video; @ellie

[pundemic]

[So. Someone thought she needed a guitar, and she's got a pretty damn sneaking suspicion who.

And that he wouldn't appreciate a call-out. Instead, Ellie just pans the video over an acoustic guitar and a stack of books she'd found on her doorstep a few hours ago. What's visible of her bedroom looks pretty... normal, all things considered. She's put up a poster. Her bed's made (with neat, military hospital corners) and there's some laundry scattered on the floor. She's sort of right on the median line of 'neat' versus 'teenager messy'. Some days, neat wins. Other days... well.

Other days, her laundry goes straight on the floor.]

Hi.

[Great opener, Ellie.]

Um... so. My name's Ellie. I'm looking for some song recs, easy stuff. We're talking, like... 'a five year old with two left hands could probably play this one blindfolded'. That kind.

I don't care about the type or-- genre or whatever, or when it's from. Just as long as I can find it here.

[There's a slight pause. Then,]

Also, if anybody knows how to transfer music from a cassette tape onto something like... an iPod, that'd be great. Thanks.

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[ video | un: jkent ]

[supersweet]

[ He looks over the room with interest. ]

You have a guitar? You get all the cool stuff.

[pundemic]

[hello tiny superfriend!!]

Oh, uh. It was a gift. I think.

[supersweet]

Nice! So you're looking into how to play it, right?

[pundemic]

That's the idea. Don't want to break anybody's eardrums, you know?

[supersweet]

Maybe you should try the library. Beginner's book to guitar.

Or find a copy of Guitar Hero.

[pundemic]

Oh, the guitar came with a couple books! Here--

[She rummages a bit off camera, and then she's showing off a few beginner's guides. She flips through the pages idly so Jon can sort of see what she's doing.]

-- And what the ['Hell'] heck is Guitar Hero?

[supersweet]

It's a video game! It comes with a fake guitar you can play on.

[ Jon mimes what it might look up. Complete with pose. ]

But it probably won't teach you the right stuff.

[pundemic]

[omg video game!!

Regardless of whether or not it would help, she thinks that sounds cool as shit.]

You think they'd have it here? [Wait, wrong question. Give her a second and then with a slight air of mischeviousness:] You wanna help me look?

[supersweet]

Sure! I'll help you find the best one.

[ Because he's well-versed in that area. ]

[pundemic]

Awesome! Let's go. Whenever you want, we'll make it happen.

[has she finally found her video game guru. has she. please say she has.]

[supersweet]

What, like . . . right now?

[ He is close enough. ]

[pundemic]

Uhhhh...

[she draws that out a little longer than she has to, which is obviously her way of mentally checking her schedule. Nope, all free.]

Yeah, now works for me. What about you?

[supersweet]

I gotta tell my dad and Miss Jones first before I go out anywhere. Shouldn't take long though. Dad knows you already.

[ Which is enough for anyone. ]

[pundemic]

Who's 'Miss Jones'?

[She doesn't think she's met anyone by that name, and although she's sure Clark can look out for Jon just fine she's still prone to suspicion. Sorry, tiny superchild, she's a bit protective all on her own rights.]

And yeah, sure. Take your time, kiddo.

[supersweet]

She's my case worker. Y'know, to make sure I got to school n' stuff.

[ He wonders how much his dad had told her. Granted, even Jon hasn't told his father everything. ]

It shouldn't be a big deal for me to go.

[pundemic]

Oh.

[School, blergh. She'd dodged out of that at her earliest convenience. She didn't like structured learning back in Boston, military prep was a joke, and the idea of continuing an education here is honestly abhorrent to her. She'd never be able to do it. Just... sit in a classroom pretending everything's normal. It's so weird to hear someone talking about it like it's an accepted part of their life, she sort of wrinkles her nose in speculation.]

Uh, yeah, definitely ask her first and then get back to me.

[supersweet]

Brb!

[ And he cuts the connection to send a frantic, enthusiastic message to Miss Jones. After a couple of minutes, Jon reappears. ]

She said it's fine as long as I'm back by six.

[pundemic]

Awesome!

[Ellie starts stuffing things into her rickety old backpack, which gets slung over one shoulder.]

I guess I'll come pick you up, then?

[supersweet]

Yeah! I even got some money so we can buy it together!

[ He's so thrilled, finally someone to play video games with. ]