Or different kind of songs, like you would do in a band?
[ though why not fucking just play already mixed music. lavi is trying to think given their everything and where they are.
but also why did we leave all of this left to elan? the mental image of this is so wild please help me. three cars of varying sizes and models hovering near a guy who feels like he has had better days. ]
[It was left to Elan because they have no fucking hands!!]
You mean one after the other, right? [Dehya's a shadow on the dashboard but she can turn back into a car if need be. Right now her concern is Louis.] Actually, what is your favorite music Louis?
[ YEAH WELL. MAYBE SOMEONE SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT THAT... or. two of them. lavi is a criminal but he didn't choose his end. (that was i, naru, who chose that for him.) ]
Something like that....though maybe that's over-complicating things.
[ we await louis to respond about favorite music. lavi is also very curious to know what it might be. ]
[It probably should not catch him off guard to be asked this, but it somehow does anyway. It also kind of brings him back to when they moved the jukebox into the church.]
[He'll admit to being kind of curious too, but he's already gone through trying to figure out music taste in Amethyst or the rest of the Troupe to some extent and it sure is an adventure.......]
I wonder how many classical pieces we all have in common.
[They had done some consolidating or just some syncing back during the dance lessons but it's not as though they had a ton of time for much more -- one of these days (one of these days when there are more days, his thoughts aren't as well-tuned as usual and so it goes) perhaps the music repertoire of Amethyst will really expand.
For now he thinks it's okay to let the cars fumble their way into a playlist or. Maybe dueling playlists. Who knows. RIP Louis who wants peace and quiet.]
It was more than I expected, all things considered.
[He wasn't sure how many of them actually shared a common home, but with how varied all of their backgrounds were, even recognizing one song was surprising in some ways. It was also a reminder of what awaited them once this ended--assuming they made it out of here safely, anyway.
But those thoughts could wait; for now, it was better to focus on the present, especially when he hears Elan's suggestion. He rolls the idea around in his head a little, and.]
...I'd like that, actually. I think my father used to do that for me when I was a child.
[Admittedly, his recollections had grown discolored and faded with time, and the cycle of dispersal followed by revival had undoubtedly fragmented his memories further. Yet, it's enough that a hint of nostalgia still seeps into his voice as he says that.]
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[He hears the undercurrent, though he doesn't remark upon it; maybe all of the reading to cars in their dorm had been a reminder too, or maybe it's just Cocytus itself and its trials conversely thawing out some memories.
He doesn't mind, either way. He's been doing a lot of reading.
All he has on him is... a slightly worn pocket edition of some bastardization of Snow White from the dorm, currently. This is probably where his notebook comes in handy... hopefully.]
[He closes his eyes in pensive silence, but it doesn't take long for him to come up with an answer, because it's an easy one.]
I don't recall. But they were probably bedtime stories, and I must have fallen asleep during a few.
[Or possibly more than a few, really. However, that means that dollar store Snow White would likely fit right into his father's repertoire, even if he can't be completely certain what genres they went through. Either way, he's aware their selection is limited right now, because for all that one of the murders involved the library, somehow none of the books made it into evidence; even if Elan just did some improv based on a few remembered stories, Louis would appreciate it all the same.]
[Bedtime stories he's going to assume at least have some common thread or common standard too -- they do, after all, have endless fairy tales at their disposal right in the dormitory. If it's something to put one to sleep he'd be better off reading some of the manuals off his notebook but. Well. It's probably not that kind of putting to sleep that will help Louis just now.
Instead, Elan considers his options. The tale of Snow White that he has at his disposal is usable: he's not particularly good at storytelling or at weaving a tale from what he knows, especially in oration -- last week had given some idea of how others would do it, and he certainly can't match up even if they are probably in last-resort territory at this point. He also has some essays and instructional stories available, but...]
... I was thinking about the story of Snow White, because it was mentioned before. [while they were cats but that's neither here nor there??] I don't recognize the version they have here, but maybe you will. There are seven dragons in it.
[In fairness, it's debatable if he'd even be able to sleep when multiple (perceived) stabbings are going on, and that's assuming the content of the manuals wouldn't pique his interest anyway...!
But Snow White, huh. It's definitely topical, so he's not even going to question why Elan has that particular story in mind what with the multiple references to it throughout the week. This particular twist to an otherwise classic fairy tale does get him to blink though; he assumes this is from the dorm, although it's not like can be sure when he didn't go out of his way to peruse every single book in there when there was plenty of other material at his fingertips courtesy of the library. Either way, he does find himself intrigued.]
In place of the seven dwarves? I can't say I've read that one before.
[Unless there are just inexplicably seven dragons appended onto the rest of the story???]
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[ though why not fucking just play already mixed music. lavi is trying to think given their everything and where they are.
but also why did we leave all of this left to elan? the mental image of this is so wild please help me. three cars of varying sizes and models hovering near a guy who feels like he has had better days. ]
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You mean one after the other, right? [Dehya's a shadow on the dashboard but she can turn back into a car if need be. Right now her concern is Louis.] Actually, what is your favorite music Louis?
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Something like that....though maybe that's over-complicating things.
[ we await louis to respond about favorite music. lavi is also very curious to know what it might be. ]
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[It probably should not catch him off guard to be asked this, but it somehow does anyway. It also kind of brings him back to when they moved the jukebox into the church.]
Any sort of instrumental music, I suppose.
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Instrumental, got it. [If only a shadow could look expectantly at a car.]
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[He'll admit to being kind of curious too, but he's already gone through trying to figure out music taste in Amethyst or the rest of the Troupe to some extent and it sure is an adventure.......]
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Classical, although I don’t mind jazz.
[He’s honestly not that picky as long as it isn’t hugely intrusive...]
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[They had done some consolidating or just some syncing back during the dance lessons but it's not as though they had a ton of time for much more -- one of these days (one of these days when there are more days, his thoughts aren't as well-tuned as usual and so it goes) perhaps the music repertoire of Amethyst will really expand.
For now he thinks it's okay to let the cars fumble their way into a playlist or. Maybe dueling playlists. Who knows. RIP Louis who wants peace and quiet.]
... I could read something.
[Would that just add more noise? Who can say.]
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[He wasn't sure how many of them actually shared a common home, but with how varied all of their backgrounds were, even recognizing one song was surprising in some ways. It was also a reminder of what awaited them once this ended--assuming they made it out of here safely, anyway.
But those thoughts could wait; for now, it was better to focus on the present, especially when he hears Elan's suggestion. He rolls the idea around in his head a little, and.]
...I'd like that, actually. I think my father used to do that for me when I was a child.
[Admittedly, his recollections had grown discolored and faded with time, and the cycle of dispersal followed by revival had undoubtedly fragmented his memories further. Yet, it's enough that a hint of nostalgia still seeps into his voice as he says that.]
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[He hears the undercurrent, though he doesn't remark upon it; maybe all of the reading to cars in their dorm had been a reminder too, or maybe it's just Cocytus itself and its trials conversely thawing out some memories.
He doesn't mind, either way. He's been doing a lot of reading.
All he has on him is... a slightly worn pocket edition of some bastardization of Snow White from the dorm, currently. This is probably where his notebook comes in handy... hopefully.]
What kinds of things would you read?
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I don't recall. But they were probably bedtime stories, and I must have fallen asleep during a few.
[Or possibly more than a few, really. However, that means that dollar store Snow White would likely fit right into his father's repertoire, even if he can't be completely certain what genres they went through. Either way, he's aware their selection is limited right now, because for all that one of the murders involved the library, somehow none of the books made it into evidence; even if Elan just did some improv based on a few remembered stories, Louis would appreciate it all the same.]
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[Bedtime stories he's going to assume at least have some common thread or common standard too -- they do, after all, have endless fairy tales at their disposal right in the dormitory. If it's something to put one to sleep he'd be better off reading some of the manuals off his notebook but. Well. It's probably not that kind of putting to sleep that will help Louis just now.
Instead, Elan considers his options. The tale of Snow White that he has at his disposal is usable: he's not particularly good at storytelling or at weaving a tale from what he knows, especially in oration -- last week had given some idea of how others would do it, and he certainly can't match up even if they are probably in last-resort territory at this point. He also has some essays and instructional stories available, but...]
... I was thinking about the story of Snow White, because it was mentioned before. [while they were cats but that's neither here nor there??] I don't recognize the version they have here, but maybe you will. There are seven dragons in it.
[Because of course there are(?!).]
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But Snow White, huh. It's definitely topical, so he's not even going to question why Elan has that particular story in mind what with the multiple references to it throughout the week. This particular twist to an otherwise classic fairy tale does get him to blink though; he assumes this is from the dorm, although it's not like can be sure when he didn't go out of his way to peruse every single book in there when there was plenty of other material at his fingertips courtesy of the library. Either way, he does find himself intrigued.]
In place of the seven dwarves? I can't say I've read that one before.
[Unless there are just inexplicably seven dragons appended onto the rest of the story???]