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[Renton's passed the Front Gate and walked into the Lobby, letter and catalog still in his hand. He looks down and around, scratching his head. Everything is so dream like. The colors, the architecture, even the weather, in a way. Needless to say he's still confused and completely out of place.

A frown and scrunched up nose follow another attempt to make sense of things -- they have been crazy ever since Eureka crashed into his grandfather's shop, no doubt, but this...

He drops his head, exhales, then throws his hands out dramatically:]

This is insane!!

(ooc: late intro is late! Between Christmas preparations and celebrating, I thought it'd be better to postpone so I can dedicate my full attention to threads. SORRY. Bother Renton at will.)

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Why?

[stating obviously!] Because I'm dreaming?

Can you really not tell that you are not dreaming?

What, like I'm supposed to believe any of this is real?

[Mercedes stared at him for several moments because she could not understand his logic. Then... she caught sight of the catalog in his hand.]

Where is the letter?

[She assumed he had a letter, because she got a letter... and from what she could remember it kind of explained things.]

[blink blink.] The letter?

[and then it clicks] Oh--here. [he takes it out from under catalog.] What about it?

... [She looks at him. Then at the letter. Then back to him.] Did you not read it?

Of course I read it! [ahem.] It doesn't make any of this less crazy!

That doesn't make it any more a dream either.

[She turned quickly away from him to look around and figure out where they were. It wasn't that long ago that she showed up, but she walked around in circles so many times that she had learned several identifying marks.]

Go that way. There is a metal room that will take you to the Headmaster.[She pointed down the path that lead to the elevator.] Maybe he can explain things better to you so that you understand.

Yeah, well, that's what you say. [and he crosses his arms. He slowly turns his head at her.

Dammit. Headmasters are boring.]

I don't want explanations, I just want to get back.

[Before this world, Mercedes did not have much experience with humans. Back then the most time she had actually spent with one... he kind of wasn't even a human at the time so she didn't really think it counted. The point being of course, that since she came to this world she has come to realize that a lot of humans acted in ways that were very confusing. Like... this boy.]

We all want to go back where we belong... but a way to send us back home has yet to be discovered. It would be for the best if you learned to accept this and chose to use your time more wisely. Standing around talking to no one will not be useful to anyone.

So--so what? I'm just supposed to stand here and take it? I can't just do that.

[That was a particular phrase to Mercedes. Not because she didn't understand the words... but just the concept of standing somewhere and taking it.] What are you taking while you're standing there?

[He wonders if that's a rhetorical question. Or if she's just messing around him.

But she seems completely serious.]

I don't know. This! Everything!

[She is completely serious. After he spoke again she looked away, apparently thinking over his words. A couple moments of staring at the floor and she looks back at him. Her expression changed from confusion to annoyance as she spoke.]

Why are you making things complicated?

[Because obviously it's his fault that she doesn't understand him.]

Me? How am I making things complicated?

You read the letter so you must realize that you can not return home. You were given a place to live and are enrolled as a cadet [She made a gesture to the catalog he had.] so that you would have something to do. What more do you want?

It's--[oh, Renton.] It's not like I asked for any of this.

Just when I managed to leave...

[There was a flash of emotion, and Mercedes felt a tight sensation in her chest. Her head lowered slightly and she thought to herself. Worrying over her land... if she would ever get back. Could it be possible that she would be stuck here forever? What... what would become of Ringford? And if she never returned than how could she... hmpt no, that's a silly thing to be worried about in comparison to everything else. But still...]

I don't want to be here either...

[She was lost only a little longer within her own pessimistic thoughts before she suddenly shook her head and looked at Renton.]

You must not think about the things you can not change. [She pointed at him, her voice getting stronger as she preached to him. Kind of her own way of reinforcing her own resolve as well.] Focus on what you can do. We had no choice about being brought here... but we can choose what to do while we're here.

[She paused, her eyes shifting away shyly and uncertain before she looked back to him for his support in her idea.] ... don't you think so?

[Renton does notice her flash of emotion. His eyebrows knit a little bit, both concerned and maybe a somewhat guilty.]

I didn't mean to upset you. But... [he wants to believe her, but he says it mostly to redeem himself.] I guess you're right.

[His agreement seems to change her mood and Mercedes turned to start walking along the path to continue on to where she was planning to go before she started talking to him.] Of course I'm right. Now... you should choose which classes you wish to take.

[She got a couple steps past him before she stopped and turned to look back at him.] And you did not upset me.

[If she could, Mercedes tried to turn away and leave swiftly so that she could have the last word.]

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