[The selected few will hear a Rhode's laughter echoing down the hall sometime during the day. She sounds delighted in an evil sort of way, a tone that continues when she speaks:]
Tradition gathered from afar,
Tradition changing those that are,
Normal, yes, to stories old.
Bind them long until the story's told.
Rhode laughs again and
those that
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Lenalee herself can be found lounging on an unbelievably convenient boulder out in the water, a ways from shore and for once headache-free. Modesty also seems to be something she's doing without, because there isn't a stitch of clothing on her- and going by the little smile on her face, she's quite all right with the fact. At length, she rolls over to press her stomach to the rock face, then begin to hum.
Oh, poor, unfortunate souls. ♫ Come out, come out.]
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As he walked and the closer he got, the more set he was on trying to find the source and the more he forgot about his date with his girlfriend.
-wait. He had a girlfriend?
Screw that.]
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[He really is handsome. ♥]
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It must be coming from around that rock, then.]
...Hello?
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[Moving a little closer.]
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What are you doing so far from home? ♫
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I just heard humming and was curious, is all.
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Mm, that was me. I can keep going, if you'd like. Do you want me to?
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If you'd like. It sounds really nice.
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...Thank you.
[She knows her voice is alluring to other men- not a thought occurring out of any arrogance; it's just how a siren's voice is supposed to be- but still, hearing it from him... it makes her feel...
Lenalee blinks hard a few times and resumes humming. It's closer to singing than before, thin little words from a different language probably mixed in somewhere.]
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[He'll listen, naturally, and maybe even get a little closer still.]
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Aren't you warm in all of that? ♫
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