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3 [Accidental Voice] Forwarded to the morning.

[There's the sound of a piano playing, strong and well played, as if the person playing the piano has played this number over and over. The piano plays for a minute or two until Rachel sings softly to herself.]

I... wanna hold 'em like they do in Texas please...

[And a well practiced pause ~]

Fold 'em, let 'em hit 'em, baby, raise it, baby, stay with me... love the game, intuition, play the cards with spades to start...and after he's been hooked, I'll play the one that's on his... heart...

[And the piano playing ceases as Rachel stops singing, her voice trailing off as her breath hitches. The recording stops shortly after that.]

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Morality and religion is for people who have all their needs met. -=he keeps a firm hold of the rabbit, keeping far away from the clawed feet as he soothed it.=-

When your body is cannibalizing your own muscle mass in order to survive, you'll think differently.

You don't know anything about me. Stop assuming that you do.

Just because I haven't suffered the same hardships that you have doesn't mean that I don't have my own difficulties and my own problems that I've had to overcome.

-=Lifts up the bunny. Focus, Rachel.=-

You gonna clean this or what?

[And the bunny distracts her from her soapbox.]

... clean it how?

You know. Gut it, skin it. Put little booties on the knuckles?

I have to gut it?

[She is so going to faint, Edward, hope you're prepared to carry a diva.]

It's not that appetizing cooking the guts, Rachel. -=He's enjoying this way too much.=-

Taints the meat.

... fine. Fine! I can do this. A true diva never backs down from a challenge, even if it involves... killing an... animal.

[This is not going to end well. But she is brave! And she will do this! Because as silly as it is, Rachel loathes it when people look down on her, and if she doesn't do this, Edward will look down on her.]

-=that actually earns her a true smile. Gotta toughen the diva up a bit!=-

Good. Would you like a knife or use your bare hands?

[She blanches.]

A -- a knife.

-=Out pops a knife from some holster on his back!=-

Here you go! -=hands both to her.=-

[She'll take the knife gingerly, as if she's afraid of cutting herself, and stare down at the rabbit.]

... how?

-=His tone softens, but remains firm=-

...Outside, Rachel. -=starts heading on out.=-

[She will follow, carefully, her hands trembling, until they're outside of the casino.]

Is it going to hurt it?

A little. It'll be quick.

-=glances back at her.=-

I won't do it if it's going to cause it pain.

You'll be fine. -=says that a little tersely as his jaw's set in a hard line.=-

Over here. -=it's an out of the way place with bushes.=-

[She will follow, knife in hand, looking close to tears, but her own jawline is set with gritted teeth. Rachel Berry does not give up.]

Fine.

Now what?

[... she hasn't exactly killed a rabbit before.]

-=He sets the rabbit down, right hand over the head so she wouldn't look at the eyes.=-

You have to feel here, between the ribs for the heart. -=He moves his fingers accordingly.=-

[Rachel chews on her lower lip as she touches a finger to the rabbit's chest, trembling but determined. The rabbit's heart is racing -- but maybe that's just how rabbits are, maybe the heart just beats really fast because rabbits move really fast, that's how rodents work, they run and jump and are fuzzy and cute and innocent --

She does it quickly, almost stabbing herself in the hand as she drives the blade in as quickly and cleanly as she can, her eyes welling with tears almost immediately as the rabbit squeaks in pain and falls silent a few seconds later. It doesn't take much longer for Rachel to remove the knife, which is now bloody, and for the girl to promptly burst into tears.

But hey! She did it. That's what counts, right?]

-=In the end, he didn't want to do it. This was a girl who never had to do anything hard in her life, he imagined. And no, making auditions for some stupid singing competition wasn't hard, in his book. Adstringendum didn't have any room for that. And while she might not see it, he was doing his best to help her in his own way.=-

I'm sorry. -=His voice was quiet, and it's hard to tell if he's saying it to the rabbit or the girl. Maybe both.=- You don't have to do that again, okay? -=There was a difference between killing for survival and killing for revenge. This was for survival.=-

Just take it.

[The knife is being held out away from her, as far as possible without throwing the thing. The lesson will sink in later, but for the moment, Rachel wanted nothing to do with the blood on the knife. Or the dead rabbit.]

-=Crying girl and a dead rabbit. He twists his fingers around to take the knife.=-

I'll be back in a minute.

-=He'll just go and finish gutting the thing himself. It'll take less time. And then come back with knife safely hidden away and no blood=-

.... So what were you going to teach me.

[She'll stare at him for a moment, sniffing, before she resolutely dries her eyes with a sleeve. Crying wasn't going to solve anything. She can cry later ~~after she prays for the poor rabbit~~.]

How to -- how to -- play the piano.

-=The rabbit gave its life in order to feed others, Rachel. Don't dwell on it.=-

Piano, huh? -=acts as if nothing's amiss.=- Alright. Piano.

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