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Ow, my head hurts trying to keep the damn timeline straight... I might have to figure out how to work a program or something, I'm gonna go nuts keeping things in order. Hi, everyone, I got a bunch more memories and the other Roselia cannot function without help. [Lisa's dressed casually and, for once, apparently feeling the heat; just a plain white T-shirt visible from here as she sits at her desk, hair in a ponytail, and the low drone of at least one fan somewhere. She pauses a moment to gather her thoughts and will her headache away; after a second, she starts again.]

Okay, so. I've got a few more songs, which is good! My other self was stuck wrangling a bunch of girls that are alternately divas and well-intentioned idiots, which is bad. They care a lot about each other, which is good! Occasionally they care so much they drive wedges between themselves and damn near broke up, which is bad. We were good enough - we had enough fans - that we sold merch at our shows! That's super cool! We also pushed ourselves hard enough that our juniors found us literally passed out in our dressing room before a show. That's pretty terrible. I could keep going, but we were morons, and also we were best friends and sisters-in-arms. And I... have complicated feelings, about it. I don't have that. Forget bandmates, I don't have anyone I'm that close to, not like that. [She can already hear a couple people objecting, but they're gonna have to wait.] Like... am I ever gonna be like that? Big enough to fill a real, honest-to-God live house that I booked and paid for and sold tickets to? I know I'm getting better, but that feels like a lot. I feel like they had everything figured out - well, Yukina did, the rest of us were just kinda in her wake for a while - and here I am just. Bumbling along. I know what I want to do, just... it's daunting, seeing what the next step on that road could look like. I'll figure things out, I know I will. I refuse to do anything less, y'know? I just need some time to get my head screwed on straight. Again.

Oh, and they decided I'd make a good healer, in the MMO we played for a bit. Also one of them called me mom when she didn't think I could hear her? Their day-to-day lives are hilarious. Not that I can talk, I'm pretty sure my life is a comedy from the outside. [Snorting, she shakes her head, before clicking off the camera.]

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Personally, I've started to realize I was really deep in being an infiltration expert in the other world I came from. I just now remembered how to pick locks, so I'm nothing like an expert here.

[ Besides... ]

I'm not sure it's what I would pick to do, here.

Infiltration, huh... [Thief? Secret agent? Soldier? Con? There are a lot of options there, and she can see why none of them sound very appealing.]

Well, it's not like you have to use your powers - well, not powers, but it's the line - for evil, yeah? But I think I understand what you're getting at.

It appeals to me.

Probably too much.

-ah. [What are you even supposed to say to that?] Then again, I'm sure it's an in-demand talent regardless, right? So. There's that.

Or, uh. Did you mean using your powers for evil appeals to you? I mean. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

[There's a muffled groan from her end; she was doing so well! Sigh.]

Nah, I'm not a thief. I'm just... a super curious person. I already got myself fired from Leia Smith's office for being too curious. I've only known how to do this stuff for like 5 days.

Oof. Okay, yeah, I can feel that, at least. Sorry about the job. [Come to think, she hadn't heard from Smith on the network for a bit... strange.] I can't imagine you got much of value out of the attempt, either, which kinda makes it suck even worse.

Saved myself the effort of having to quit? I'd been getting worked ragged there. It worked when I first lost my job because I needed the money, but between the two jobs I had, I was working like 80 hours.

Oh. Well, that's probably not terrible, then. As long as nobody asks why you left your last job on an interview or anything.

I'm not planning to apply for anything anytime soon, so it shouldn't come up.

We can only hope! It sounds like you've got more than enough on your plate. Clearly we need to stop running around other worlds.

Yeah...thing is, if it comes up again, I'm going again. I don't know if I could resist.

Yeah... I get that too. It's- [She searches for the words.] Exciting, I guess, but I also don't wanna leave that stuff alone? Maybe I'm silly for feeling this way, but if I can do something to help when stuff's going sideways, I want to be there.

You may have a better reason than me, though.

Oh? Why's that?

Well, that- it sounds kinda tryhard-ish, I guess? I'm a broke college student with a guitar, what use am I going to be in a situation like that? But I still just can't leave it alone. It's not a good reason to go wandering around strange new worlds, but it's what I've got, yeah?

Hey, who knows what kind of help breaking into places is going to be? Seems so far like it gets me in more trouble than anything else.

One example doesn't establish a pattern, y'know! But I get you. And if nothing else, I know who to call if I lock myself out of my apartment again. Do you accept payment in foreign scarves?

[ York chuckles. ]

Maybe. Depends on the scarf. And maybe I should moonlight as a locksmith. That's a good idea.

Hey, if you've got it, use it, right? And I'll have you know I have a fabulous set of authentic scarves from the other side of the Bureau's access-controlled portal and- [She dissolves into giggles.]

Yeah, no. I probably shouldn't try to break the economy too hard. People will look at me funny if I turn too many cases of water into new wardrobes.

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