
Congratulations! You survived the first week of Personal Enrichment Class! Or at least, your body did if you feel like astral projecting. It's time to mingle with your fellow students after the Saturday lesson. Maybe get revenge. Or maybe you're going to your room right away. Either way, it's free time! Let loose. Go wild.
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he’ll be in the common room, laying down on one of the couches, or maybe playing solitaire with his cards.
or, maybe… in the so called “practice room”, they might see flat setting up his trombone… ]
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Until he saw the trombone. Oh no. He practically zooms over to where Flat is and puts a hand on his shoulder. ]
Do not.
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it’s just hien.
flat blinks blankly, unsure what hien is trying to say. ]
Do not what?
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Your trombone... there are better acoustics in the lecture hall.
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[ he nods understandingly. ]
But the Instructor doesn’t have a phone in the lecture hall, does she?
[ it’s a genuine question; did he miss something? ]
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He has a blank look on his face, but it feels even more blank as if his soul left his body. ]
... She said she wants to hear something else, like soft piano melodies.
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in the dullest voice possible: ]
She can go on the Internet, then.
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[ Is that what it is?? Because it's starting to get under his. ]
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[ flat pauses, looking like he’s genuinely thinking about this.
after a few seconds, he nods, shrugging nonchalantly. ]
I guess I am. Sure, let’s go with that. I mean lots of people already think I’m kind of annoying and stupid, so I’m just going all out.
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Alright. ]
Guess I'm learning something new today.
[ That Flat is self-aware. Amazing. ]
Anyway, I'd like it if you didn't play your trombone longer than two hours.
[ He's half expecting Flat to say no. ]
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[ now that’s a tune that flat can understand. he glances at the walls of the booth, and then back at hien. ]
Maybe that’s why Mister Sabo had checked in on me on Thursday… I thought he was worried I had been trapped or that he wanted to see me play. [ he sounds just a little disappointed ] Is this not sound proof?
[ no, he didn’t realize this. ]
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[ So Flat didn't realize. Well, he gets it. ]
Though I asked the Instructor for it, I dunno when it'll get done. Are you used to every wall being soundproofed?
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Common Room
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leaving the trombone half set up, flat opens the door to greet sholmes with a bright smile. ]
Good evening, Mister Sholmes. How are you!?
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You intend to spend a few hours inside this room once again, don't you?
[He remembers Flat spent maaaany hours perfecting the Nyancat]
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[ he nods! ]
Hien said I could do it for two hours.
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[He points at the fake bomb on the table over there. Spoilers: the glitter canisters are definitely exploding, hah]
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[ he gasps! ]
What are you experimenting, Mister Sholmes?
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Hm, hm, hm...when I see something that cannot be explained, I feel the ardent desire to find an explanation for it. That is what tonight I will do with this facsimile of a bomb. I will figure out...
[He throws a hand towards the bomb sitting there]
...how the wires reappear, unharmed, if you cut them in the wrong order!
[It could be revolutionary! Unfortunately for him, a severe enough failure that makes this explode means he wouldn't be able to try again, and failure is a foregone conclusion because this common room will be full of glitter in the morning.
Oh well, he tried]
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Interested in playing a card game with more than just yourself?
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[ flat's expression lights up upon seeing the older man, and even more so when he offers to play cards with him. how could he say no? ]
Absolutely. [ with a fluid motion, flat sweeps the cards up into his hands, quickly organizing them into a deck. with that done, he'll place them in front of sabo. ] You can pick the game, sir.
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Let's see...
[ he'll shuffle the cards idly as he thinks of good games that the two of them can play that wouldn't be quick. you know, just judging from how they both likely are. ]
Are you familiar with the card game "crazy eights"?
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[ he bobs his head excitedly. game!!
i, on the other hand, had to look up a video on youtube ]
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also sabo has no idea who those are, and will ask in a moment, but is happy that flat understands the game and will begin to deal them each eight cards before placing the deck into the middle between them.
upon flipping the top card, it will reveal a three of hearts. (also so i'm not coming up with things full out of my ass, i pulled out eight cards aside using this.) ]
Le Chien and Caules are two of your friends, I take?