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The evening after the market, starting just after sundown, a young woman is wandering around the city. She doesn't look like much - jeans, a hoodie against the cold, sneakers, slightly shaggy brown hair - and will try to stay away from the richer parts of town.
Sometimes she can be caught looking around in worry, studying the face of people that looked at her - Malin still can't quite believe that this collar is really working. That she really looks human again.
But she does. Looking down at her own hands, looking at her reflection, watching other people's reaction to her, she clearly does.
With time, she will grow bolder, even approach people - sometimes to just exchange a greeting with someone taking their dog out after work, sometimes to bother a promising looking person for a few dollars, sometimes to ask the way to a soup kitchen or a cheap club. Not that she wants to go to those places or really needs money, but she wants to try out this illusion and also... talk to people.
Sometimes she can be caught looking around in worry, studying the face of people that looked at her - Malin still can't quite believe that this collar is really working. That she really looks human again.
But she does. Looking down at her own hands, looking at her reflection, watching other people's reaction to her, she clearly does.
With time, she will grow bolder, even approach people - sometimes to just exchange a greeting with someone taking their dog out after work, sometimes to bother a promising looking person for a few dollars, sometimes to ask the way to a soup kitchen or a cheap club. Not that she wants to go to those places or really needs money, but she wants to try out this illusion and also... talk to people.
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That was a thing. She rounds the next corner and for a long moment just stands there, staring at the money in her hand. She needs to be more careful. She can't let anyone but Corwin associate this form with what she looks like normally. It's much too useful if they stay separate.
She also feels like she needs to spend the money on something... hm. Perhaps... She has to think of the Malkavian whom she worked with a number of times. What would Bodil do?
Two days later, Hajime will come home to find two books, clearly from a clearance (they're marked down to one buck each), sitting on his bed - one is called "First steps with Make-Up", the other "Find your inner beauty through yoga". A little note sitting on them just reads: "Do your best!"
Malin honestly has no idea what Bodil would have done, probably something way more inventive, but the sale she walked by still inspired her.
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...at least he's got a decent idea of who might be behind this, given recent conversations...