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Realizing that she would never be able to push through to the front to see what was going on, Melyna quickly glanced around. Everyone was focused on the performance, so she bent over, pretending to fumble with her shoe.
She concentrated, and when she stood up straight again, she was a head taller and her features looked slightly different. She felt it was best to look like a different, but very similar person when changing form in public like this. Drastic changes might be noticed easily, but she also did not want to compromise her normal image, so she had to look different. How awkward would it be if she met someone on a later date again at her normal height, but looking the same otherwise?
Just to be sure, she moved to a different spot in the crowd as well, so it would be less likely that anyone actually spotted her before and after.
Her longer legs caused Melyna to stumble once while doing that, she didn't like being this tall. It always felt somehow unnatural, maybe just because she wasn't used to it. But maybe it did have something to do with the height of her normal body when she realized her immortality and stopped growing...
The view of the stage was a great reward for the slight unpleasantness of this form though.
She was able to watch just in time to see a grin blooming on the face of an angry looking woman that was on the stage with the performer. Then she threw an apple straight at his head. It was a good throw, and Melyna fully expected to see the poor guy get hit in the face unexpectedly, but he miraculously managed to move away his head just in time.
Was this a trick? Was the woman an actress and this was all carefully planned to stun the crowd? It would be a good show for sure, she was very convincing. Her reaction to the knives the man threw at her now was perfectly on point, the mixture of surprise and anger looked very authentic.
Could it be that it wasn't an act at all? Was he an immortal using his power? A form of vision that didn't use the eyes maybe? Or maybe he was just a mortal with good hearing and intense training. Possible as well...
After he bowed and announced the end of his show, the crowd started to disperse, discussing the events loudly. Quite a lot of people followed his gesture and threw little slips of paper into his wooden box that invited him to some of their goods and services.
Melyna let herself get carried towards the wagon as well, but she was more interested in getting a closer look at the guy himself. He wore a decorated pink coat that was patched in a multitude of places. It was neatly done, one could tell that the man liked this garment and had taken good care of it for a great many years. It made Melyna like him a little instantly. People who had respect for their clothes just appealed to her. Occupational habit, most likely.
But it was also a good conversation opener.
"Hello! I only managed to see the last part of your show, so I would enjoy a repetition tomorrow. I would offer you my services, but it looks like you are well capable of taking care of your own clothes." She nodded towards the coat. "I'm a seamstress, as you might have guessed now." She caught herself before calling herself the local seamstress, remembering that she did not look like the local seamstress right now. "Do you need any materials maybe? I could bring something tomorrow. I think I have a spool of thread that matches the pink of your coat quite nicely, for example."
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