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Who: Jay Nagai and Megan Gwynn
What: Freeing Jay from the tiny room
Where: The arrival room
When: Afternoon
Notes: None
Warnings: None.

While Jay waited, he continued to reply on his CiD to pass the time, hoping it wouldn't take the pink haired girl too long, but content for the moment replying to comments. He was, at the very least, finding out useful information. Sitting cross legged, head bent over his CiD, he looked very much human. He had no intention of allowing even the slightest snake-like trait to slip through when someone might see him, even if that someone had pink hair and wings. At least, not for now. After all, the more people who accidentally discovered his secret, the less likely it would be a secret, and while there may not be any need for that secret, he wanted to find out for sure before taking it on faith that everyone would be okay with it if they knew his true form was a very large and poisonous snake.

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Jay looked up, a distinct look of confusion crossing his face once Megan began to speak. The room spat her back--what? He stared at her for the duration of her ramble, admiring the way the light shone through her wings while marveling at the amount she could say without taking a break.

Once she finally did, however, he spoke, "I'm Jay. I've already started asking about jobs, but I guess I should make sure I get that taken care of right away, then. I just hope my paycheck won't be an every other week thing with that short of a timeline on getting one."

He got up and headed out of the room. After spending the time in there he had, he was eager to leave.

She steps aside to give him room to maneuver through the hall, and pauses briefly while considering the door -- after a moment she leaves it open, although she's sure it will close before the next person arrives. Magic rooms do stuff like that, apparently. Still, on the off chance it doesn't, maybe the next person to show up will find an open door; that would be nice. That's her good deed of the day. Well, second good deed, actually.

"They're pretty understanding about that! Like I thought it would take forever to find a job 'cause you've not got any references, yeah? And back where I'm from there's like, totally still a recession, people can't find work anywhere, it takes months. But they're cool with it if you're new, and they'll like, give you an advance maybe to cover your rent or for you to stay here for a bit till you find a place -- least, that's what most of 'em said when I asked around. Here, the front desk's down this way --" She turns delicately on the heel of her enormous shoes and heads down the hall to the stairs. "There's a job office or something around here but you've got a couple days to just, like, chill if you want to, figure things out. It'd be nice if they gave you more time to settle in but I guess they get impatient even though it's hella rude to just expect people to get over the whole multidimensional kidnap thing overnight."

He nodded. Jay wasn't nearly as talkative as Megan, but that was probably for the best. She could do most of the talking for both of them. He followed her, glad she was there to show the way.

"I'll probably start looking for a job pretty quick. I mean, that was kind of what I was doing before I got kidnapped, anyway."

"Well, might as well do your job-hunting in another dimension or whatever, then! It's easier here so that's good. But also kind of depressing! Like jeez, grabby dimension people, you coulda just dropped us off at the employment office somewhere else. Oh, well, there's lots of stuff to do, anyway." How she's going to get down the stairs in those heels is a mystery until she totally cheats by fluttering down them instead of bothering to walk. It's easy to wear gigantic shoes when you don't actually have to walk in them.

"You have good timing, though, they're throwing a party in a couple days, I guess it's their version of Christmas here! Oh my God it's gonna be great, they have Santa, except it's Kitty Santa. Kitty Santa gives you stuff. I don't think you've even got to have been very good; I sure haven't. Anyway you can meet a lot of people there probably, I think almost everyone's gonna show up. I mean everyone from our group, they call it a cohort, it's all the people who showed up the past year or so. We're all kinda newish."

"Well...no, I mean, I'd rather have the time to calm down before going to the employment office. Give my best impression."

Not be a snake when he's first seen by the people in charge of getting him a job...but he wasn't about to mention that bit. He follows her down the stairs, watching as she flies and finding it far less unnerving than if she had bird wings. Once he gets to the bottom, she starts talking about the Christmas party.

"Kitty Santa?" He cocks his head. "I like your wings, by the way. A lot nicer than bird wings. Less creepy, too."

"Thank you! I knew a couple guys with bird wings and they said it's a big pain in the ass, y'know? Like, they molt, so you get feathers everywhere, and fluff, and they're heavy. At least these are light!" Megan is a little bemused by the thought; generally where she's from, the opposite is true. Mutants with bird wings look like angels; mutants with insect wings look like giant bugs.

The wings are pretty from a distance, but up close, they do kind of look a little creepy. All those veins -- still, it's novel for her to be complimented on them and it makes her fluttery and energetic, like a preening bird.

"Yah, Kitty Santa! They've got some kind of festival going on, you know, like Christmas? Have you got Christmas where you're from? Well, they said all the kitties went out of town on a conference and when they get back we get to have a big party where we all get crunk and afterwards you get a present from the kitties! I dunno how it works but free stuff is great!"

He preferred the veins to those horrible feathered wings. Insects didn't bother him. Young nagas chased insects when they first hatched from the eggs. Birds, on the other hand...

"And they make that horrible flapping sound that gives you nightmares when they flap them." He shuddered. "And they look like they could beat you to death with them without even trying."

So cats brought people gifts? Was this real, or more the equivalent of having someone explain who Santa is, assuming that people will understand that it's just a story? It sounded strange, and he wasn't aware that cats had...conferences.

"Yeah, we have Christmas where I'm from. That sounds very...strange, but if we really get free things I suppose I can't object to it."

"I know! They're so heavy! If you get hit in the head with a goose wing you, like, die, so if a person wing whacked you in the skull it wold probably explode into a bazillion tiny pieces and your brain would get everywhere. That just isn't right!"

Thank you for that charming visual, Megan.

"Yeah I mean, it's probably not real but it's a lot nicer a story than Christmas. Like, you get some cats who come and give you a thing, or some rats who come and take something away, instead of this old fat guy breaking into your house while you sleep and fucking with your stuff."

He nods. "Yeah. Birds are scary when you think about it."

Actually, to him birds were scary whether he thought about it or not.

"You know, I don't think I've ever heard normal Christmas described quite like that before."

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