A Pink Corner House, Bristol, Saturday Morning

[vanillajello]

Kate was still in Bristol. Still dealing. She thought she was doing okay, actually. She hadn't forgotten about Wednesday because that was impossible and she had the nightmares to prove it, but... At least some things seemed to be kinda righting themselves now. At least Mitchell was talking to her again. She'd missed that more than she would have cared to admit.

And she'd gotten to go shopping for clothes since she hadn't exactly packed for staying this long. That had been fun, because even after all the trauma lately she was still a slightly shallow girl of seventeen.

She wasn't doing anything quite that productive right now, though. Nope, she had coffee, and was hogging the couch in front of the TV. There was some random show on, where a really tall, really gay Chinese guy was helping a middleaged former biker chick pick out an outfit for the Queen's garden party.

It was random and very British, in Kate's opinion, but she wasn't really watching too intently. It wasn't catching her attention quite like that one show had the other night, the one where the geeky guy suddenly turned out to be smoking hot. Kate thought she'd have to catch up on that once she got back to her computer and could download stuff.

But right now it was just this.

[ooc: NFB, open for phonecalls and messages and people in Bristol! Now I want to watch something with Gok Wan in it too. ...Or that other show mentioned there, mmmm.]

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[chosehumanity]

"I just did not need to see that," Mitchell said, with a slight wince.

Then he relaxed into the sofa. "So," he said, conversational and very, very careful, "I was thinking about heading back out to Fandom tomorrow morning."

[vanillajello]

Kate made a slight face. "Ugh, yes, Fandom. Home of the unpredictable environment and the potentially ulcer-suffering boyfriends."

Her home as well, though, so she wasn't entirely objecting to where this was going. Couldn't hide forever.

[chosehumanity]

"You're welcome to stay for as long as you like, I'm not taking that back," he hastened to add, "Or turn up again later, if you want to take a break."

Which would also make Mitchell feel a lot better than if she ran off to some hotel in the middle of nowhere on her own again, so. "But I thought you might want to tag along, like."

[vanillajello]

"Mm, well, I do miss having more clothes." She missed a lot of things, in fact. Many of them not quite that completely insignificant. "And I have online stuff I should be getting back to."

Requests to attend to.

[chosehumanity]

"That's settled, then. We'll head home tomorrow morning, I'll head out to the theatre, you can get back to your..." He made a vague gesture. "...Online thing."

[vanillajello]

"And proving people I'm in one piece and shit," Kate added. She wasn't going to elaborate on the whole online thing, not to him. "Oh joy."

[chosehumanity]

It wasn't like Mitchell knew all that much about the internet; they didn't have a computer in the house, and he'd never really seen the point of doing too much with it. "Hey, they'll be happy to find out," he said, smiling. "You might even be able to scrounge something out of it."

[vanillajello]

Kate snorted. "I was more thinking about the people who give a fuck about me." The princess' fans didn't really fall into that category, she didn't think. "I dont think I've been gone long enough for anyone else to really notice."

[chosehumanity]

Mitchell blinked at her. "...I thought that was who we were talking about."

[vanillajello]

"Well, I'm a complex young woman, Mitchell," Kate replied smoothly, like she hadn't messed anything up there. "Keep up."

[chosehumanity]

She was indescribably lucky that-- well, all right, Mitchell occasionally had vampire fledgelings asking him to 'Facebook them', which he'd finally understood the first time he saw The Social Network, so he did have some idea.

"No, back up," he said, "Who are we talking about?"

[vanillajello]

"People," she replied, trying for an idle tone. "Online."

Incredibly informative, wasn't it?

[chosehumanity]

"Just people," he said, doubt dripping off of every inch of his expression.

[vanillajello]

"Mmhmm," she said, raising her mug to her lips, looking every bit as innocent as he was dubious. "Princess Valhalla's fans."

[chosehumanity]

"...You have fans now?"

[vanillajello]

Kate shot him a frown. "You don't have to sound so surprised."

[chosehumanity]

"You had one ridiculous YouTube video," Mitchell said, scrunching his face at her. He had a feeling there was more going on here, but he couldn't quite place it.

[vanillajello]

"Which has like half a billion hits," Kate retorted, raising her eyebrows. "And I did the whole comic book store appearance thing. I have an email list."

[chosehumanity]

"And all these people are fans of you tromping about in a pink fairy costume?" Jesus. There was no accounting for taste.

No offense, Kate.

[vanillajello]

"Okay, A, it's a valkyrie costume, if anything."

Sorry, Mitchell, some offense may have been taken.

"And B, you can't seriously tell me you've made it to over a hundred years old without being exposed to comic geeks."

[chosehumanity]

"I've met one or two, sure." But look at Mitchell. He was a hipster, dammit. "...Wait, are you on the internet with these people?"

[vanillajello]

"I'm on the internet with most of the entire population of the world," Kate retorted, just to be annoyingly precise. "But I'm talking specifically with these people, yes."

[chosehumanity]

Mitchell shot her a look, then shook his head. "Way to aim for the cream of the bloody crop there, Kate..."

[vanillajello]

"Hey, if those are the kind of people who want to buy me stuff for talking to them, who am I to argue with that?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. "I think you should be proud of my entrepreneurial skills."

Because those were what were being used here, sure.

[chosehumanity]

"Buy you stuff for-- Oh christ, Kate!"

This would be Mitchell's aghast face, yeah.