♫ sixth song; ♫ wait till the sun gets here

[sing_my_faith]

Ah...there's no choir practice today, and I actually don't recommend coming down here. I don't know how many are in here; I don't think there's that many, but--well, it just wouldn't be a good idea to come down today.

Does anyone know where these demons came from?

[OOC: False calm is false. Kyrie's stuck in the choir room because every time she

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[rev_it_up]

... Need a hand?

[voice post]

[sing_my_faith]

Aaah...

[Ignore the chomping in the background, those chairs can be replaced.]

It's okay. They're ignoring me so long as I stay still.

[rev_it_up]

Shit--

On my way.

[voice post]

[sing_my_faith]

You--

Be careful.

[... and have a nero]

[rev_it_up]

'Course.

[And, a few moments later, la! in typical sparda panache, he kicks down the door and decimates the few nearest tentacle monster babies with an offhand sweep of his sword.]

Forgot my armor, sorry.

[But he grins.]

[sing_my_faith]

[She is sitting on a chair in the far corner of the room, near the piano, and has just started to nudge the tentacled thing that had begun to chew on the leg of her chair. Thank goodness the boots she wears are thick. She smiles at him, part sheepish, part nervous thanks to having been stuck in the room for a while.]

Nero!