.:02:.

[heaven_piercer]

[Lockon's sitting against a tree somewhere in the park, eyes closed, and apparently hasn't realized he's on the second level. He's a little troubled from an earlier conversation with Allelujah about whether each of them died or not, something he's still not really worked his way through.]

Tch, of course I only end up thinking of this stuff now.

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[deviousintent]

It's the disease that's going around.

[heaven_piercer]

Disease?

[deviousintent]

[Nod.] It all starts with the singing, and then you start dancing until you can't take it anymore. There's only one cure for it, but some people say it's even worse.

[heaven_piercer]

And what would that be, praytell?

[humallelujah]

[Allelujah looks like there's something on his mind. He goes to say something to Lockon, and ends up singing.]

♫I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here

And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest♫

[... Pause. Horrified look. He turns beet red.]

I... I uh... uh...

[heaven_piercer]

[For whatever depression he had just been in, Allelujah singing + what Allelujah is singing = bwuh?]

...

Allelujah?

[humallelujah]

[He just looks absolutely terrified, but there is still music in the damn background, and he's being forced to sing.]

♫What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?

And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you♫

[He cuts off, and puts his head in his hands, kind of wishing he could disappear right now.]

You get a blank post while Lockon tries to get his brain working.

[heaven_piercer]