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Day 60: Music Room (Fourth Shift)
It wasn't often that Renji felt less like punching people in general as his day wore on. This was a new experience for him. A not unwelcome one, if he was being honest. And the fact that he felt less like punching Fai? Kind of mind-blowing. The sort of thing Zen masters would probably use as a kouan to reach an all-new level of non-punching enlightenment.
So he was back from the dead, almost everyone he'd known was gone, and yet bizarrely his day felt like it was looking up. Kind of. Renji wasn't sure what to make of this. Maybe his grumpy meter was just nearing empty. That was as good an explanation as the next, considering how this place made him feel.
Whatever the reason, he ended up in the music room. And he remembered oh yeah. He'd always kind of hated this damn shift. He grabbed a little book of music and a drum and retreated quickly to the far end of the room. He put the drum down in front of him just so he looked like he was doing something and opened the book. But he had no idea how to read music, and really, he was more interested in the ongoing puzzle of what the hell had happened in the last four weeks.
And brooding. Of course. There was always brooding to be done.
[Okay Tolten, let me lay it out for you. When there's a mommy and a daddy... or sometimes a daddy and a dadddy. Or, hell, sometimes a mommy and a mommy if you buy the right kind of wood cuts (and a third mommy if you go to just the right shop)... but anyway when they love each other very much, or at least a suitably large amount of money changes hands, there are some things that happen...]
So he was back from the dead, almost everyone he'd known was gone, and yet bizarrely his day felt like it was looking up. Kind of. Renji wasn't sure what to make of this. Maybe his grumpy meter was just nearing empty. That was as good an explanation as the next, considering how this place made him feel.
Whatever the reason, he ended up in the music room. And he remembered oh yeah. He'd always kind of hated this damn shift. He grabbed a little book of music and a drum and retreated quickly to the far end of the room. He put the drum down in front of him just so he looked like he was doing something and opened the book. But he had no idea how to read music, and really, he was more interested in the ongoing puzzle of what the hell had happened in the last four weeks.
And brooding. Of course. There was always brooding to be done.
[Okay Tolten, let me lay it out for you. When there's a mommy and a daddy... or sometimes a daddy and a dadddy. Or, hell, sometimes a mommy and a mommy if you buy the right kind of wood cuts (and a third mommy if you go to just the right shop)... but anyway when they love each other very much, or at least a suitably large amount of money changes hands, there are some things that happen...]
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A few moments later, though, she was handing over the recorder, glad to get the thing off of her not-hooves (shiver). "But I guess you can if you want. I don't want it anyway," she said. "Knock yourself out." Even as she pretended not to be interested, though, she kept an eye on the guy out of the corner of her gaze, curious despite herself to see how a human played the thing. Master of subtlty Rainbow Dash was not.
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He took the recorder, and after taking a few seconds to position his fingers, put the mouthpiece to his lips and played a passable simple scale.
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But music was not her thing, and neither was this "Institute" place. When she caught herself watching toward the end of the scale, Rainbow shifted her head in the other direction, trying to refocus on figuring out her escape plan. Whatever that was.
"Not bad," she commented after a moment, figuring it at least wouldn't hurt to give the guy a simple compliment, even if she wasn't looking at him. "But it would be better if it sounded a little cooler."
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"It's a simple instrument. There are probably some more interesting ones here, but... I'm not much of a musician, myself."
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Her face fell at that. Where did her friends think she was right now? Were they all still together, or had Discord separated them all into these little pocket worlds (or whatever it was he had done here)? She hadn't seen anyone in the building so far who looked more like they might be a former pony than anyone else, let alone any of the girls.
"Hey, you haven't seen anyone with a poofy pink mane around, have you?" she asked after a moment. She wasn't sure she'd get an answer out of the guy, but it couldn't hurt to ask.
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"I haven't, I'm afraid." Pink would certainly have stuck out to him, here. "Or any of my friends I was travelling with before I arrived here, either." Unspoken was the small offer of sympathy there - you aren't alone.
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"Where do you think they are now?" she asked, genuine curiosity meeting genuine sadness.
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"Home still, I hope. We had something important we were doing." The smile turned a little wistful as he thought of them. "No doubt getting into trouble without me. And eating terribly." Honestly, sometimes he didn't know how Gojyo had survived before meeting him.
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When she caught herself, however, she shook her head and shook the smile off her face with it. "What were you doing? Where're you even from, anyway?" she asked, wondering just how long the human had been in this place. If it had been long enough that he could accept his friends' absence, he and his friends probably hadn't been dealing with Discord or his crazy world. That had only started today, pretty much. After another moment, Rainbow added one more question: "And what's your name? I'm Rainbow Dash." The one and only, her mind weakly supplied afterward as she glanced down at her human hands.
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With the formality done with, he relaxed a little back into the chair. "I'm from China. And my friends and I... we were travelling to stop something that would permanently imbalance the world."
There was a small pang of regret at the past-tense, there - though he hoped the others were still travelling without him. Even though they'd gone back for Gojyo... if they waited, they could be waiting forever. It was a hard truth he had to contemplate, even if he didn't want to accept it.
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And she had no idea where China was, but when the human got to the words "imbalance in the world", that got Rainbow's attention. "Hey, so were we! Maybe it was the same thing! Was its name Discord?!" she asked, desperate to know.
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