outdistanced | turbo heaven 🌼 fidelio

[ not me realizing i never got a notif for our last thread hello!!

anyway he's just sitting somewhere watching his chao attempt to play a tambourine. ]

Hey, Mr. Magnus - you're good with music, right? Can you help teach the little guy how to actually play?

[ don't worry i was very late anyway lmao and i've been losing track of shit like crazy

anyway idk if anyone has ever called him mr. magnus before in his life so he just blinks for a second ]

Well, I don't know if I'd go that far. I mean, I like it, but... don't really do much besides singin' meself.

[ and even that's nowhere near professional level. there are bars of music on his halo but he has no idea how to read them to know what the tune is. ]

Tambourine, though... 's really just a rhythm thing, yeah?

[ del is older so he has to be respectful... ]

That's more than I do. They don't really prioritize music lessons back home. [ watches it proudly hit the tambourine. ] ...Maybe these guys just don't have any rhythm.

I mean, they don't teach you music on the streets neither. Never had a lesson in me life.

[ his own chao wanders over to join the one with the tambourine, and he crouches down next to both of them. ]

Instruments are one thing, yeah, but singin' comes from the heart more than anything.

[ sort of embarrassing talking like this, actually, but he knows that's how lady junah sees it, and he doesn't disagree. ]

From the heart? What, like art supposedly does?

[ he sounds skeptical. ]

Yeah?

[ supposedly?? ]

The less poetic angle is you got a voice from the moment you're born and you can sing any time you want. Don't need money or a home or nothin' for it.

I guess so. Not that these little guys can sing. [ helpfully, it hits the tambourine again.

but hmmmm ]

Is that... something you're used to? [ hesitant, because it sounds like something that could be a touchy subject, but he doesn't really know. ] Not having a home...?

Nothin' out of the ordinary for paripus like us.

[ so it's not a touchy subject on a personal level, though it's certainly something that pisses him off when they're talking about society more broadly.

his chao is trying to tap out a rhythm for the other to follow, though it's not offering a very consistent beat itself. ]

Music and expression and all that, they're all big things in our culture, but there's not a lot of us with the money to buy an instrument, or a place to keep it in if we found one.

[ he stops watching the chaos for a moment, though his looks very happy to have a friend to play with. ]

That's... so different from the Tower. I can't even imagine it. Isn't it dangerous to live like that?

Course it is. Ain't like we've got much of a choice, though. Not many among the other tribes willin' to hire us at all, let alone pay us enough to make a proper living.

[ you're locked in your tower, they're locked out. ]

But why?

[ doesn't sound fair? i'm sorry he's so incredibly sheltered from things like this. ]

[ at least he already knows about the tower thing, so he can forgive the lack of awareness of systemic racism. ]

As they'd tell it, we're a bunch of lazy drunks and petty criminals whose only care is havin' a good time.

[ meanwhile, both chaos' rhythms are somehow getting even further off. ]

But keepin' us down's in their self interest. Means they got plenty of people desperate enough to take on the worst jobs who they can abuse without repercussion, and scapegoats to pin the blame on when somethin' goes wrong.

[ glances at the chaos like how are you getting worse. why are you so bad at this. is this what comes from your hearts? ]

I never got that impression from either of you. Mr... uh. [ fuck he's also mr. magnus uhhhh ] Mr. Basilio always looks happy to help anyone with just about anything.

[ the latter part seems to strike a chord, a little - but laurence doesn't seem to know what to do with it. ]

People really love to use others if they can, don't they...?

[ their hearts need metronomes...

in fairness fidelio is an exceptionally weirdly uptight paripus, and laurence would probably understand the stereotype a little more if he saw loveless's 'free booze for all' campaign for the throne, but. ]

Sure do. [ glances over. ] Even got that in your tower, eh?

[ grimaces. ]

No, I mean outside of the Tower. [ ... ] Mostly. Even besides Spawncampers, some demiflora are big targets for their powers. I think some powers might be harder to take without the host.

Ah. [ hm. ] You asked me before I was one of them, yeah? What sort of power is that anyway?

I asked because we don't have... paripus. I thought maybe you were just a kind of demiflora I've never seen. Sometimes it affects how you look, like my hair and eyes.

[ he's a little sheepish about that now that he knows better. ]

Powers depend on the demiflora. Like Lilies. Their power is hypnotism, and it comes from their eyes. [ a slight hesitation, as he looks a little ill. ] Eyes are easy enough to take.

But it's probably not that simple for an Iris, because his - their power is based in their art. Bringing it to life. I don't know if you could just take that by taking a hand or something like that.

...Huh.

[ his reaction to that gruesome clarification isn't a visceral one, but still... yikes. he's not sure what kind of explanation he was expecting, but it wasn't that. ]

Well, that's one thing our world doesn't have, I'll give you that.

It’s for the best that you don’t. Sounds like you guys have your own problems, though.

turbo heaven 🌼 fidelio

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