itscurtains | don't stop believing

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[It's a pleasant afternoon in the garden. Maybe not emotionally, but physically - isn't it nice when you get to have class outside?

As your voices rise, singing defiance in unison out for the Wizard, there's no immediate response; at least, nothing that clearly is a response. But there's something. Amidst the sound of your song, it may be hard to hear at first; Janis will likely be the first to notice, but eventually everyone is able to hear. It sounds as though other voices are rising along with yours.

There's something on the air - no music, or at least no instrumentals, just a disembodied sort of lyrical chant. You don't recognize any of the voices. They aren't singing the same song as you all are. Maybe they can't; they sound long long ago, and far far away now. Still - despite everything - the trees around you move lightly in a sudden soft breeze. It feels as though you have invoked something, old and entirely beyond your knowledge.

But first. Haven't you forgotten something?

It's Wednesday.

Welcome to this week's school club!]

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Oh! [GOOD JOB REMEMBERING, DAD. She scrambles across the garden, and scoops up the armful that is her backpack, and also Soup. When she returns to his side, she just kindof. Plops Soup into his arms.]

Hold your granddaughter--

[alsdhflsdkhfs THERE IS A RABBIT IN HIS ARMS--and he blinks]

...is this a rabbit? [OH WAIT ORPHEUS MENTIONED THIS] The one Orpheus gave you, then?

Yeah, that's Soup, she's my child and I love her--- [She unzips the backpack.

Wow... that.... sure is a lot of his stuff.] --- almost as much as I love you.

Soup, you named your rabbit Soup--

[wait...Salieri stares down into the backpack]

You...[oh no there goes his throat, going all tight again, and he clears it, starting to blink a bit rapidly again]...thank you, Farrah. For saving it all.

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Yeah. I named her Soup. But I told Peregrine, no eating her, because I think she wants to. You can help me protect her.

You're welcome. I'm sorry, Soup nibbled a little on the symphony, but everything else in there is okay.

...something tells me that Peregrine has long since lost the urge to eat your sweet, darling daughter.

[as for all that]

That's...that's fine, it can take it, I'm sure. Still, I...I truly appreciate it, Farrah. Thank you.

Oh! And-- [Farrah whips-- a literal lyre out of the bag. Not the right one. But like. It's a lyre.]

ORPHEUS! I GOT YOUR LIAR!

[alsdhflsh Farrah oh my god]

....ah. His lyre is, ah...it's a guitar, actually.

... Dad. He specifically said his liar, why would it be a guitar? That's stupid.

It's lying about what instrument it is?

Yeah. Orpheus is lying about his liar!

[Gasp.]

What a liar!

[alsdhfslh Spongebob

snrk]

Liar and a player, that's him.

[alksdhflkhsd Eurydice--Salieri has to turn his laugh into a cough, help]

I don't know, but I got it out of the vending machine and it was a guitar and it was his, and he'd been calling guitars lyres so I simply...went with it. Mumble said he was a penguin and Spongebob said we were all sea creatures. I wasn't about to question.

...Do you think he just sees all guitars as lyres?

...you know, I'm not sure. Does he think the Balladeer plays the lyre?

...What does he see if someone takes out an electric guitar...

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violentenvies - 2021-07-19 21:27 (UTC) - Expand

Should we tell him?

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Oh that's - wow, that's a really old-fashioned one? [ He thinks he's seen his mom play one like that ages ago, but not since then. ] It's not mine but - thanks for remembering!

[ He pauses, realizes what this means, then jolts suddenly. ]

Oh!! I'd better go find mine before we go. I'll be right back!

[ and he runs off before he can overhear anyone talking about what the fuck his problem is ]