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Student Council, Lunchtime, Friday

As promised on her announcement, when lunchtime rolled around, Zoe had things all set up for the new(ish) Student Council. There was pizza and salads for caloric balance, sodas, coffee for those who were already addicts, and some kind of variety of cupcakes that had looked especially good at JGOB.

"Hello everyone," she said, with a genuinely friendly smile as they all got settled. "Thank you all for volunteering to be part of the council this year, especially those of you coming back for another year. I'd say we're going to have a nice, peaceful year, but I feel like that might be asking for a lot."

Sorry new folks, hopefully your classes were preparing you for inevitable weirdness.

"We've got two orders of business today. First, we have to elect a president from the seniors, and then we need to talk about how we might want to entertain the people who come to visit during Parents Weekend in a few weeks."

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"Oranges for shoes? I haven't heard that before." Breq took a sip of her coffee. "And I've travelled a lot, but where I'm from originally it would either include good tea or conversation, or bad arrak and loud singing. It's a matter of taste."

"Yeah. The Boov are special." To say the least. "So . . . a tea party or karaoke," Tip mused. "Both of those can be fun, but tea parties are usually considered kind of childish or passe, I think. What's arrak? Is that alcohol?"

"Why are tea parties childish?" Breq wasn't offended, but most Radchaai would be if they were told that.

"Arrak is alcohol, yes. What is karaoke?"

It might be a bad thing for everyone else to introduce Breq to karaoke.

"There's this cliche about how little girls are obsessed with tea parties," Tip explained. "And because culture is terrible, anything little girls like can't possibly be fun for everyone." She didn't have a very high opinion of her culture, no. "Karaoke is great! You go out with a bunch of friends to a club or rent a machine or something and it plays the musical background tracks to hit songs with a video screen showing you the lyrics so you can sing it yourself. It's usually really terrible singing, but no one cares because it's just for fun."

"So tea parties are silly." She found this amusing. But more importantly:

"And where are these machines found? Perhaps we can have one at the party."

Breq's face might still be quite expressionless, but she truly liked this idea.

"The internet," Tip suggested. "Or I bet there's a party store or something we could rent one at. You can sing at Caritas, too -- that's one of the bars -- but it's with live band of zombies. Dead band of zombies? Band of zombies that plays while you sing."

"I'm not sure I know what zombies are," Breq are. "But perhaps they can be invited? Or we can find one of these machines."

People should like singing. And Breq had no interest in dancing or spiked punch.

"Reanimated dead people," Tip explained. "Sure. You should suggest it for Homecoming, maybe. That's the first big party of the year. It could be fun to mix things up."

Breq trusted Tip to know the right occasion for karaoke. "I'll think about it."

She would also look into how to find one of those machines.

"Reanimated dead people?" That felt a little uncomfortable. Ancillaries were referred to as corpse soldiers by many non-Radchaai, which wasn't true of course. None of her bodies had ever been dead. They had to be alive and conscious.

"Gross, right?" Tip said, once again having to guess at what Breq was getting at. "They're, like, half-rotted and everything. But in the movies they always want to kill and eat people, and these don't. They're just . . . dead and also active musicians."

"Oh! So those are zombies. They appeared in an entertainment, trying to eat people, and I wasn't sure what they were supposed to be."

"As long as they just play music." Breq actually made an effort to smile here.

"We could go check them out sometime if you like," Tip offered. "Caritas doesn't check your ID to see if you're old enough to drink, so anyone can go in."

"I'd like that," Breq said. She hadn't actually gone out drinking with a friend before, ever. I idea of doing it was... exciting?

"Cool! Maybe this weekend? ~~Assuming a Caritas post goes up~~"

Breq made sure she smiled. "I have no plans for the weekend."

"Me neither. Maybe we can even find a song the zombies know to try and sing."

Because the two of them had so many songs in common, already.

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