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A loud, rhythmic banging was coming from Eos' cabin.

- @time-vertigo

[Crumb pauses in his patrol at the sound. Curiously, he scampers over to the window of the cabin, peering inside.]

Eos was playing her makeshift tabor with a soft smile on her face. Helios was also there, saying or singing something by the looks of it, though his voice was inaudible between the drumming and the window.

[Crumb hops up and down to the beat of the drum, smiling. He hadn't heard music that sounded like home in quite some time.]

Helios spotted Crumb and startled.

Eos stopped playing and turned around, beckoning for him to enter.

[Crumb's cheeks grow a faint shade of pink, though it's hard to tell from under the fur.]

I apologies, your Highness. It is ungentlemanly to peer as I did.

Eos giggled.

'Tis fine, 'tis fine, 'tis unladylike to cause such a ruckus, and each guy o'errides the other.

Music is not ruckus, your highness.

Ruckus enough to cause your peering, I meant.

I was drawn in by music, not ruckus.

Well, would the sound of a lute or clavichord have traveled through the walls?

If the walls are thin and the playing is loud.

Clavichords aren't loud.

You know what I mean, your highness.

She laughed.

Point is, you're forgiven.

Thank you, your highness.

Goodness, I haven't played since I fell into this real-dream, I'm rather out of form.

Nonsense, friend, thou art well, and thou art having fun, and that's what matters!

Indeed. Though my ear is not as trained in music as it is in fighting, it sounded rather nice.

Eos smiled sheepishly.

I was attempting to compose a comedic ballad of our misadventures here in Hatchetfield.

'T'was rubbish.

I was warming up.

I will admit I could not hear it as well as the drum.

Good.

Eos ribbed playfully, causing Helios to huff.

I'd like to see you do better.

[Crumb chuckles.]

I'm sure it was a lovely first draft.

Thank you, Sir Crumb.

You are most welcome.

Perhaps I should try again.

Helios cleared his throat.

[Crumb sits, ready to politely listen.]

Eos began to play again.

O, my dearest friend Selene

Said, "Go down to the Wood,"

And I did as she bade

Which did not turn out good!

[Crumb smiles, clapping along to the beat.]

I wandered into a different wood,

With leaves a different green

And as I turned to go back home

Well, I couldn't believe what I'd seen!

What did you see?

[Crumb's eyes were big and wide.]

I saw not my castle home,

And so I began to roam

Through the Witchwood, I went far

And, exiting, I found a car!

One of those mechanical carriages, yes?

You changed the rhyme scheme.

Well, fuck.

Eos giggled, ceasing her drumming as Helios sighed in defeat.

Oh...I had not even noticed.

T'was better than last time, though the bar was deep beneath the Earth.

I'm sure with practice it will become quite the tale!

Eos shrugged and continued playing as Helios sulked.

A loud, rhythmic banging was coming from Eos' cabin.

- @time-vertigo

[Crumb pauses in his patrol at the sound. Curiously, he scampers over to the window of the cabin, peering inside.]

Eos was playing her makeshift tabor with a soft smile on her face. Helios was also there, saying or singing something by the looks of it, though his voice was inaudible between the drumming and the window.

[Crumb hops up and down to the beat of the drum, smiling. He hadn't heard music that sounded like home in quite some time.]

Helios spotted Crumb and startled.

Eos stopped playing and turned around, beckoning for him to enter.

[Crumb's cheeks grow a faint shade of pink, though it's hard to tell from under the fur.]

I apologies, your Highness. It is ungentlemanly to peer as I did.

Eos giggled.

'Tis fine, 'tis fine, 'tis unladylike to cause such a ruckus, and each guy o'errides the other.

Music is not ruckus, your highness.

Ruckus enough to cause your peering, I meant.

I was drawn in by music, not ruckus.

Well, would the sound of a lute or clavichord have traveled through the walls?

If the walls are thin and the playing is loud.

Clavichords aren't loud.

You know what I mean, your highness.

She laughed.

Point is, you're forgiven.

Thank you, your highness.

Goodness, I haven't played since I fell into this real-dream, I'm rather out of form.

Nonsense, friend, thou art well, and thou art having fun, and that's what matters!

Indeed. Though my ear is not as trained in music as it is in fighting, it sounded rather nice.

Eos smiled sheepishly.

I was attempting to compose a comedic ballad of our misadventures here in Hatchetfield.

'T'was rubbish.

I was warming up.

I will admit I could not hear it as well as the drum.

Good.

Eos ribbed playfully, causing Helios to huff.

I'd like to see you do better.

[Crumb chuckles.]

I'm sure it was a lovely first draft.

Thank you, Sir Crumb.

You are most welcome.

Perhaps I should try again.

Helios cleared his throat.

[Crumb sits, ready to politely listen.]

Eos began to play again.

O, my dearest friend Selene

Said, "Go down to the Wood,"

And I did as she bade

Which did not turn out good!

[Crumb smiles, clapping along to the beat.]

I wandered into a different wood,

With leaves a different green

And as I turned to go back home

Well, I couldn't believe what I'd seen!

What did you see?

[Crumb's eyes were big and wide.]

I saw not my castle home,

And so I began to roam

Through the Witchwood, I went far

And, exiting, I found a car!

One of those mechanical carriages, yes?

You changed the rhyme scheme.

Well, fuck.

Eos giggled, ceasing her drumming as Helios sighed in defeat.

Oh...I had not even noticed.

T'was better than last time, though the bar was deep beneath the Earth.

A loud, rhythmic banging was coming from Eos' cabin.

- @time-vertigo

[Crumb pauses in his patrol at the sound. Curiously, he scampers over to the window of the cabin, peering inside.]

Eos was playing her makeshift tabor with a soft smile on her face. Helios was also there, saying or singing something by the looks of it, though his voice was inaudible between the drumming and the window.

[Crumb hops up and down to the beat of the drum, smiling. He hadn't heard music that sounded like home in quite some time.]

Helios spotted Crumb and startled.

Eos stopped playing and turned around, beckoning for him to enter.

[Crumb's cheeks grow a faint shade of pink, though it's hard to tell from under the fur.]

I apologies, your Highness. It is ungentlemanly to peer as I did.

Eos giggled.

'Tis fine, 'tis fine, 'tis unladylike to cause such a ruckus, and each guy o'errides the other.

Music is not ruckus, your highness.

Ruckus enough to cause your peering, I meant.

I was drawn in by music, not ruckus.

Well, would the sound of a lute or clavichord have traveled through the walls?

If the walls are thin and the playing is loud.

Clavichords aren't loud.

You know what I mean, your highness.

She laughed.

Point is, you're forgiven.

Thank you, your highness.

Goodness, I haven't played since I fell into this real-dream, I'm rather out of form.

Nonsense, friend, thou art well, and thou art having fun, and that's what matters!

A loud, rhythmic banging was coming from Eos' cabin.

- @time-vertigo

[Crumb pauses in his patrol at the sound. Curiously, he scampers over to the window of the cabin, peering inside.]

Eos was playing her makeshift tabor with a soft smile on her face. Helios was also there, saying or singing something by the looks of it, though his voice was inaudible between the drumming and the window.

[Crumb hops up and down to the beat of the drum, smiling. He hadn't heard music that sounded like home in quite some time.]

Helios spotted Crumb and startled.

Eos stopped playing and turned around, beckoning for him to enter.

[Crumb's cheeks grow a faint shade of pink, though it's hard to tell from under the fur.]

I apologies, your Highness. It is ungentlemanly to peer as I did.

Eos giggled.

'Tis fine, 'tis fine, 'tis unladylike to cause such a ruckus, and each guy o'errides the other.

Music is not ruckus, your highness.

Ruckus enough to cause your peering, I meant.

I was drawn in by music, not ruckus.

Well, would the sound of a lute or clavichord have traveled through the walls?

If the walls are thin and the playing is loud.

Clavichords aren't loud.

You know what I mean, your highness.

She laughed.

Point is, you're forgiven.

A loud, rhythmic banging was coming from Eos' cabin.

- @time-vertigo

[Crumb pauses in his patrol at the sound. Curiously, he scampers over to the window of the cabin, peering inside.]

Eos was playing her makeshift tabor with a soft smile on her face. Helios was also there, saying or singing something by the looks of it, though his voice was inaudible between the drumming and the window.

[Crumb hops up and down to the beat of the drum, smiling. He hadn't heard music that sounded like home in quite some time.]

Helios spotted Crumb and startled.

Eos stopped playing and turned around, beckoning for him to enter.

[Crumb's cheeks grow a faint shade of pink, though it's hard to tell from under the fur.]

I apologies, your Highness. It is ungentlemanly to peer as I did.

Eos giggled.

'Tis fine, 'tis fine, 'tis unladylike to cause such a ruckus, and each guy o'errides the other.

Music is not ruckus, your highness.

Ruckus enough to cause your peering, I meant.

I was drawn in by music, not ruckus.

Well, would the sound of a lute or clavichord have traveled through the walls?

If the walls are thin and the playing is loud.

Clavichords aren't loud.

A loud, rhythmic banging was coming from Eos' cabin.

- @time-vertigo

[Crumb pauses in his patrol at the sound. Curiously, he scampers over to the window of the cabin, peering inside.]

Eos was playing her makeshift tabor with a soft smile on her face. Helios was also there, saying or singing something by the looks of it, though his voice was inaudible between the drumming and the window.

[Crumb hops up and down to the beat of the drum, smiling. He hadn't heard music that sounded like home in quite some time.]

Helios spotted Crumb and startled.

Eos stopped playing and turned around, beckoning for him to enter.

[Crumb's cheeks grow a faint shade of pink, though it's hard to tell from under the fur.]

I apologies, your Highness. It is ungentlemanly to peer as I did.

Eos giggled.

'Tis fine, 'tis fine, 'tis unladylike to cause such a ruckus, and each guy o'errides the other.

Music is not ruckus, your highness.

Ruckus enough to cause your peering, I meant.

I was drawn in by music, not ruckus.

Well, would the sound of a lute or clavichord have traveled through the walls?

A loud, rhythmic banging was coming from Eos' cabin.

- @time-vertigo

[Crumb pauses in his patrol at the sound. Curiously, he scampers over to the window of the cabin, peering inside.]

Eos was playing her makeshift tabor with a soft smile on her face. Helios was also there, saying or singing something by the looks of it, though his voice was inaudible between the drumming and the window.

[Crumb hops up and down to the beat of the drum, smiling. He hadn't heard music that sounded like home in quite some time.]

Helios spotted Crumb and startled.

Eos stopped playing and turned around, beckoning for him to enter.

[Crumb's cheeks grow a faint shade of pink, though it's hard to tell from under the fur.]

I apologies, your Highness. It is ungentlemanly to peer as I did.

Eos giggled.

'Tis fine, 'tis fine, 'tis unladylike to cause such a ruckus, and each guy o'errides the other.

Music is not ruckus, your highness.

Ruckus enough to cause your peering, I meant.

A loud, rhythmic banging was coming from Eos' cabin.

- @time-vertigo

[Crumb pauses in his patrol at the sound. Curiously, he scampers over to the window of the cabin, peering inside.]

Eos was playing her makeshift tabor with a soft smile on her face. Helios was also there, saying or singing something by the looks of it, though his voice was inaudible between the drumming and the window.

[Crumb hops up and down to the beat of the drum, smiling. He hadn't heard music that sounded like home in quite some time.]

Helios spotted Crumb and startled.

Eos stopped playing and turned around, beckoning for him to enter.

[Crumb's cheeks grow a faint shade of pink, though it's hard to tell from under the fur.]

I apologies, your Highness. It is ungentlemanly to peer as I did.

Eos giggled.

'Tis fine, 'tis fine, 'tis unladylike to cause such a ruckus, and each guy o'errides the other.

A loud, rhythmic banging was coming from Eos' cabin.

- @time-vertigo

[Crumb pauses in his patrol at the sound. Curiously, he scampers over to the window of the cabin, peering inside.]

Eos was playing her makeshift tabor with a soft smile on her face. Helios was also there, saying or singing something by the looks of it, though his voice was inaudible between the drumming and the window.

[Crumb hops up and down to the beat of the drum, smiling. He hadn't heard music that sounded like home in quite some time.]

#he's so cute tjshtsjtshst

Helios spotted Crumb and startled.

Eos stopped playing and turned around, beckoning for him to enter.

A loud, rhythmic banging was coming from Eos' cabin.

- @time-vertigo

[Crumb pauses in his patrol at the sound. Curiously, he scampers over to the window of the cabin, peering inside.]