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week 4
[Another week has passed in the opera house and things are looking grim as ever. With Gabe and Hime gone, the performers are down to 16 of them.
On Monday, the opera house is still heavily decorated with a few new additions. There are more cottony cobwebs, a few small ghosts hanging from the ceiling made of cheesecloth, even more pumpkins here and there. A few more candy bowls have been set out in places like the dining room and a few others and only a few of them are only filled with candy corn. In the dressing rooms the stars on Gabe and Hime's doors have fallen off, leaving behind a patch of star-shaped wood slightly lighter than the rest of the doors on Hime's and a different star underneath on Gabe's.
Like the previous week, the door on in the second floor lobby is unlocked and a new floor is ready to be explored. Have a good week, everyone.]
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So thank you, opera house management, for not completely fucking up his day.
However, once the motive announcement is done and over with, he'll be upstairs for the better part of the day; he'd taken a cursory glance at the rooms on the third floor yesterday, but for now he's actually going over them in a bit more detail.
The game room has his interest perhaps a bit more than he'd like; he's not really one for board games, but chess is something that tends to entertain him and so he'll be checking out the tables there, looking the pieces over like he's trying to figure out what he thinks of the quality before setting up one of the boards for the sake of having something to do. If you're interested in a game...well, he certainly won't say no.
...Otherwise, those d20-game books are interesting, given that he is from the 1920s and what the hell are games like this. He is going to be in here for a while, is what I'm saying.
The workshop also has his interest, though he'll be in there later in the evening when he presumes less people will be wandering around; he's got his suit jacket off and slung somewhere that it won't get in the way, and his sleeves are rolled up while he works – it's hard to say what he's going to be working on, but he's got a pencil out and a few tools arranged in a vaguely purposeful manner like he at least somewhat knows what he's doing, and he's currently marking up a couple of boards and occasionally leaning back a bit like he's trying to visualize something, so who knows.
He's humming sort of tunelessly to himself while he works; whether it's because he's actually enjoying this or just enjoying having something to do with his goddamn hands is difficult to say, but at the very least today isn't terrible and that's more than can be said for the entirety of the past weekend.]
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Anyway, he's been wandering the building aimlessly while he tries to figure out something to do (that isn't painting, though he does enjoy that) and guess who he's stumbled on!! Hiya, Billy, hope you don't mind some company at the chess table.]
I would ask if you play, but I doubt you'd know how to set up the pieces if you didn't!
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So the next logical question is whether you do.
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[...the pirate king has some very non-piratey hobbies.]
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I wouldn't have set up the board if I wasn't interested in challengers. So why not, let's.
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You're very talented at this! I was expecting you to be good, but I hadn't anticipated you would be this good!
[He sounds really pleased with it though, so there's that.]
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[She's inspecting a board game curiously as she asks the question, but glances towards him as she waits for a response.]
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[And that's delivered easily enough; he really doesn't mind, from the sounds.]
Do you play a lot?
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[She's not the school club type at all, really. She does put down the board game and take a seat, though.]
You?
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[A small smirk.]
So. You want to go first?
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[We are going to handwave the hell out of this game as the conversation goes on, because I am a quality roleplayer and also I really suck at chess.]
The reason you gave for playing - that the same reason you're in here? Nothing better to do?
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Turns out Billy is there. The right Billy this time. He has some questions on his mind and he may as well ask since he's here.
Winslow appears (with his face on), alerting Billy with a wordless gurgle.]
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He'll look up once he notices the sound coming in his direction; he doesn't seem bothered by the interruption, if it can be called that, though he does twirl the pencil he was working with idly around his fingers before pocketing it.]
Something on your mind, or just wanting to say hello?
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"I had some questions I feel you're best qualified to answer."]
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And you know what, if I've got answers, I'll give them to you.
What've you got in mind?
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Winslow scribbles on his paper again.
"How do you tell if a contract has any hidden terms? And if so is there any way you can get out of it? Like say it was a record deal?"]
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Do you have a copy of the contract itself?
[It's kind of a long shot, but you never know, people pull some weird things out of the merch booth.]
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They're all so... medieval. Except for the dragons.
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The dragons are considered pretty medieval too, depending on who you're asking.
[At the very least, they suit the era; we've also got all sorts of timey-wimey bullshit floating around this place, so who knows, maybe somebody's got dragons too.]
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Probably. I feel like I should be more offended at how many of them have you fighting devils and demons than I am, but I mean... [A "what're you gonna do" shrug.] Hell.
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