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There's a new addition to the nexus; a young woman in her early twenties with a small duffel bag slung over one shoulder, wearing a completely bewildered expression as well as pointe shoes, tights, and an oversized jumper over a black leotard.

She was expecting to leave her class and end up in the main theatre for rehearsal; instead, she's God knows where. After walking a little, she stops and looks around again, trying casually not to panic in a way that only the British are able; usually this involves a couple of deep breaths and muttering to yourself, but is subject to change.

"This is fine. Totally fine. I'm just completely lost in a place I've worked for years. Totally normal."

and then, at normal speaking volume;

"If there's anyone here, I'd really appreciate a hand. Anyone?"

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Her first few thoughts are along the lines of 'I didn't come here to start a business, or make friends, I didn't want to come here at all' - but she knows that the young woman can't help that, nor is it her fault Grace is here at all. She's trying to help, and so after a deep breath, Grace makes herself smile a little.

"At least you've used your time well. I'm not sure I'd be any good at starting a business though." And then, after a beat, "..I don't suppose there are any theatres? Or dance studios or anything like that? Those I can work with"

"I do sing sometimes in a theater," she admits, a tad shyly. "So yes, there's places like that around. Do you dance, then?"

She's always been impressed by dancers--how well they move, and how everything physical seems so effortless for them.

"I'm jealous; I wish I could sing."

Grace likes singing, but could never imagine letting anyone hear her. But it's good to know there's a theatre at least; she doesn't know how long she'll be here, so it's comforting to know she'll have somewhere she can work and move.

"I do, yes - have done since I can remember."

"Would you want to, well--I could help you learn how to sing, if you'd like." Iphigenia likes Grace already--to the princess, she seems friendly and sweet, even if she's confused due to being new.

"I always admired dancers back home," she says with a smile. "You must be talented, I'm sure."

Given that they've only just met, Grace is pleasantly taken aback by how nice Iphigenia is being to her. If she was worried about being here before, at least now she knows there's at least one person she knows is friendly.

"That's so lovely of you to offer - if you'd like, I'd be happy to teach you how to dance in return? I've never actually taught anyone properly, but I'd be happy to try"

Well, Iphigenia knows she needs friends her own age, so. It's a bit practical for her to be pleasant to Grace, in that case.

Besides that, though, she is naturally kind to a fault. It's kind of a flaw and gift at the same time for her.

"Oh, that would be lovely," she says. "And I'm sorry, I should have introduced myself--my name is Iphigenia."

That was just dawning on her as Iphigenia introduces herself; actually letting the other woman know her name had all but slipped her mind, so Grace is quick to return the favour with a sheepish smile.

"I'm Grace - don't worry, I completely forgot as well"

Something else comes to mind then; "Do you know where I could maybe stay, are there flats or anything around here..?"

"There are lodgings, yes," she replies. "Would you like me to show you to them?"

"If you would, that'd be great." Something else comes to her then as they start to walk.

"..What sort of money do you use here?"

If she's going to be staying here a while, money will definitely become an issue very quickly.

"There's a currency exchange in town," she explains. "I've bartered before, though. That's what I'm used to."

She shrugs. It's either that or gold or silver coins, and Iphigenia's never had the need to carry any. And to be honest, she's never had the need to barter until she came to the Nexus. Call it one of the quirks of being royalty.

"Were you in school for dancing, back home?"

She knows that in some worlds, people her age--and she's guessing Grace and her are fairly close in that area--get to further their education.

"That's something at least.."

Now she just needs a job and she'll be set. A job that doesn't require any experience at all. Those exist nowadays, right?

"I was, yes. There are two academies for dancing, and then once you've gone through both, you can audition for the ballet company. So I've been doing it for a while now"

"Oh, that sounds so exciting!" she replies, grinning. "You must have to work very hard."

She wouldn't know what that's like, frankly. But Iphigenia can still marvel at industriousness, right?

"It is a lot of work, but it's what I've always wanted to do, so I'd say it's worth it."

Bit of an understatement, but it gets the point across.

"How about you - what do you do?"

"I--I sing here, mostly, at night," she says, a little surprised by the question.

And then, of course, Iphigenia adds:

"I was not used to doing things--employment or schoolwork--back home."

She sounds a tad embarrassed.

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