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Requiem 001 - [ video + action ]

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[ There's a new inmate around - a pretty girl that can't be out of middle school yet and stares at the feed for a long moment before speaking, probably unsure if it's on at all. ]

Pardon me just barging in to ask but, there's got to be a piano around here, right? It'll be a problem if there isn't one...

[ And that's apparently all she has to say, because the transmission ends. She doesn't seem to be particularly worried about the general situation. ]

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[ There's someone sleeping in the common room - just on a chair, not even leaning forward to place her head on a table. Her newbie guidelines are lying in her lap. She's been there for a long amount of time now, dare to wake her? ]

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[Red's wandering through the common room, still trying to figure out where everything is, when he spots someone slumped over in a chair. He's worried for a moment, thinking that perhaps they didn't eat their candy, but thankfully they seem to be breathing.]

[He'll take a seat next to Kanon, quietly watching her. Eventually, he gives her a gentle poke in the side.]

Hey, you okay?

[ It takes her a moment to open her eyes, but when she does she immediately appears wide awake - it's like she completely skips the sleepy phase of waking up. Then she stares at Red for another moment before she replies. ]

Ah yes.... I just felt exhausted, looking around. This place is bigger than I thought.

Yeah, it's huge. Easy to get lost in if you don't have a map. You found yours, right?

[Okay, that was kind of creepy. Who wakes up like that? Red will just... ignore that for now, offering Kanon a smile instead.]

I'm new here too. Probably got here just before you did, actually, so I don't got it all figured out, but if y'need help I bet I can give you a hand.

[ She smiles back, vaguely. It's hard for her to trust someone friendly to her from the start, but she's trying not to ever let that show. ]

Thank you for that... We'll have time to get used to it, at least. Lots of time, probably.

Y... yeah, lots of time.

[It's not like Red trusts her entirely either, but it's not his style to go around accusing people. Unless she tries to shank him, he'll be friendly.]

So, uh... I got a question, but it might be kinda personal. What happened to get you put in this place? You don't hafta answer if you don't wanna.

[ Kanon blinks... Ah, right, that kind of question makes sense to ask here - it's prison, so the other people might as well have committed horrible crimes. ]

I got kidnapped.

[ That's not... even half of the reason, but she hasn't told it to the police in its entirety and it'll probably take her some time to do so here ]

Now they think I have murdered a group of boys... I have not, however. How about you? If you want to tell.

You got... kidnapped, then they threw you in here? That's even worse than... than what happened to me.

[Red sighs, cradling his head in one hand as he prepares to speak.]

A buncha thugs shot out the tires on Da-- I mean, my motorbike. Me and my sister were both ridin', but she escaped the crash without much injury and I nearly died. All I remember is them closin' in on her, and then this big flash of light...

[He rests his head on his arms, letting out another frustrated sigh. Calm, Red, calm.]

The thugs died, and I got hauled off to court. I never touched those guys, but the judge said I was guilty of murder - not even self-defense, just murder. Next thing I know, I'm wakin' up in here. ...That's my story.

[ That's amazingly similar to her experience with the law system. It makes her sad... For herself, she doesn't care that she ended up here without a reason. Any place is good for her, but that doesn't mean it's good for other people. ]

It's a sad story... The court system is not very fair.

[ Adults... People told her they weren't good for anything and with things like this wondering, she's vaguely concerned as well. ]

No... no, it ain't.

[He sits there for a minute, anger and despair clearly visible on his features, doing his best to calm down.]

Welcome to Deadman Wonderland, I guess. Enjoy your stay. It'll be the time of your life sentence. [Red chuckles, low and cynically.]

[ Okay that pun was kind of nice and she'll give him a smile for that. ]

Hopefully we'll be fine if we stick to the rules and adapt.

[ Very encouraging. Settle down in prison. ]

Why... would they put a piano in a prison?

Music is important and I can't imagine even the guards would dislike hearing it... so why wouldn't they? It's quite well equipped otherwise, too....

To make our lives miserable, of course. Isn't that obvious?

Being mean shouldn't be a prison keeper's main objective though.

It's not, but it's one of them.

I thought people who work for the state would have better manners than that.

Unless they've got a particularly tiny one in hiding somewhere, I ain't seen any instruments at all. Doubt they'd appreciate us makin' racket.

[ Kanon looks down to the ground for a moment, disappointed by the news. ]

That's sad... And I'll lose my skill, so it won't do....

Sorry, love. Wish I could help ya out.

Thank you anyway... I'll have to find away to keep my fingers flexible otherwise. If by any chance, I ever got an opportunity to play again, I'd regret not having been prepared for it.

Ya don't need to thank me. I didn't help hardly at all.

What'd you reckon you'll do then?

I'll work something out for sure.

.....was playing Air Piano ever invented?

Not that I know of.

Maybe I'll make an invention then.

[ Even she knows it's an awkward and useless invention though and she's going to have to think up something better. ]

You're going to invent an air piano?

Ah...

[ She takes a breath as if to confirm it but then she just exhales without a word and shrugs. ]

That's too strange, isn't it?

I've not found any musical instruments either, so you and me both. I've not played in some time and it's annoying.

That's a huge problem... We're going to be so behind with practice the next time we get a chance to play. .·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·.

What do you play?

Saxophone and clarinet.

Those are lovely instruments (๑^ں^๑)
I hope I can one day hear you play them.

You may have to save up for something like that, darling.

[ She hesitates... ]

So it can be bought?

[ Because she might just. save all her money for it, really. ]

Anything can be obtained if you have the means, darling.

I wonder about that...

[ And first and foremost she wonders about immaterial values now, because she's that kind of person. ]

But I don't need anything, I need just this thing, so I should be fine.

If I were you, I'd play the next event we have. The more dangerous, the more Cast Points you get. You'll need them for candy anyway, may as well save up and get what you want too.

That sounds good. I don't like the idea of performing in public, but there doesn't appear to be a real choice.

You'll find choice doesn't factor into many things anymore.

I'm used to that. So it's fine.

Why might that be, darling?

[ She briefly hesitates. Somehow, she thinks, it should be obvious. Her world is small and unless you scratch her sense of morals she's an obedient person - she doesn't have a reason to go against what people tell her. She doesn't normally choose. And in a way, she doesn't believe other people do as much either, normally. That's what it was like growing up in a small and dirty town. ]

Isn't life a lot like that? You do what your parents say, what the school says, what's polite... That's how it happens. Choices are often reserved for heroic moments, like in a fairytale.

I've never been quite one for following the path others choose for me.

[ There may have been a time when she was determined to take the easy way out of things, but.. realistically, she's been very bad at listening to what other people tell her, for better or worse. ]

One might say you just chose not to choose.

[ Choose not to chose... That sounds as much weirdly dangerous as it sounds admirable. ]

That's a very different kind of life.. It must be hard to be here then, now.

It all depends on how far I'm willing to go to get what I want, darling.

[ Okay that does sound suspicious. ]

How far is that?

Depends on what I want, of course!

[ She smiles at that, like she's completely willing to kill someone if it's over her fiance but not if it's over a Klondike Bar ok. ]

It would be nice to have such a thing, wouldn't it? Our dear warden won't give a music room so all we have is our own voices.

I love singing, but it'd be nice to be able to back it with instruments...

But singing is still good.

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