Hello? Did I get this on? Can anyone hear me? Talk to me please. I..I hear things when I'm alone in the dark. And it's always dark for me now. So, yeah, just talk to me.
I'm sure. [He is, though it's not doing much to ease his own anxieties.] These events always are. I doubt knowing that will help much, but it's true. It's, uh... [He takes a moment to count the days. They're all running together for him, too.] It's been about a week.
[So, should be over soon... Probably. Maybe. Who the fuck knows, honestly?]
Shit, you play those? Do you have 'em here? I've got a guitar. Hold tight a sec.
[He goes quiet for a bit, and then there's some rustling as he retrieves said guitar. He starts noodling around, not playing any melody in particular. It's just background noise for the moment.]
Pop isn't really my thing but I like some of it. What kind of pop are we talking?
[She can live with almost anything. Knowing it will end makes it much easier to do.]
Only a week? I thought it had been longer.
[She can't help feeling a touch of disappointment at that. Only a week and she's already feeling like her father is in the darkness with her. The mention of her instrument brings her out of it.]
I play the harpsichord. I have one here. Curufin made it for me.
[She listens to him and then sits at her harpsichord, playing a few random notes.]
I liked Lorde and Katy Perry. [Mainly because she wanted to roar in her old life.] Um..and I like that Hey ho song and the song about popping tags.
[It all seems so long ago. Another life before the shrike and Hannibal.]
That's not very helpful, is it? I also like classical music.
[Well, this doesn't sound creepy at all. But still, there's something in her plea that reminds him of his sister. She heard things other people didn't too, scattered in her mind. Bah, this is what he gets for actually possessing a heart.]
Do you like music? I can play something for you if you'd like. Might help to focus on that instead of what you're going through.
[Lance can't talk at all, and if Abigail is blind then texting isn't going to work. But he had the same idea that a few of the others seemed to about music, and so when he's pretty sure Rosen is at the clinic Lance takes a moment to stop by Rosen's apartment, where the piano is.
It's calming for him to play the song, and hopefully it has the same effect for her when listening.]
[It's difficult to answer, of course, so instead he does so with a small flourish of notes; hopefully the message of 'thank you, and you're welcome' gets across okay.]
[Know how many times he's used this thing people call a 'phone' since he got here? Precisely none. It's been shoved into the bottom of a supplies pack for months, but now, with his ability to use a bow entirely compromised by a loss in hand-eye coordination, he's having to find other things to do with his time.
He has to, or he's going to lose his mind.]
I can hear you, girl. [Nil hums.] Ah, was it Abigail?
[ Oh no, poor girl. She must have lost her sight, like so many others he's seen and been completely unable to help. Pell responds as soon as he hears her message, even though he's not sure what to talk about. Maybe any voice at all will drown out whatever her mind is offering. ]
It's on, we can hear you. Are you safe where you are? Have enough supplies? You shouldn't be alone like that.
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Yeah, I can hear you. Did you lose your vision? If it's part of the event, it's temporary. It'll come back soon.
[He's hoping, anyway. This event feels like it's been going on for forever.]
You like music? [Time to shoot the shit as a distraction!]
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Yeah, I like music. I like my harpsichord and the theremin. And some pop music too. What about you? You like music?
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[So, should be over soon... Probably. Maybe. Who the fuck knows, honestly?]
Shit, you play those? Do you have 'em here? I've got a guitar. Hold tight a sec.
[He goes quiet for a bit, and then there's some rustling as he retrieves said guitar. He starts noodling around, not playing any melody in particular. It's just background noise for the moment.]
Pop isn't really my thing but I like some of it. What kind of pop are we talking?
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[She can live with almost anything. Knowing it will end makes it much easier to do.]
Only a week? I thought it had been longer.
[She can't help feeling a touch of disappointment at that. Only a week and she's already feeling like her father is in the darkness with her. The mention of her instrument brings her out of it.]
I play the harpsichord. I have one here. Curufin made it for me.
[She listens to him and then sits at her harpsichord, playing a few random notes.]
I liked Lorde and Katy Perry. [Mainly because she wanted to roar in her old life.] Um..and I like that Hey ho song and the song about popping tags.
[It all seems so long ago. Another life before the shrike and Hannibal.]
That's not very helpful, is it? I also like classical music.
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Do you like music? I can play something for you if you'd like. Might help to focus on that instead of what you're going through.
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[Not hyperbole. Leo naturally can play any instrument he picks up.]
My favorites are the guitar, flute, and harmonica. I was lucky to end up with my guitar still with me when I got pulled here.
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Do you play your guitar often? Curufin made my harpsichord. Maybe he could make you a flute or a harmonica too.
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It's calming for him to play the song, and hopefully it has the same effect for her when listening.]
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He has to, or he's going to lose his mind.]
I can hear you, girl. [Nil hums.] Ah, was it Abigail?
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It's on, we can hear you. Are you safe where you are? Have enough supplies? You shouldn't be alone like that.
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Would you like some company?
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