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[theotherrookie]

"Well, pirates enjoy making an entrance, you know?"

Plus, some caution was in order while they were heading to a place that was not as used to their presence. They were bound to be fashionably late. Though not in this case, as the room grew a bit darker as they spoke.

"Granny! There's a giant boat outside!"

"I guess Poseidon is in a good mood today." Rook mused.

[darksideoftheshadows]

Shade smiled, "Shall we go out to meet them then? It would be rude to leave them waiting too long, wouldn't it?"

[theotherrookie]

"I only had to run to the other side of the world." She mused, "And I appreciate it. You're already doing a lot coming along on this trip when I don't even know what's in it for us."

The box was shut and set aside. "We'll be off as soon as Josh gets here. It takes a while to get a flying ship across the ocean."

[darksideoftheshadows]

"I would believe a flying ship would cross much faster than a normal ship, as it's not bound to the whims of the waves of Poseidon," he mused, "And think nothing of it. You and your family have been an absolute delight. And I am nothing if not an old man who likes to socialize."

[theotherrookie]

"Better than thinking back to it." Rook moved to sit down on the bed and placed the box on her legs. She reached with two fingers in the space between the wall and the headboard to retrieve the key to the lock.

"Oh, it's just some stuff I was hiding. Stuff dad wouldn't have let me wear, money, my USB pens. I don't even remember what I saved on these." She turned the box around to show its contents. "I was getting ready to run, if things got really bad. I guess I could use the money to buy something nice for my nephews."

[darksideoftheshadows]

Shade gave a soft smile, "How far you've come. You seem like you're in a better place now. And if you're not, you know you can always come to me for help."

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[theotherrookie]

Rook looked back, pondering properly whether she should agree to it. "…Sure. You'll probably think I'm a major nerd afterwards, but I guess that counts as my first research paper."

At last, a panel at the back of the closet came off. Rook set it aside, then pulled out a small locked box. "Hell yes. I’m taking this home."

[darksideoftheshadows]

"You're more like me than you know," Shade hummed, "I've dropped off my own journals with people for them to read, simply because it's easier than explaining." He leaned over Rook, "What is that?"

[theotherrookie]

"Well, I always had a thing for subverting expectations."

The journal was set aside as Rook went back to digging, this time inside her closet. "At least that one doesn't fall under our rule of secrecy and can be read in full. I had no idea what I was in for at the time, I was just trying to get mum to come back."

[darksideoftheshadows]

He picked up a journal, "Do you mind if I take this and read it when I have free time? I don't want to miss this opportunity to snoop about you," he joked.

[carusources]

Give an isekai light novel title that describes my muse

Like "That Time When I Defeated The Evil Doctor By Eating 1000 Apples".

[theotherrookie]

She declined the offer with a wave of her hand. "He hurt this family enough, I'm not helping him cause more pain. Scare him all you want, though. That's fine."

Her father could rot wherever he was at the moment. The journal was more interesting anyways.

"This is one of the first banned books. I wrote all my notes about the ghosts in this instead of, I don't know, programming something he was going to steal from me. Want to have a look?"

[darksideoftheshadows]

Shade leaned over to look at the cover, "You know, I'm not quite used to people handing me their journals to read. Typically it's the other way around."

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[theotherrookie]

"Mh– No. I already had my share of digital brains. You know, my room isn't as interesting as the little cell I had at dad's company. The view from the window is nice though."

Some more digging brought up an old journal. "I thought dad burned this too."

[darksideoftheshadows]

"Are you glad he didn't?" Shade asked, peering over to look at the cover. "Is your father still alive? I can quickly rectify that."

[theotherrookie]

Rook nodded quietly, taking a moment to pull out an old textbook before tossing it on the bed in the corner.

"So you always had some tune going while you did your thing. Willow does it too when she thinks it's funny. Are they still around?"

[darksideoftheshadows]

Shade rubbed his chin, "I know for a fact that Isaac retired. He's quite old. Though I don't know where he is. He could be in jail, or he could have died. I haven't talked to him in quite awhile. But I do know Clifford DeVoe- well he's a complicated situation. I believe he died from cancer and then came back as code."

[theotherrookie]

She tilted her head, "That could be fun. It's just hard to forget how much I hated it when I was little."

There were more interesting things in that room she wanted to dig up anyway. Rook went back to poking around, before pausing to look back. "Wasn't there some guy who went around calling himself Fiddler?"

[darksideoftheshadows]

"Yes, that kind of feeling is one that is nigh impossible to get rid of," Shade leaned on his cane, "Ah, yes. Isaac Bowin. We were good friends during my time as a costumed criminal. Between him, me and the Thinker people called us old married men."

[theotherrookie]

"That's nice of you to say." she conceded, "I've just never been invested in it and I think that spoils the music. It was one of those good little girl things I was forced to do."

She shut the case, running her hand over her initials before looking up. "I've been in my room for two minutes and I'm already getting all mushy."

[darksideoftheshadows]

Shade hummed, "Have you considered playing it as a fiddle, instead of as a violin?" He asked, cocking his head, "They're the same instrument, just played differently?"

[theotherrookie]

Rook knew perfectly she wouldn't be ignored for long. Yet, hearing applause caught her off guard and almost made her drop everything.

She eyed the violin, shrugging before moving to put it away, " Well, I'm still awful at this."

[darksideoftheshadows]

"You're not nearly as bad as you think you are. But if you truly think so, practice makes perfection," he praised.

[theotherrookie]

The music was coming from the bedroom the furthest down the hallway. Rook was standing with her back to the door while playing a tune on her old violin.

She was doing a rather good job, considering she had not touched that forsaken thing in years.

[darksideoftheshadows]

Shade made sure to stay quiet, never one to interrupt a performance if he didn't need to, despite what others may say. Of course they would think he did it often, not knowing how often he slipped by silently.

Instead he stood silently to watch and listen, waiting until she was done to clap.

[theotherrookie]

"Oh, I know what might."

The library was a testament to the three generations who lived in that house. There were all kinds of books about the most varied topics and an armchair in case whoever wandered in wanted to spend some quality time with one of the books in absolute silence.

Although that would be the case on most days, as the sound of a violin came from the other room.

[darksideoftheshadows]

Shade tilted his head, following the sound. Rook had certainly not mentioned anyone who could play violin in her family, so he was curious.