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[onemoredeath]

[It's a theater - anyone could see that because of the amount of ropes, pulleys and backdrops all hanging around the place. Of course there were also the actors themselves, half out of costumes and makeup, lounging around the piano and various bits of furniture. The netbook was set up in such a way that it caught most of the people around, including a rather amused Takegami sitting at the piano it self. He was also not as fancy dressed as normal - longish hair curling around his face, arms bared and jewelry glinting on wrists and fingers.

One of the actors - a woman with wild hair and wilder face paint - leans in close to him and in a serious sing-song tone, starts talking.]

Seems a down right shame.

[Takkegami laughs and plays a couple chords.]

Shame?

What a nice, plump frame.

Frame?

Business needs a lift. Debts need to be erased. Seems a down right shame, with meat being as it is, what it is, if you get it?

Ah!

Good. You've got it.

[Takegami laughs yet again, and starts playing a version of this song, accompanied by the actor and he himself singing Todd's parts. Once done, he leans in to the netbook and blows a kiss at the watching public before turning it off.]

Comments

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[onemoredeath]

Only if you know where to look for them, and if you're good enough to remember it all.

Sweeney Todd is considered a classic by these good folk.

[itsmagicallydelicious]

i probably wouldn't make a good actor
bad memory

it's a classic where i come from too
just didn't think it was a wartime pick

[onemoredeath]

I have always found that in the time of war, people like to be scared about other things besides that war.

[itsmagicallydelicious]

i guess
if that's your thing
it's as good a distraction as any

[He's never been a fan of gristlier entertainment -- he wonders, though, if nowadays he would laugh at this sort of thing.

[onemoredeath]

I suppose it can be that.

[itsmagicallydelicious]

what would you call it?

[onemoredeath]

Something to fill in the time.

[itsmagicallydelicious]

you've no interest in the war, then?

[onemoredeath]

What can a bartender do in the middle of a battle field?

[itsmagicallydelicious]

about as much as a journalist can do
they didn't give you a weapon?

[onemoredeath]

I chose some rings.

[itsmagicallydelicious]

any idea what they do?

[onemoredeath]

Nothing. They are just showy little beasts on my hands.

[itsmagicallydelicious]

poetic
you've tried them?

[onemoredeath]

They are rings; what is there to try?

[itsmagicallydelicious]

i wouldn't know
i've never used rings
but it's a little premature to say 'nothing' without trying anything, isn't it

[onemoredeath]

I suppose there is that.

[itsmagicallydelicious]

you might not be interested
but it is a possible way to defend yourself

[onemoredeath]

I suppose it can be.

[He really shouldn't do this but it can be so much fun to make people believe that he had no defenses.]

[itsmagicallydelicious]

[Kariya, in turn, is only mildly concerned about someone who purports to stay out of the fighting; he's merely curious as to how someone can ignore what's sitting on their fingers.]

you're not interested in leaving?

[onemoredeath]

I was staring at death back home; this is just a pleasant interlude.

[itsmagicallydelicious]

... that's fair
sorry for prying

[onemoredeath]

I do not consider it prying. It is just a fact that is a part of my life were I to go back.

[itsmagicallydelicious]

you're not the only one
who doesn't want to go back
i've met others, so
there should be a way for transports to stay

[onemoredeath]

There may be one, but we do not know. Yet.