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[frimeur]

Gentlemen, gentlemen, hold it! A commendable performance, but the time has passed for the Tchaikovsky.

Well, less use in keeping this ongoing, isn't it?

Gentlemen, it's been a privilege playing with you all tonight. Now, do count off properly.

[ooc: And Wallace Hartley, exit stage left. Feel free to note the songs played: Rossini's William

Comments

[misterblackbird]

Mr. Crehador? You're aboard that ship? For the moment--damn it all, and now that it's sinking--

[frimeur]

Well, of course I'm aboard it, Earl - you and I said our farewells on the dock, don't you remember?

Ah, and a lifeboat - Excusez-moi, s'il vous plait laissez-moi dedans. Déplacez-vous plus de, pas vous?

[misterblackbird]

Perhaps in your mind we did. I don't recall it.

Have you found a lifeboat with room for you? There aren't--I've been told there are only a few of them left.

[frimeur]

I managed to procure some space - now, now, mind the Stradivarius. It's certainly worth more than the shawl you've got on, woman. Ah, Earl...? I'm not certain where this boat shall lead us.

[ruined_arcana]

[frimeur]

Perhaps I am. Let us say, then - ah, you pick - rondo or minuet?

[ruined_arcana]

[frimeur]

Hardly an easy task to keep use of strings when submerged, y'know.