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[chasseurdebeaute]

WHO: Bluebell
WHERE: Bluebell
WHEN: Night 5, Early Day 6

[It's been a busy day and night! Fantasia informed everyone about an encounter with the Jim Deer. There were wild dreams. Crescendo had a late-night adventure (and Rubato happened to be out wrestling a gatordog...).

ANYWAY, THERE'S JUST VARIOUS THINGS BLUEBELLS MAY WANT TO CATCH UP ON WITH EACH OTHER, or maybe they just want to lay face first on the like two (2) nice mattresses they manifested with Herd Mentality that have just been put in the common area for everyone to share until more mattresses appear.]

Comments

[heavyliesthecrown]

Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

[Crescendo is living up to his name, voice echoing from one of the rooms within their barn with an ear-piercing scream.]

[chasseurdebeaute]

[OH WELL, BUSTS IN THEN]

--What is the trouble, dear Crescendo!?

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ He turns around!! And his hands are cupping two fuzzy red ears, a tail sticking straight up behind him, fur on end.]

Rubato-san!

[ He gets panicked and confused look. JUST LOOK AT HIM.]

Something is wrong with me!

[chasseurdebeaute]

Oh! It appears you have sprouted feline features??

[heavyliesthecrown]

Why!??

[vivace_ultimate]

[looks up from her playing, then jumps forward to check on him!!]

Crescendo??

[heavyliesthecrown]

S-Stay back, it might be contagious!

[ He. He is a cat boy now. ]

[vivace_ultimate]

Oh, you got the cute kitty ears, too!

[heavyliesthecrown]

I somehow woke up like this. But I was so sleepy that I didn't realize it immediately until now.

[featherduster]

AHHHHHHHHH!

[ SYMPATHY-SCREAM RESPONSE ]

What's happening?! What's going on?!

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ Freezes as Minuet rushes inside.

. . . He is catte now.]

1/2

[featherduster]

[featherduster]

. . . Uwah, cute . . .

[heavyliesthecrown]

How is that your first reaction??

[chasseurdebeaute]

[When Rubato got in with Crescendo earlier he very silently got some of his things to take a shower. Now that he's cleaned off all the mud though he is privately considering where to turn in--the nice mattresses intended for everyone to share? His room? It would disturb fewer people, probably. But he wouldn't wish to give anyone the impression of being snubbed. Is that what would happen? What to do...]

[vivace_ultimate]

[Well there's probably no need to ask what Vivace's doing.

That is, practicing piano.]

[heavyliesthecrown]

Somehow, I am not at all surprised to find you here.

[Speaking only after she finished the piece, of course.]

[vivace_ultimate]

[she finishes with a little flourish of notes. A guilty grin.]

Just thought I'd get a little practice in.

[heavyliesthecrown]

We ought to put our collective skills together for a performance of some kind. I heard that Red accepted something like that as a form of payment.

[vivace_ultimate]

Absolutely! You're showing real promise, too!

You know, we could get blank paper, I'll fill in some music notation... I'll write what you sing, then I can play it while you focus on singing. The rest can pick it up by ear.

[beathollow]

( she thinks she heard a commotion about, earlier? she was... preoccupied. with things. and stuff. like zenith's injury. but now she's wandering. last night was kinda weird, huh? (she has not yet consulted the virtual singers yet.)

a cat is visiting, bluebell. )

[heavyliesthecrown]

Yes? Hello?

[ His ears perk up when he hears someone outside their barn. Crossing over to the door, he opens it.

And then blinks.

Sonata. It's Sonata. Sonata, who also has two fluffy feline ears. Sonata who mysteriously gained a tail one day. Eyes widening, he reaches out to catch one of her hands within his claw-tipped fingers.]

Sonata-san! I was hoping I might speak with you!

[beathollow]

( immediately sonata's eyes widen and she can't help but pale a little - crescendo, too? but... )

... Privately. It'd be best if we speak privately.

I lost this...

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ He nods and reaches out to gently clasp one of her hands.]

If you are comfortable with our barn, then? There are empty rooms that should afford us a little privacy.

a lot happened....

[beathollow]

( sonata nods, and lets him lead the way. )

... It was over-night, wasn't it?