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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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... 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.

Glee Club?

[Sorry, that drew all his attention from his impending "I'm a teacher, this is what to do" speech.]

It's called New Directions. ... you know, a glee club. Show choir?

Oh! A choir! Mahora has one of those. A few of my students are in it.

It's like a choir with choreography. I'm the lead female vocalist.

Ah, really? So that's why you were singing!

Well, just because I'm stuck in an alien world with no friends, family, or proper sound system doesn't mean I can let my voice falter through non-practice!

Exactly. That's what I think, too. I practice my kenpou every day.

Ken-what?

Kenpou. It's a form of martial arts.

Oh. I don't do stuff like that. I'm not -- you know, athletic or anything -- but I'm the best singer in McKinley High! And I'm the co-captain of New Directions. I'm going to be on Broadway one day. You know, New York City -- the Great White Way -- to be a star!

[And she'll hum to herself.]

So I hope you don't mind singing. I practice every day.

... you're very ambitious, Miss Berry. I wish you all the best.

[And it's genuine, really.]

I don't mind singing at all.

Without ambition, what do you really have?

And good. Do you have requests?

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