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"The emotional part of music is what's important anyway. You succeeded there!"
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"I think that may have been it!" Pic states. No malice or anger was in his voice, just joyful relief.
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Pic threw up his hands while on the floor. "My magic is unpredictable sometimes! Not all melodies work the way I think they should"
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"That's the first time that's happened in a long time," he says, stifling laughter.
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Pic nodded, then was taken so aback by Elans singing, that he stopped singing. Additionally, the loop attempted to morph to the new noise, but there was nothing to morph to. As such, the brace snapped and Ave fell down, bringing Pic down with her. Pic sighed, and then let out a small laugh and smile.
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Pic looked confused at this, but shrugged and kept walking. He hummed a little louder to compensate for the lack of other vocals, and the staff wrapped tighter around Ave's leg.
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Pic noticed this, then hummed a steady marching beat and looped it on his staff. The staff got sent down to Ave's hurt leg, and she felt a small surge of stability. "The effect gets larger when you sing along," Pic remarked, making sure that he positioned himself to be the most useful support to Aventine.
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Pic offers a hand to Aventine.
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Pic heaves himself to his feet, wobbles a little bit, then stands firm. "You want me to walk you there? The healer did say for you to stay put, right?"
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Pic collapses, sweat running down his face. “Finally,” he sighs, “He’s taken care of.”
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Pic instinctively shifts his music to accommodate this new noise, but it does not seem to have much of an effect on JM. If anything, he is now skipping a few breaths. Pic grows more frantic and adds a rumbling bassline to compensate.
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Pic's focus intensifies on the song, adding another layer on the waltz, then looping the melody so that he can rest for a few seconds. However, one Pic himself stops singing and the loop takes over for him, JM's breathing becomes more ragged. Pic notices this after a few seconds, and begins picking up the melody with a panicked look on his face. JM's breathing stops deteriorating, but it doesn't get any better. Pic's face turns from panic to extreme worry and focus.
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Pic nods. "It would be more helpful if he or another person joined in the song, but that's not possible on his end."
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The Relationship Advice Thread, by Dr. Calano
Cash67 replied to Going_North_cal's topic in Social Groups, Clans, & Guilds
Also counterpoint to you not being a nerd... you showed up to DS 2023..... ONE OF US! ONE OF US! ONE OF US! -
Pic starts frantically humming, varying between generes, then focuses on Jar Man's breathing. He proceeds to hum a steady waltz, focusing on how Jar Man needs to be breathing. The waltz swells with every inhale, and deflates with every exhale. Soon, his breathing stabilized, but not much more changes. JM isn't getting any worse, but he isn't getting any better either. "That's all I can do," Pic responds. "He needs more help than I can give."
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Pic’s chuckle grows into a full on laugh, and he laughs for a few seconds, then quiets down. “Oh that was needed,” he hums triumphantly. “Would you all like some music?” He abruptly asks. “It’ll help me feel better, and I’m wondering if it would help the two of you. “ Pic sits up quickly and summons his musical staff, ready to react.
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Pic smiled sadly, “That assumes that we are not as crazy as you are.” Pic let out a chuckle mirroring Aventine’s laugh.
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“If you say so Ave.” Pic resumed his humming, now performing a more somber tune.
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I know that's the truth, Pic thought. "Who's eyes?"
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The Relationship Advice Thread, by Dr. Calano
Cash67 replied to Going_North_cal's topic in Social Groups, Clans, & Guilds
The two ain’t exclusive. I happen to both be a nerd and like social interaction! -
Pic confusion, excitement, and longing to know this person came out in a flood of questions, none of which he expected to be answered. “How was he so… composed? Did he find people who tolerated my magic as this clinic did? Did he find a place he belonged? Was he… happy?”
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Pic stopped humming at this point. “He didn’t get the support I did? He had to struggle?”
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“So my doppe-tcha-call-it was there? It’s like I turned out different somewhere else? Someone else… grew up with what I did?”
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“What’s that?”
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“Oh yeah, that’s why we went there. The fight must have messed me up too, cause I saw myself! I still haven’t had a chance to show TAAron the crystal rod. Wonder if he remembers that.”
