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[soulping]

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[withmyownfists]

[ hand-shaking? she's japanese. it's not a thing we do!!! she will, however, bow politely!!! and smile. she doesn't know what weed smells like, tbh. ]

Hi, Henry. My name's Sabre. We're looking for something to get us to... the next place. Can you help us?

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[soulping]

[Y'ALL (minus sabre) ARE RUDE HE'S HERE TO HELP!! Don't judge him. (Judge him.)]

That so? Well, a friend of hers is a friend of mine. If you're looking for the quickest way out, you're going to check the piano, but there's some other stuff in here that's important too.

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[tormado]

[Whatever, smokey the bear.]

Like what?

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[withmyownfists]

... Maybe the microphone?

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[carptricks]

Probably. Maybe the speakers?

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[soulping]

Maybe the piano?

[He's a helper.]

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[withmyownfists]

You... already said the piano...

[ ??? is something wrong with henry?

...

she's going to check out the microphone. ]

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[tormado]

[He's a pothead, Roc, don't expect anything from him.]

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[carptricks]

[he probably super wants us to get out of here fast]

[HE'LL GO EXAMINE THE SPEAKERS]

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[soulping]

[Touching the speakers gives you a feeling of release mixed with guilt. You’re finally free, you feel like you can do anything, you’re happy and outgoing and more cheerful than you've ever been… But you know the way that you came by this feeling is deeply wrong.]

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[carptricks]

[Opal. . . :(a]

[his hands linger on the speakers for a brief moment, before he finally goes to check out the piano]

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[soulping]

[The piano looks as though it’s sustained a great amount of damage. The keys are dented and faded, the paint scratched and peeling away. You see a piece of sheet music on the piano bench.]

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[carptricks]

[he reaches for the sheet music first]

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[soulping]

[As you pick the sheets up, you suddenly realize you have perfect knowledge of how to play the piano. There are three pieces to choose from.]

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[tormado]

[Over Kaito's shoulder.]

...which one are you gonna play?

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[carptricks]

[lets out a thoughtful hum]

Dunno yet! Any suggestions?

[what are his three choices, anyway?]

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[soulping]

[The titles read as follows:

Symphony No. 5 - 3. Largo

Flight of the Bumblebee

Moonlight Sonata - 3rd Movement]

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[withmyownfists]

... Try the first one.

[ she. she has a hunch? maybe? ]

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[tormado]

...

Bumblebees are cool, I guess?

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[carptricks]

[glances at them both, eyebrows raised]

And my vote would've been "Moonlight Sonata." But, well. . . we might as well start from the top.

[he places the sheet music down and sits in front of the piano, cracking his fingers before he begins to play Symphony No. 5 - 3. Largo first]

[IT'S SO WEIRD TO SUDDENLY KNOW HOW TO PLAY PIANO???]

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[soulping]

[As you play the music on the first sheet, you see
a memory. It’s filled with self loathing - you should have known better. You should have been more careful. It wasn’t only yourself that you doomed; you got someone else killed with you. The guilt almost makes you sick.]

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[carptricks]

[jerks back quite suddenly once the memory is finished and ducks his head, hands curling into fists in his lap]

[round two for watching and/or remembering Aoko dying, get]

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[tormado]

Kaito?

You okay?

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[carptricks]

. . . fine.

[he says a bit stiffly before he sucks in a deep breath]

I'm fine. It was another memory. Damn it, Opal, I already told you that wasn't your fault.

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[soulping]

[He's fine. F i n e.]