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[somethingspecial]

[People have gone home. Sebastian is a demon. Ciel Phantomhive is on a skyscraper. And some weird priestess girl can apparently sense evil.

So what does Rachel Berry have to say about this?

Have our resident diva carefully setting up the PCD on her windowsill, looking uncertainly at the camera. When she's assured that it's recording, she peers into it like this is the most important question she will ever ask anyone in her entire life.]

Does anyone have a piano or any other musical instruments? Oh, and I need a sound system. Preferably surround, if that sort of thing is available around here.

[And she pauses to contemplate this.]

And has anyone tried holy water on this whole 'demon' problem? I mean, I don't believe in it, but I think Quinn told me once that holy water can melt sin. Or something.

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[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

[... Have a confused Roy. PCD =/= A Fruit.]

Like a PA? Only... recordable?

[somethingspecial]

Right! Exactly! Just because I'm stuck in another world doesn't mean I can't continue practicing.

[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

What, exactly?

[somethingspecial]

I'm the lead vocalist of New Directions, the glee club at my school! I have to keep my voice in top shape or I'll get out of practice.

[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

[Right. Because... that made sense to him...]

Which requires a piano and a sound system?

[somethingspecial]

I can sing acapella, obviously, but I'd like a piano to provide backup if possible. And the sound system lets me practice with speakers. It sounds different.

[... that and playing a piano would make her feel a lot better and more at home. Not that she'd admit this.]

[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

I heard there was a piano here. Whether it's been moved or not is another question.

[somethingspecial]

That's what Remus said. It's at the casino, I guess.

I'll make Edward or Alphonse go with me.

[Because like hell is she wandering outside by herself, there could be gang violence or something.]

[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

Oh, then it has moved. Unless of course the Casino moved to it.

The boys? To play music to?

[somethingspecial]

Well, I'm not walking there by myself, there are demons outside.

[Like she's talking about the weather.]

[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

[He just stares, and looks away for just a moment enough to stifle his chuckle.]

Yes. Then you know those boys have potential?

Just don't go by the library.

[somethingspecial]

... potential for what? Singing?

[Roy, do not even tell her this, she will totally enlist them.]

... and why?

[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

[Oh, dear.]

[somethingspecial]

... because if they are, I'll need to test their aptitude.

[saintedsinner]

Don't.

Just.. stop trying.


-=He's given up on comprehending her a long time ago.=-

[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

[Have a chuckle, Ed~]

There's a problem.

[saintedsinner]

What problem?

[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

Stopping.

[saintedsinner]

-=aaaaaaawww fuu-- =-

You got roped in, didn't you!

[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

To what, exactly?

Pleasant conversation with a pretty young thing?

[somethingspecial]

[sdklhgs what.]

Thanks!

[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

[Lalala~]

A statement of truth needs no thanks.

[followstheflame]

...Colonel.

[saintedsinner]

-=Oh, you're a creepy old dog, Mustang.=-

And here I thought you were attached to your work.


-=She's too young, anyway!=-

[general-mustang.livejournal.com]

Stating facts... I fail to see how that detracts from my work.