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[mend_and_defend]

It's been a pretty slow day in Mainframe, so Bob figured he might as well hang out in Milliways for a while.

And as long as he's here, he figured he might as well play his guitar.

And as long as he's playing his guitar, he figured he might as well make use of the gift Mouse made for his birthday

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[will_scarlett]

Will's feeling a little better after talking to Belle and sees a blue man playing an instrument that kind of looks like a lute but not fully and there are lights, the music's nice though, so very confused medieval man watching Bob.

[mend_and_defend]

Bob is too busy RAWKING OUT to notice that he has an audience at this point.

[will_scarlett]

The rocking out ups the confusion since that kind of motion is usually connected with pain in Will's time, so Will asks, "Are ye well, sir?"

[mend_and_defend]

Bob looks up abruptly. "What?"

[lordofravens]

Can Bob even hear Roäc's raucous complaining about the noise level of that infernal instrument of his?

Which is more bird-profanity than anything English [or whatever language you speak].

Sometimes it sucks being a bird, with better hearing than humans...

[mend_and_defend]

Probably not, as he's too busy headbanging at the moment.

[lordofravens]

Well then.

A more direct approach should do.

A jab of the beak to ... skull? shell? whatever it is that keeps the processor inside Bob's head should get the Guardian's attention...

[mend_and_defend]

"OWWWWW!"

The music stops abruptly, because Bob has just let go of the guitar in order to grab his scalp with both hands.