Wendy: Hey, Reynaert, whatcha doin?
Reynaert: GAH! Emi said it was okay if I used her computer! And I'm not using it to find hot girls on the internet. Er... uh....
Wendy: (laughing) It's okay. I know Emi was going to let you use her computer 'til we got you one of your own. So, are you settling in okay? Found any hot internet girls? (smile)
Reynaert: Well... yeah, two really, but one of them is really hot... here, I'll show you.
Wendy: Oh man, that's Cora. (shaking head and laughing quietly) You do know how to pick them, don't ya fella?
Reynaert: You mean 'cause she's so pretty, right? And her friend Eden is really pretty too. And Cora keeps saying she's lonely and wants friends. I read all of her posts.
Wendy: Did you read the one she wrote for YOU?
Reynaert: WHAT?!?!?
Wendy: Yeah, read this sweetie - 53. To Rey <3
(Reynaert reads...)
Reynaert: Wow... she wants to be friends!
Wendy: Yep. You want me to show you how to use the self timer on the camera so you can write her back?
Reynaert: YEAH!!! Please!!!
Reynaert: Uh, hey Cora. My name's Rey. Er... you know that hu, 'cause you already wrote to me. Uh, yeah. Um....
Reynaert: So uh, my turn ons are sunsets and long walks. I like puppies and breakfast in bed. And my turn offs are people who lie, and fighting. I'm a lover not a fighter. Uh, I'm a Fae from the Unncas Tribe of the North, er... well....
Reynaert: I WAS part of the Unncas Tribe. We kind of got wiped out in the war, which is how I got here. They tore down our village, and some of us got sent here 'cause it's the Treehouse Sanctuary and all and, yeah, I lost a lot of my friends and family there... pretty much everyone I loved is just... gone. (sigh)
Reynaert: Woah! Total downer! Sorry, Cora! Uh... yeah, so you're right. There are a lot of us here at the Treehouse. Especially with the war going on and everything. There's always something going on. It's pretty crazy. So there's lots of fae, and they all do lots of things. It's weird. Like there's a seamstress, and there's a secretary and there's a hairdresser and...
Reynaert: Oh yeah... the hairdresser. CRAP! My hair! Uh... hang on, Cora. I'll be right back. (turns camera off)
(mumbling in background... recoqnizable words include "rats nest", "stupid comb")
Reynaert: Okay, uh... back. Sorry about that. So, where was I? Oh yeah. Everyone at the Treehouse. Yeah, so everyone here is pretty nice. I haven't met "Stormykins" yet. I asked about him, and they said he's being held for attempted murder of a Pigxie, so uh, I dunno when he'll be around. And he...
Reynaert: Well, if you don't mind me saying so, Cora, he doesn't sound like someone as nice as you should be hanging around with. I mean seriously, have you ever MET a Pigxie? They're really CUTE! I can't see why anyone would, you know, hurt one.
Reynaert: Okay, so uh... that's it, I guess. Um... you should take more pictures of yourself, and post them, cause you know... you're pretty cute and all. And I'm really happy about getting to be your friend. I'm looking forward to hearing all about you, and if you write to me, I promise to, you know, write back and take more pictures. I could show you around the Treehouse if you wanted, or somethin. Uh, just write, okay? Okay, bye!
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