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[Dixie is a girl with notable red fox features (ears, tail, tapetum lucidum), who tends towards pretty, casual, feminine outfits. It is not possible to tell a Family affiliation from her wardrobe aesthetic. Her age is eerily indeterminate, though she does vibe as being on the older side.

She can often be found sitting on the edge of the stage smoking her pipe between (or sometimes during?) ongoing performances.

Alternatively, if she’s given you the map to one of her hangout spots, you can easily find her there if you follow it.

Hit her up for whatever!]

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[She very well could have told him he was foolish for asking to begin with, so he accepts that answer and nods, attempting to pay attention to the scents that surround her, considering last time. ]

. . . Thank you. I realize it is perhaps unreasonable, but I also did not know where else to turn.

[She seems incredibly powerful, after all.]

So I thought, I may as well ask. At worst, I would face a rejection.

. . . Probably.

[chuckles]

Producers are Producers for a reason.

[what part of what he said did that address exactly…? yes.]

[Which part of that-- ]

Actually, this was not why I asked to meet, but after speaking with the Showmaster recently, I was somewhat curious about the producers.

She very casually asked a couple of my companions if they would like to become producers, themselves. And when I told her that I did not wish to participate in the productions anymore, she told me that she could free us.

[ . . . . . . . He tilts his head.]

Were you once like the rest of us, Miss Dixie?

I took an offer from the Showmaster a long time ago.

How long are you bound for...?

[puts a finger up to her lips like

shhhhh]

Ah--

[He thinks for a moment.]

. . . Are you unable to speak of various subjects out here? Are you able to within the cabins...?

[tilts her head a little bit, ear flicking in curiosity]

That’s not ringing a bell for me, little love.

[He tilts his head not really understanding the answer, either.]

I just wondered if being out here in the open makes you more guarded with your words because it is unsafe to speak.

And since the Showmaster and others are unable to enter the cabins, it made me wonder if those locations are more comfortable for you.

Me, in Acidia’s house…?

[her ear flicks again]

No, I think not. Maybe when we’re better acquainted. But I appreciate the concern!

We do not bite or anything. Everyone there is quite friendly, you know. But I understand. It was only a thought.

[an amused little puff of air]

I believe you, kit. But Acidia’s as much kill as cure, and y’all are understandably salty. I’ll wait until I can be sure the collective hackles will be down.

. . . That is fair enough. Even just for their own comfort at the moment.

[Inviting a producer in after they just died horrifically might leave some guards up. Ears perking, however, his tail sways behind him playfully.]

What family does that make you from, Miss Dixie? I would much rather claim you than that doctor. Those plants you recommended before proved very useful.

[giggles behind her hand]

Why don’t you take a guess?

I am not so good at guessing games. I do not know many of the other families back home due to my circumstances.

Mmm...

[He is seriously considering this though.]

Perhaps... Cirrus? I am presently leaning between them and Eonia.

Neither ♥ So there’s a clue for you.

Nnng...

How much do you care about shoes?

[It's not a serious question but maybe it is.]

[kicks her feeties up for observation (scandalous)

they’re in cute forest green mary janes, with abstract peacock designs embroidered up the sides in gold thread]

I believe they look quite lovely and elegant. But I suppose that question would have only worked if I knew anything about fashion, to begin with.

[Kicking his own up which is a stylish but practical shoe with a bit of a heel for added height.]

Yours are probably better for running around, love.

Why do you ask? Does it matter so much what soil I grew from?

[He shakes his head.]

No, in the end, I think it matters very little. There have been individuals within Acidia that I would not want any sort of contact with, and individuals I have recently met in other families that have been endlessly kind. And I am learning from them every day.

I love Acidia, but that does not diminish my feelings for family and friends elsewhere.

That’s a smart way to think of it. Family isn’t everything.

The families are like...

[What is a term that Hyacinth might use...?]

Guilds? A place of refuge where others all have some sort of commonality with you. But in order to exist in the world, you have to intermingle with others, too, and travel beyond it.

Well now, some people don’t grow beyond the confines of the vessel at all, too. There’s all kinds.

You ever think about leaving yours, kit?

I have never genuinely considered it. My father's health is poor, so my desire is to study hard and help find a cure someday.

[. . . Even though his immediate family disapproves of some of his methods. He tips his head back in thought.]

But it is not as though I have never wondered what it would be like in a different family. Or where I think I would fit in the most. Perhaps the Holy Order...?

I feel the Arias are very dazzling, but I am not sure that I have any talents that would lend toward Siren's Melodies very well, even though I admire their talents. I can play a couple of instruments, but since I am not even supposed to watch television back home, they would probably all find me too traditional.

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