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DISPLAYING SUBJECT: Celty Sturluson Label: VIRGO ENTERTAINMENT Band: VANDALISM IN PROGRESS Instrument: PIANO Fame Lvl: 2 (Power Lvl + Fortune Lvl) Current MP: 2 Short Description: ► No longer a headless woman, Celty keeps her face covered and stays silent as part of her gimmick. Its also because she was in a bad accident years ago that fucked up her face and vocal cords. While she can speak, it tends to hurt and she prefers to use notecards and her phone to communicate. Her sister ended up in a coma in said accident and without anyone else to rely on, Celty was forced to abandon her dreams of fame to support them both. Luckily, after several years of nothing, she managed to squeeze her way back into a music career and, more importantly, in the spotlight. Dealing with various stresses has made Celty a very cynical, detached person. She’s not interested in dealing with any band drama or even conversing with most people. More than anything, she wants to enjoy the sweet life as much as possible. That said, she's mildly aware of her faults and occasionally attempts to overcome them through talking and befriending people. But she's not trying all that hard. Regains So Far: ► None Contact Player: ► Nerdman42 ► PM: nerdietalk IC CONTACT ► PHONE: 1-555-555-5555 ► TEXT: 1-555-555-5555 ► EMAIL: csturluson@virgoentertainment.vgo ► TWITTER: SturlingCelty ► FACEBOOK: Celty Sturluson ► TUMBLR: csturluson ► ANYTHING AT ALL:

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[losingherhead]

They're tapping the only way I can have substantial conversation.

Do you honestly think I have any chance of privacy ever again?

[Or even a life ever again.]

[blindfoldcode]

[That is a problem.

A problem Kido can fix.]

Stay here. I'll be back.

[It takes her about ten minutes. But she comes back with a cheap phone. Like super cheap. Like old ass blackberry cheap she did her best with what she had okay?]

Here.

[losingherhead]

[She considers leaving a couple times. It'd probably be for the best. Even with all the... magic... power stuff, which she still had a hard time dealing with, Kido was in danger just by talking to her. But she waits around, skimming the aisles.

And then she's back with a phone. Celty stares at the phone for a long second. She could just grab it right now. That's it right there. That's her salvation.]

What did you use to buy that?

[blindfoldcode]

I'm a rockstar, Celty. Pride pays for my food, my room, and my clothes. I have some spare cash. I can't return it, so you'd better take it.

[losingherhead]

So you used cash right

[blindfoldcode]

Oh! Yeah. They won't trace it back to you, anyway.

[losingherhead]

[And more importantly, to Kido.

She finds herself reaching toward it again before hesitating.]

Anyone. Recognize. You.

[She says it out loud. It hurts a lot, but she has to ask.]

[blindfoldcode]

Don't talk. At least write it down on paper.

Almost no one recognizes me without my stage makeup. I make sure to keep it that way.

[She holds it out again.] Take the phone, Celty.

[losingherhead]

[She slowly reaches out and grabs the PDA.

"C'mon, take it Celty. Its to help you communicate. My gift to you."

Its important. Its the most important thing she's owns now. She can't explain why, but she finds herself pressing it against herself, almost hugging it really.

She shakes her head, trying to clear it. She types a quick message on the PDA before adding another message to the phone. Kido can look at it if she wants, but Celty's not actively showing it.]

I'm sorry, but I'm not going to do this anymore.

[Just to be safe.

And then she lifts up the PDA.]

Thank you. I needed this.

[blindfoldcode]

[She peers at the message on the phone curiously.

Then she smiles at Celty.]

Just don't let your manager see it, okay?

[losingherhead]

Of course.

So, we're both in disguise and free to talk. You still want that dinner?

[blindfoldcode]

I think it sounds nice. No doubt the guards will follow us, but we can just be friends for a while without causing a war.