[The music room is always going to be Sigrun's comfort and home, even if that stupid rune on the wall is a burning reminder of the person she's mad at right now, and while Black will surely be the first to arrive (he has to teach her how to play the piano softly before she breaks this thing) anyone else is welcome to come hear her blow her frustrations out to a fast-paced flute tune.
There's no real song there. It's just nice.
When she's finished her flasks she'll stop by the bar for some more, and while Sigrun'll gladly stop to chat anyone who wants to chat up, it's clear she's not entirely... okay. Mostly because she seems itching to leave and return to the music room from whence she came.
Much, much later though, room 5's door is kept ajar; not quite closed, but enough that if your name begins with M and ends with ettaton you're not really welcome right now. Mostly... because she doesn't know what to say outside of just. Yelling.
(He's still welcome to come by. It just won't be nice.)
What she's doing is just laying with her hands folded over her stomach, staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out a good way to honor Megumi's death. And just hers. Fuck Inviting.]
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There's no real song there. It's just nice.
When she's finished her flasks she'll stop by the bar for some more, and while Sigrun'll gladly stop to chat anyone who wants to chat up, it's clear she's not entirely... okay. Mostly because she seems itching to leave and return to the music room from whence she came.
Much, much later though, room 5's door is kept ajar; not quite closed, but enough that if your name begins with M and ends with ettaton you're not really welcome right now. Mostly... because she doesn't know what to say outside of just. Yelling.
(He's still welcome to come by. It just won't be nice.)
What she's doing is just laying with her hands folded over her stomach, staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out a good way to honor Megumi's death. And just hers. Fuck Inviting.]