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[Flayn doesn't know how to play the piano, guess she'll die]
[that was a gagtag but I'm leaving it there to commemorate work getting busy and cucking me from deleting it for half an hour.]
It's d-- ah!
[that sudden flash of light startles her into giving a small shriek. Oops.]
...there's something... on the top of this? [she reaches up and presses the other two keys.
Also uh she sounds like she's having trouble breathing. Because she is! The mod tag said ages ago the air situation is Not Great and panicking certainly isn't helping.]
It's d-- ah!
[that sudden flash of light startles her into giving a small shriek. Oops.]
...there's something... on the top of this? [she reaches up and presses the other two keys.
Also uh she sounds like she's having trouble breathing. Because she is! The mod tag said ages ago the air situation is Not Great and panicking certainly isn't helping.]
[oh yeah flayn is deffo running out of oxygen. he trades a glance with Dimitri, and stares at the keys, jolting at the yell.]
You've got a set of keys in there. Damn it...
[he want 2 press, but....... what..... 2 press.......
maybe for now we should see what happens when everything is pressed on both sides!]
You've got a set of keys in there. Damn it...
[he want 2 press, but....... what..... 2 press.......
maybe for now we should see what happens when everything is pressed on both sides!]
[ Dimitri knows shit all about music, but they messed around with a piano earlier—are there any more indents? Are they missing a key? He'll watch for anything strange as they press the keys. ]
Flaynâyou may need to tell us if you see anything strange.
[ Maybe they're supposed to collaborate? But she shouldn't be talking much, either... they'll have to figure this out quickly. He speaks as calmly as he can, sounding confident. ]
...We'll have you out of there soon.
Flaynâyou may need to tell us if you see anything strange.
[ Maybe they're supposed to collaborate? But she shouldn't be talking much, either... they'll have to figure this out quickly. He speaks as calmly as he can, sounding confident. ]
...We'll have you out of there soon.
[Pressing everything on both sides is bad because it's still loud and disjointed! But if all three of them are pressing, there is the reappearance of that golden thread, looping in front of Flayn's eyes to give her enough light to see a few letters on the indents. Their order, if she reads fast enough, appears to be: DDBCA ECBAD DBEEC.
Hm...perhaps that's worth a try.]
Hm...perhaps that's worth a try.]
DDBCA, ECBAD, DBEE...
[dammit. The light fades before she can see the last letter.
Also she's losing consciousness now because I'm getting pulled into a meeting but luckily they only have to guess one note, they can probably get it by process of elimination.
GO ON WITHOUT ME FRIENDS I'VE BEEN TOLD I WON'T BE AVAILABLE UNTIL 6:30 PST]
[dammit. The light fades before she can see the last letter.
Also she's losing consciousness now because I'm getting pulled into a meeting but luckily they only have to guess one note, they can probably get it by process of elimination.
GO ON WITHOUT ME FRIENDS I'VE BEEN TOLD I WON'T BE AVAILABLE UNTIL 6:30 PST]
[As they're playing the notes, Flayn would normally see the golden heart-shaped threads floating around her and before her eyes as the indents cave in, Asch and Dimitri playing the sequence. As they input the notes, the light grows brighter and brighter, the box rising up from the floor just a bit...
...and with the last note, a beautiful song begins to play. The hinge of the box opens and like a ballerina in a music box, Flayn rises to her feet with her staff in her hand. The golden hearts entangle the three of them, floating along as the backdrop around them begins to fade out and give way to another place, cloud separating once more and the ocean receding...
Ahead, there lies a path. But perhaps they should attend to the passed out Flayn, first.]
...and with the last note, a beautiful song begins to play. The hinge of the box opens and like a ballerina in a music box, Flayn rises to her feet with her staff in her hand. The golden hearts entangle the three of them, floating along as the backdrop around them begins to fade out and give way to another place, cloud separating once more and the ocean receding...
Ahead, there lies a path. But perhaps they should attend to the passed out Flayn, first.]
Edited 2020-07-10 00:55 (UTC)
[Sup. She's here. Passed out.
This isn't a gagtag she's just passed out. Give her back her knife, maybe she'll wake up.]
This isn't a gagtag she's just passed out. Give her back her knife, maybe she'll wake up.]
[as Flayn rises, Asch dashes to her, catching her in his armsâand gently laying her down. pressing two fingers to her neck, he closes his eyes, and finally nods]
She's fineâjust... passed out.
[his eyes flit to Dimitri, expectantly. you guys are a thing, right???]
She's fineâjust... passed out.
[his eyes flit to Dimitri, expectantly. you guys are a thing, right???]
[ They are not a thing you stupid bastard. Dimitri does look tense as he awaits Asch's verdict, letting out a deep sigh of relief after, shoulders sagging. ]
Thank goodness. I was worried we were too late...
[ He gives them a moment to catch their breath, literally in Flayn's case, as he looks ahead. ]
...It stands to reason that this is the last path.
Thank goodness. I was worried we were too late...
[ He gives them a moment to catch their breath, literally in Flayn's case, as he looks ahead. ]
...It stands to reason that this is the last path.
[give her her KNIFE
anyway, after a little while, she stirs. there's air out here! she can breathe again!]
...ngh...?
anyway, after a little while, she stirs. there's air out here! she can breathe again!]
...ngh...?
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