[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/fuldoYw.png[/img][/center]

It had been a long time since Tehlarissa Wranvaris first set foot in the Foxbridge community. She'd only been here once before, and that was only to accompany the teenage daughter of the scientist that had revived her, as she went from place to place. Ironically, it was the last stop along the way in which Tehlarissa didn't feel entirely out of place. Morning Star Cafe had quite the assortment of other-worldly creatures from memory, who both had worked inside and were served as customers. However, the fact that she was well over one and a half times their size on average had still made Tehlarissa feel uneasy. She could barely even fit inside the bus she took to get into Foxbridge.

There were still quite the number of streets that Tehlarissa would have to go down to get from the bus exchange where she was dropped off to the cafe that brought so much familiarity in her life. As such, she'd have plenty of time to start looking for a source of income for herself while she was here, which was good because, although she may have looked to be wealthily dressed, she actually had no real amount of money on her person. Tehlarissa had only brought three things with her; a violin case with an accompanying violin, a parasol and a hiker's backpack that would've presumably contained the entirety of her remaining belongings. Perhaps she could put the former two to good use? Well... it was worth a shot. Tehlarissa opened up her parasol, but purposefully held it upside-down from the top, placing it in front of her, and holding it with her front-most legs while she used her hands to pull the violin out from its case.

As she held it in place with her hands and her chin, Tehlarissa began playing to the melody that was Amazing Grace, using her free tentacles to fine-tune the violin as she went. She had a keen mastery of the violin from her former life, and it was good to see that her muscle memory had not been affected by all the extra... [i]additions[/i] to her body. Her voice, however, wasn't something she was entirely confident in. She settled for simply whistling the first verse of the song after she completed the fine-tuning of her violin as a result. The "wretch" that was part of the verse had hit Tehlarissa especially hard; and it stung so much because deep down, she knew that was exactly all she was. A wretch. An abomination. A grotesque, badly oversized obstacle that never failed to position herself in someone's way whether she'd meant to or otherwise. Perhaps trying to fitting into any sort of community was too much to ask of Tehlarissa, now that she was like this. She continued playing on the move, being considerate of where she was going but trying not to overthink it.

[center][color=a2d39c]♪♫"'Twwaaas Grraaaaaaace thaaaaaat taaaaauuuuuggghhht mmmyyyyyy heeeeaaaaaarrrrt tooooo feeeeaaaaarrr"♫♪[/color][/center]

Deciding to start from the second verse instead, Tehlarissa unveiled a somber, yet soothing singing voice, tears starting to fall as it escaped her lips. Perhaps it was merely an act, perhaps how she truly felt. What mattered more to her now was that the song go on.

[center][color=a2d39c]♪♫"Aaaannnd Grraaaaaaace, mmyyyyyy feeeeaaaaarrrs rreeeeliiiieeeevved"♫♪[/color][/center]

Through the third eye that was on her midsection, Tehlarissa saw that some of the pedestrians had stopped and lent their ears. 

[center][color=a2d39c]♪♫"Hhooooow prreeeeeciiioouus diiiiiiiiiiid thaaaaaat Grraaaaaaaace aaaaaappeeeeaaaar"♫♪[/color][/center]

A slight smile slowly curved onto her face as she presented the upside-down parasol to those who stayed, ensuring her movements were slow so as to not appear pushy or desperate. The sound of coin making contact with the felt of the parasol was just the sign she was looking for.

[center][color=a2d39c]♪♫"Thheeeeee hoooooooooour IIIII fiiirrrrrrst beeeeliiiieeeevved"♫♪[/color][/center]

It would've been awkward to try and mouth "thank you" mid-performance, but to compensate, Tehlarissa held a couple of free tentacles to her heart, her eyes conveying her appreciation for her. With that being enough to keep her going, she continued on her path, stopping at a corner where traffic lights were present and pressing a button that would allow her safe passage across the street in due time. 

[center][color=a2d39c]♪♫"Thrrooouuugh mmaaaaaaaaannyyyyy daaaaaaaaaaaaangeeers, toooooooooooils aaaannd snnaaaaaaaarrres"♫♪
♪♫"Wweeeee haaaaaavve aaallrreeeeeaaaaadyyyy coooooooooome"♫♪[/color][/center]

Curiously enough, the song caught the ears of a young Nekomata girl who was waiting at that same set of lights with her grandmother. She was a larger girl; probably 7 or 8 years old if Tehlarissa had to guess her age. She evidently wanted to sing too... so she did.

[center][color=a2d39c]♪♫"'Twwaaas Grraaaaaaace thaaaaaat brroooouuuught uuuuuss ssaaaaaaffe thuuuuuuss ffaaaaaarr"♫♪
♪♫"Aaaannnd Grraaaaaaace wwiiiiilll lleeeeeaaaaad uuuuuuss hooooooooooome"♫♪[/color][/center]

Well, the girl had said "was" instead of "'twas" and "this" instead of "thus" but, considering she may have still been learning her words, Tehlarissa couldn't exactly fault her. In fact, she found it to be cute. She playfully rubbed the tip of one tentacle underneath the girl's chin, which tickled her and made her purr. Sure enough, the walk signal turned green for Tehlarissa, so it was time for her to take her leave.

This was it. Just one last street to go down before she'd reach Morning Star Cafe. With her confidence starting to come into fruition, Tehlarissa made sure to belt this last verse out and let her true singing talent shine.

[center][color=a2d39c]♪♫"AAAAAAAMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZZIIIIIIING GRRAAAAAAAAAAACCE, HHOOOOOOOW SWWEEEEEEEEEEEET THHEEEEE SOOOOOUUUUUUND"♫♪
♪♫"THAAAAT SAAAAAAAAAVVED AAAAAA WRREEEEEEEEETCCHH LLIIIIIIIIIIKE MMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"♫♪
♪♫"IIIIII OOOOOOOONNCE WWAAAAAAAAASS LLOOOOOOOOSST, BUUUUUT NNOOOOOOOOOOOWW AAAAAAAAAMM FFOOOOOOUUUUUUNND"♫♪
♪♫"'TWWAAAS BLLIIIIIIIINND, BUUUUT NNOOOOOOOOOWW IIIII SSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"♫♪[/color][/center]

A few more payments of spare change from enchanted pedestrians later, Tehlarissa made it. She could see a few people inside Morning Star Cafe already, but it didn't look to be open just yet, judging by the queue outside. Perhaps it would open up to the multitude of customers by the time she finished her performance? Whether that would be the case or not, she didn't mind. She was merely grateful that people would pay to hear her sing. Judging by the sheer volume of change contained by the parasol, it was safe to say Tehlarissa had a good run. She turned to look toward the direction that she came, wanting to thank her audience despite having a feeling they'd all be gone by now...

[center][color=a2d39c]♪♫"'Twwaaas blliiiiiiinnd..."♫♪[/color][/center]

She wrapped a tentacle around the bow of her violin and pressed hard against the instrument itself, before relinquishing grip from her hand. 

[center][color=a2d39c]♪♫"Buuuut nnoooooooooow..."♫♪[/color][/center]

She closed her eyes and held said hand to her chest for a few seconds, making a single, deep inhale of breath. She then extended it far to the direction that she came, slowly opening her eyes again as she did.

[center][color=a2d39c]♪♫"IIIIIIIIIIIIII... sssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"♫♪[/color][/center]