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[proceedwithcautus]

Who: sensitIV
Where: The Halls of Misery (aka sensitIV)
When: Late 408/Early 409

[ someone seems to have stuck the following on the door? ]



[ there's a box for gifts. but also if you pre-arranged something or call ahead you can probably knock. ]

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[forgottenmercy]

[nods in agreement] Music, ah, is good for that...

[proceedwithcautus]

Ah... and you're a singer, too, aren't you?

[forgottenmercy]

I, ah, am, yes...

[proceedwithcautus]

Well—I know I've heard you hum or sing before, during difficult times, so... I hope it's soothing to you as well.

[forgottenmercy]

It, ah, is, yes...

[proceedwithcautus]

...where did you learn?

[forgottenmercy]

I, ah, likely had lessons when I was very small...

But I was, ah, the shrine maiden to our local gods beginning when I was seven. So, ah, I had to learn, then...

[proceedwithcautus]

Oh, I see...

...you always do have such a graceful, refined image, so it makes sense that you'd have that kind of background. Or at least—I think I've heard of shrine maidens?

[forgottenmercy]

It, ah, was required in the work...

[proceedwithcautus]

Is that what you'd go back to doing when you leave here, then?

[forgottenmercy]

I, ah, cannot, since I married...

[proceedwithcautus]

—oh. Ah... right.

Still, though—I hope you get to sing and dance, still. I suppose you certainly do, here.

[forgottenmercy]

I, ah, do. Even, ah, here...

[proceedwithcautus]

I hope I'll get to see more of it, then.

[forgottenmercy]

There will, ah, likely be a chance, in the future...