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[hisownbeat]

[It is morning. Bright and early, as the saying goes.

And whatever semblance of peace and quiet is shattered by the musical styling of three men in plastic suits oni who are blowing on a trumpet, strumming a guitar and... the last one is beating on things with drum sticks, it's cool, I promise

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[deschainofka]

...

...

...[So much for that nice, peaceful sleep he was having]

[rockinurzen]

[tsk tsk, not up before the sun?

well here, have an Oni playing a guitar enthusiastically to help with that]

[deschainofka]

[Glares, sitting up and rubbing sleep out of his eyes]

[rockinurzen]

[not really noticing the glare. caught up in the music~]

[deschainofka]

[TO HELL WITH YOUR BEDAMNED MUSIC!]

Be quiet.

[rockinurzen]

Mm? It's a little late for sleeping, isn't it?

[asked as an innocent question]

[deschainofka]

Aye, for some.

Yet still a little early to be making so much noise.

[rockinurzen]

It's music. The birds do the same, even earlier.

[deschainofka]

The birds are quieter, and do so regularly enough to be ignored.

[rockinurzen]

[thoughtfully] I had been getting out of practice...

[deschainofka]

More important is the volume.

[rockinurzen]

It's not that loud but I suppose I could play more quietly.

[doing so. still way louder than the sounds of nature, however]

[deschainofka]

A little better.

[rockinurzen]

I'm used to the sound; you probably hear it differently than I do.

[deschainofka]

Most likely, but there I'm in the majority.

[rockinurzen]

You should hear the younger generation play some of their music. Much louder than mine.