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[mikangirl]

[If you're looking for it, you'll see a few scrabbled attempts at a half-hearted filter before she just gives up, two seconds in. No patience. And her voice is strained far past any attempt at a casual question:]

Straw Hats. Where are you?

[In the last hour before fog rolls in for the night, there is a soda-splashed magical girl navigator,

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[Voice] Half of my Brook tags are for you 8|

[skulljokelol]

[That's a very good question. He hums a little melody, watching the sky from a window before remembering that that question was an actual question. Right, right; the journal then.]

...Ah, home, I do believe! Are you all right?

[Action]

[skulljokelol]

[In another room, the piano starts to play.

The song is not a familiar one, soft and sad and sort of creepy. But somehow any tune sounds cheerier when you hum it, and it's undoubtedly the one he's been following this whole time. The piano continues it's melody, but Brook stops upon finishing his tea.]

Care for a refill? You can have the last of that pot, if you would like. I think I may try the lemon balm.

[Action] Knew I'd lost a tag

[mikangirl]

[...what...]

What piece of music is that?

[Action] /pat

[skulljokelol]

[Not going to take him up on that refill? How sad. There's so much tea leftover and it won't taste quite the same tomorrow. He tsks as he rises, going for another cup himself.]

Which one might you be referring to?

[Action]

[mikangirl]

[Yeah, no. Why the heck are you so ridiculously cheerful about this, Brook.] The one that's playing on the piano.

[Action]

[skulljokelol]

Ah, that one! [His hands are not shaking when he pours the tea; that would just be silly. He hums for a few more seconds, trying to get the tune right.] Hm, it's difficult to be certain - it certainly isn't a melody from our world - but it sounds much like a funeral dirge.

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[mikangirl]

Nobody's dying today. [Said rather flatly, and she'll thrust her cup out at him in the most aggressive request for more tea ever.] Maybe they should find something more cheerful, if they're going to clutter up the house and bang about on your piano without permission.