The mun is putting all of her pups in, because she got into Uni and she has to celebrate somehow!

[aphros_born]

Aphrodite . . . well, she isn't there. But there's the faintest scent of fresh cherries on the air, and vanilla, and people might find themselves smiling for no apparent reason and wanting to find their nearest and dearest and remind them how important they are. But the Goddess herself is conspicuous by her absence from this line-up

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[destroy_restart]

Tower is watching Miho, his cigar smoke softly drifting towards her from thirty feet away or so.

[twiststheblade]

The cigar smoke gives him away. Miho turns when she smells it, raises an eyebrow at Tower, and idly spins one of her shuriken between her fingers, half-wondering what would happen if she sent it into his forehead. But she doesn't throw it - that would be rude.

[destroy_restart]

Oh, she could send it into his forehead, no problem. As long as she doesn't ruin this delightful cigar.

[twiststheblade]

Perhaps one day she'll try it, but she's not in the mood right now. She walks down the lane to pick out her shuriken from the target instead.

[ostro_goth]

Teja has fallen silent, his fingers stilled on the strings of his guitar, quite a while ago. Now that he hears the faint musical whisper, he looks around the seat of his chair to see who it is.

Ahhh, Tonio!

Reading -- sheets of something he doesn't understand. Is that how they write down music in the future?

[signore_treschi]

Tonio notes the face peering around the back of a chair, and smiles.

"Hello, Teja," he says conversationally. "How does the day find you?"

[ostro_goth]

"I finds the whole place, not just me, somewhat darkened," Teja says. "We are under a malicious attack."

Pause, while curiosity gets the better of him. "Is that written music?"

[signore_treschi]

Tonio frowns at the first part of the statement, but is then distracted by the second question.

"It is," he says. "It's simpler than it looks - I could teach you, if you like?"