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[gourmandized]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, BARBARA. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 816.19.528.16 *** wiggles has joined 816.19.528.16 <wiggles> Hello, this is Ima Wiggles. <wiggles> How can I get this machine to stop calling me Barbara? I don't go by that name anymore. <wiggles> If you'd like to speak with me please leave a message!

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[thekindestdemon]

Really? I'd assumed you'd had classical training of some sort, it's remarkable that you haven't. You just...picked it up yourself?

[How fascinating. Lust listens to music all the time, but she hasn't been able to match that sort of professional control simply by using her ear. Ima's a quite impressive young woman.]

[gourmandized]

I suppose. Is it really that impressive?

[Ima doesn't really have a gauge for this kind of thing; she spent too much of her life secluded from the greater part of general society.]

[thekindestdemon]

I certainly think so. I'm aware I have a very good voice, but I haven't the control over it that you do. I couldn't carry an entire performance on it alone.

[It's simply a part of her act, the focus is her dancing. She could do that and rely only on instrumental accompaniment, but she certainly couldn't be billed as a singer. Not to the same success.]

[gourmandized]

[If Ima were still human, her cheeks would be going pink right now...but as it is, she blushes a darker green instead.]

You're too kind. I never had any real solo performances back home...and you know, the woman I first sang backup for is here, too. We showed up in this world at the same time, but she's so busy trying to recruit for a new show of her own that she never got around to trying out here. I wonder if we'll ever sing together again.

[thekindestdemon]

...Ah yes, I know the woman you're referring to. I...don't think this venue is quite suited to her talents, from what I've seen of them.

[From what Lust's seen, the woman would be laughed out of an audition. And likely knows it, which would explain her lack of trying.]

You hardly need to sing behind anyone, anyhow.

[gourmandized]

[Ima's a little uncomfortable as she considers Lust's words, and it shows. See, she knows Elsa isn't as talented as the woman believes herself to be, and she knows the very high opinion Elsa has of herself can (understandably) rub others the wrong way. Still, Elsa is her benefactor and now friend. She might have kept Ima on backup due to ego, but Ima still owes her a hell of a lot. Elsa was the first person to look at her with something other than disgust or shame. She saw value and talent in her, and Ima finds herself now defending Elsa in much the same way Elsa's defended her before.]

It was her show, after all, not mine...and she was the first person to give me a chance. I hope she finds a way to start a new show here. She really did help a lot of us, back home.

[What neither Ima nor Lust know is that Elsa DID try out at the Typhon. She'd bombed and had been unable to rationalize her rejection for what it was, asking what time she needed to show up for makeup. Ima had only assumed Elsa had declined to audition based on her absence from the lineup, and Elsa had all too eagerly played along with that misconception.]

[thekindestdemon]

And now you've found a venue where you're front and center, and Miss Elsa can utilize her talents in organization. Which she seems rather good at.

[Lust is quiet a moment, but she likes Ima. So she continues in a conversational tone.]

There was a woman in my world, who gathered together all of us 'monsters', to help us, and protect us. And she did, I owe her a good decade of my life. But...well, the best intentions can turn very rotten, with time. One must be...aware.

[gourmandized]

[Ima's aware, all right--Elsa had killed one freak, the one she thought of as her sister, and made an attempt to kill another. And if Elsa could kill her surrogate sister, Ima fears what Elsa might do to a latecomer like her. But she's still overwhelmingly grateful to the woman...and she does genuinely love her, even though she'd been prepared to take part in Elsa's murder back home. It's a tricky combination of feelings to juggle, that's for sure.]

I keep it in mind, believe you me.