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[The feed clicks on to show a girl dressed to the nines sitting on a rock. In the rain. In any other moment, Rachel Berry would appreciate the dramatic nuances of the scene, but for the moment? The girl looks scared, arms wrapped around herself, and she's shivering.]

This isn't funny. Whatever has happened, I'm going to figure it out. You hear me, Vocal Adrenaline?!

[And she's calling into the woods now, because obviously, this is the rival glee club's fault. ~~She's serious.~~]

I'm going to get back to the performance hall and we're going to win, without your cheating! I demand to be returned at once!

[Her bravado is broken by a small sob as Rachel tucks her head into her arms once again, totally ignorant of the PCD recording her.]

Oh, Finn, where are you?

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[Later in the day, Negi has totally missed Rachel's first post, AND her coming back to the house with Ed. He's had his nose in a book all day, or has been outside training, and by some coincidence, has missed seeing her in the house every time.

Now, he's just headed to the upstairs bathroom to wash his hands before dinner.]

[Rachel is busy brushing out her hair and trying to maintain a certain level of dignity. She may or may not be singing to herself while she does this. ... okay, she's definitely singing to herself, let's be real.]

Just a city boy...~ born and raised in south Detroit...~

[And with a final yank, Rachel's hair is finally free of knots.]

[And that wonderful rendition of Don't Stop Believing may have just been punctuated by a shriek.]

[Which is followed by another shriek, because WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON? Have a Rachel spinning around, brush in hand, like a weapon.]

Who are you and what do you want from me, I haven't done anything wrong!

[A brush isn't going to do anything, Rachel, but he backs off all the same.]

I-I-I-I'm sorry, y-you surprised me a-and I wasn't expecting anyone to be in the bathroom and what are you doing?

[He means "What are you doing in this house and who are you", but it doesn't come out that way.]

[SHUT UP SHE IS CLEARLY INTIMIDATING.]

What do you mean, what am I doing?! I'm brushing my hair! Is that a crime?

N-n-no, but whyareyouinourbathroom?

... because I'm using it. Ed and Alphonse told me that I could stay here.

[What the fuck, kid, get out of her shit.]

[Oh well, uh.]

... o-oh. You... must be new, then...

I would say so.

[Huff. Have crossed arms and a flat look.]

I'm Rachel Berry.

[Oh god "first meeting with Asuna" pings like whoa.]

... ah, Negi Springfield. I... live here, too. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Berry.

... oh.

[Well, that makes her feel dumb, but she REFUSES TO ACKNOWLEDGE IT.]

Well. It's nice to meet you, Negi.

... I'm sorry for almost attacking you with a hairbrush.

I-it's okay, I've had far worse happen!

[And that was a very quick reply.]

Probably... I'm not very threatening.

[And she sighs and puts down the hairbrush, almost huffy.]

But still, hitting you with a hairbrush would've been a horrid way of introducing myself.

I-it's quite alright. Please, don't worry about it.

[And she steps out of the bathroom so Negi can wash his hands.]

... so, how long have you lived here?

[He won't take long, promise.]

A year and four months.

[SO CASUAL, NEGI.]

[Rachel leans against the wall with a sigh. She had already heard the news of how long everyone had been there from Miss Hawkeye, Ed, Al, but hearing it for another time only reinforces her belief that she's going to be positively miserable here.]

At least I can still sing.

[It's mostly muttered to herself.]

[And, being Negi, he hears that tone in her voice, even if he can't pick up the words. He turns, fingers dripping water into the basin.]

... it's not all bad here, Miss Berry.

I'm supposed to be at home celebrating with friends right now and I got pulled here. My luck just really sucks, that's all. It's like whenever I earn something in life, it gets taken away.

[... okay, so she's a drama queen. A lot. BUT SERIOUSLY, LIFE SUCKS.]

A-and I was supposed to be rescuing my students, but...

[Dammit Rachel HE COULD DIE IN HIS FUTURE.]

[Rachel so does not have a wide view of the world, Negi, don't tell her about war and shit, it'll give her an existential crisis.]

... students?

Mhm. I'm an English teacher. Homeroom, too.

...

[She's not even going to question that.]

I wish my teachers were here. Mister Schuester would know what to do... he's my Spanish teacher. And Glee Club coach.

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[Offline] Poor Negi. Poor ignorant dumb Negi.

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