somewhat offended, frowns, and shakes her head.
...Okay. Phone away and she will give up on learning what this witch had to say.
Well, the witch might have had one thing to say originally, but now she's rummaging for a magazine, flipping to a page with a color photograph of an adorable red-headed girl in a dressy skirt suit frowning and standing next to a very large and impassive cyborg man in a cowboy outfit, and holding it out. It's mostly in Greek, but there are some English quotes.
And those quotes say?
"I think they took out some of my memories because there are gaps in it. The earliest memory I can recall is Dee teaching me how to read, but I didn't know him by that name at the time. My earliest memory is also my earliest remembered interaction with Alphazon."
The names 'Google', 'Alphabet', 'Amazon', and 'HexVPN' are also present in the article, though not in English sentences.
Whoa, concerning. She will nod and make a concerned face.
No more frowning. Does she want to keep the magazine?
No thanks? She can't read it especially not without Google Translate!
That's fair. The witch will take it back and wave awkwardly and go back to looking at the singers.