[perhaps you simply happened upon this room while wandering by. or perhaps you followed the sounds of a piano down through the hallways
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[he can sense family nearby-- but then it's not uncommon, given the way the Dressing Room is set up. he won't pay any attention to anyone coming in unless they speak up.
until then, he's firing out another remark about the invisible pianist's less than adequate playing. really, he may as well be talking to himself.]
[This one followed the music - he could hear it from several halls down, with the way his hearing works, and it was rather nice save for the mistakes. So here - have an Allen peering into the door, sparing Neah a glance before his gaze darts to the pianist's chair. If there actually is something sitting there, he would probably be able to see it.]
[he'll claim the existence of a ghost, but he hardly knows if there is one. and as Neah isn't looking at the door, he doesn't react to another's presence.
just tapping the lid again, sharply.] Pedals, my good man. Use your feet! [..pause.] That is, if you've got any.
Oh, I'm quite fond of it. Who else will stand to listen to me speak for hours on end? [waving dismissively as the playing continues, and then glancing over his shoulder.]
Walker snaps out of his daze when he sights Neah and hears his voice--a shudder runs through him, reaching to a currently sealed off part of his mind and shaking it.
If not stopped, Walker will be stomping over and grabbing the first heavy object he finds and trying to throw it at the piano.]
[the only heavy object in sight in this room is the bench. he's free to try hefting it up-- but if he does throw it, Neah will likely reach out to divert its path. blinking with a curious little smile.]
..Well, now. He could use some practice, but I don't think it was that horrible. [referring to the invisible piano man, of course. who is still playing.]
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My dear companion here has the hands of a skeleton-- all bones and nothing to move them with.
[..never mind that there's no one else in the room anyway.]
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until then, he's firing out another remark about the invisible pianist's less than adequate playing. really, he may as well be talking to himself.]
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..ah, well.]
But he can hardly play even this one, how could he manage to play anything else?
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just tapping the lid again, sharply.] Pedals, my good man. Use your feet! [..pause.] That is, if you've got any.
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[Shifting a bit more to actually be inside the room, but he doesn't actually more any closer than that.]
Feet and fingers at the same time... that might be too much.
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[leaning over as though to confide a rather loud secret to someone who may or may not be there. he may well be talking to himself, for all he knows.]
..Perhaps you should grow some feet.
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Unless, of course, you'd like to volunteer?
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Come now, have a seat. I promise he doesn't bite.
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Walker snaps out of his daze when he sights Neah and hears his voice--a shudder runs through him, reaching to a currently sealed off part of his mind and shaking it.
If not stopped, Walker will be stomping over and grabbing the first heavy object he finds and trying to throw it at the piano.]
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..Well, now. He could use some practice, but I don't think it was that horrible. [referring to the invisible piano man, of course. who is still playing.]
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When that fails he glares at Neah.]
Shut it up, now. [growl, pinged so hard by this you don't even know.]
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[will let him tug, but he'll block if Walker tries to smash the piano again. siiigh.]
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