week two - friday - nonon

[arockstar]

[Newt was figuring the parlor would be empty today, given that there's no reason to be in here while the piano is out of commission. But, apparently Nonon had the same idea as him. When he walks in, she's just staring at the fallboard longingly. That's a big mood.]

Look on the bright side: The week's almost over.

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[symphonise]

[ She's seated on the piano bench, making her misery that much worse by being so close. She looks at him and grimaces. ]

I'm not actually trying to knock your optimism, but it's at a high price.

[ She sighs and puts her hand on the piano. Even if she can't play it, her desire is strong. How else is she supposed to calm her thoughts with four dead? ]

[arockstar]

[He gives her a tight smile. He feels you, dude. He moves to join her, leaning against the back of a chair near the piano. He drums his fingers against the upholstery.]

I wasn't expecting so many bodies so early, you know?

[symphonise]

Me, too. It's a mess. Tomorrow is going to be a mess, and I'd really like to play some music so my mind wouldn't be such a mess.

[ She sighs again and wriggles her fingers like it'll scratch an itch. She can't stop sighing because it feels like her soul is being drained out of her, and she is being as dramatic as that sounds. ]

... It really shouldn't be that many.

[arockstar]

[He nods.]

Yeah, I feel you there. Music's how I get through stuff back home, too. It helps to just, like, turn your brain off for a while.

[As close as he can get to that, anyway.]

The real bummer is that I doubt the gods will give us more time. We had a hard enough time last week just trying to solve one murder, but four... That's a steep ask.

[symphonise]

It's healing, and it's expression. It's so expansive in how it can help someone.

[ What's not good about music? Only bad music.

She sighs. ]

I don't think we'll be able to do it. We all want so many different things, but at the very least, I'd like us to try to... focus.