fandomtownies | Groovy Tunes; Tuesday [11/19].

Even though Tisarwat's head was feeling much better that day, the music being played in the shop was all very quiet, very soft, very sort of soothing and soft. The incredible headaches were gone, but the awkwardness, the jarring nature of realizing just how little of herself was even herself anymore, still lingered. She'd been such a simple child, really, unremarkable, unambitious, content to just play silly games with gloveless babies and to even let someone else be the captain in those games. And now? It was as if everything was about ambition, about control, about strategy. There had been moments, of course, since her brain was hijacked by the Lord of the Radch that she really felt like she didn't know who she was anymore. And there was just something about being that careless kid again, with no idea of what awaited her, that made her feel even less sure than ever.

The headaches were gone, but it still made her brain hurt to think about it, and having to make robots fight in computer class didn't help with things much, either. Sure, they were incredibly simple bots with the most rudimentary functions, not even remotely possessing an AI system, but it made everything else in her head seem that much more complicated and conflicted...especially considering where she'd be spending the day.

So it was quiet, thoughtful music, and a quiet, thoughtful Tisarwat, organizing some CDs and records and tapes, because it was nice to be able to organize something, since organizing her thoughts was clearly out of the question.

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"Good morning. How was your weekend?"

Breq stepped into the store, expression blank as usual. She had listened to the radio and heard that Tisarwat hadn't been feeling well yesterday, but that had nothing to do with why she was here, obviously.

Tisarwat had been mostly expecting Breq to come up today, but she wasn't sure how she felt about it. In a way, she'd been enjoying the quiet, but, just as well, it would be nice to be distracted by something other than her own thoughts.

Her own thoughts, as if she even knew what that meant anymore.

"Good morning, Breq," she answered back, with a small nod. "It was...different. How was yours?"

She didn't suspect Breq had changed at all, but if she had...that would have been even more awkward than her own, assuming it would have been...what? Reverting back to the child of the person whose body she used? Or maybe to some form of the very first ancillary unit she was implanted into? That first moment of AI consciousness, whenever that was? Maybe she'd have woken up as a ship again. Maybe something else.

Either way, it would have been incredibly complicated...and ridiculous.

"Quiet," Breq said. "I considered making sure no kid got hurt, but I think everyone managed on their own. Tea?"

"Yes, please," Tisarwat said without hesitation. She'd already had some, of course, but was there ever such a thing as too much tea?

"There were a few people who weren't changed in the dorms, too," she offered. "Which reminds me, I should probably apologize to Prompto for calling her gloves tacky."

Even though they were. He didn't seem to upset about it in class earlier, though.

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"Were they?"

Breq had to ask. She walked over to where she kept tea cups.

"Yes," Tisarwat admitted, smirking a little in relief to be in company where she could actually say that and not have to really worry about it. Especially since this one had been one that had building up in her practically all semester. "They're fingerless, which just makes you wonder what's even the point. I think it'd be better going without them at all at that point."

"Oh, don't underestimate the power of decadent clothing," Breq said. "Although there's a time and a place, and I'm guessing that wasn't the intention. You could always give him a pair for the gift-giving holiday."

"I have a feeling I might just be giving everyone a pair for it," Tisarwat admitted with a small laugh, shaking her head a little. "And just call it good. Is it coming up soon? I'm sure I'll find out more about it through Student Council."

"It's a good gift," Breq said. "Unless they mind wearing them. And yes, In a month or so, I think. The weeks leading up to it might be... well, strange. You should have an idea by now."

"No one seems to mind so far," Tisarwat noted, with no small amount of pride. If anything, she knew she'd always have at least that, her little group of friends who'd gotten so good at putting on gloves the moment they saw her. "And I do. Have an idea. But this place definitely throws a lot at you, doesn't it? At least I was warned about it beforehand. It's kind of a nuisance, but you also get used to it."

Granted, Tisarwat had learned to 'get used to' an awful lot rather quickly already.

"I got to stay myself luckily," Breq said, placing two cups on the counter.

"You don't happen to have brought your flask?"

Tisarwat would probably like the tea better if it was prepared in one.

"Oh!" Tisarwat blinked a moment, because of course she'd brought her flask, it just took her a moment to sort of remember where she'd put it. "Of course, it's over by the counter. I'll go get it..."

"With so many friends who are willing to do that for you you really should have a tea party for them," Breq said. "I'm sure they'll appreciate it."

She guessed they would, although perhaps not as much as Tisarwat would.

"I've been thinking about that, actually," Tisarwat told Breq with a faint smile as she got the flask and handed it over to her sos he could make the tea, and action that was at least losing a little bit more of its strangeness each week. "Scheduling has been tricky, though. Everytime I think of doing it, something like everyone turning into kids seems to happen!"

"It's hard to make plans here," Breq agreed, accepting the flask. She opened a bag of tea and added a few spoons.

"Have you found a good place to buy gloves? In case you choose to give them as gifts?"

She knew from experience that such things were usually important to Radchaai.

Groovy Tunes; Tuesday [11/19].

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