voice. un: trazom.

[fordeath]

Name: trazom
Date: deceuer 10th
Format: voice

This storm is miserable. [ and that's that on that. ] But once it clears, expect my wonderful band of artistic misfits and I to be on your doorstep. We'll be caroling — with flair.

In the meantime, a question:

Is there someone you miss from home?

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Voice

[fiddlestick]

[He sounds like he has a cold, but there's still some energy to his voice]

Oh wow! I can't wait to hear your caroling Mozart!

As for missing people, I'd say I miss my sister and my other classmates. What about you?

[fordeath]

Ah, sounds as though it got you.

[ at least he seems in good spirits. ]

You have a sister. [ he had one of those, once. the season seems to have afflicted him in a different sort of way. ] And? You know I must ask — is she just as musically gifted as you are?

[ as for him ... he'll wait until he has room to drop the "master" word. ]

[fiddlestick]

Aha, yeah. Just a little under the weather.

[A lie, but he isn't going to go into it]

Older sister, yeah! And I'd say she is, though she's more a pianist than a violinist.

voice

[textsfromhotland]

It's SO cold! How can anyone stand this?

[tfw when you're a reptile]

I guess I really miss my g-girlfriend. I wish I could tell her where I am, at least!

[fordeath]

How nice. Ahahaha, could she be better suited to the cold than you are?

[textsfromhotland]

O-oh, definitely! I always went over to her place because where I lived was too hot for her, b-but I liked it just fine! N-not that I minded visiting her...

audio;

[battlebound]

[ A certain, petite blonde pops into mind immediately, if he's honest, but— ]

No. They are fulfilling our duty back home. I don't want to see them here.

[ What he misses is Tierra, all of it. The logic and rules he knew.

But he knows it's impossible for him to simply return there, so he won't miss it. He will look ahead to what he can do here, as he always has. ]

[fordeath]

[ yuck. amadeus is allergic to the word duty, except in very specific contexts — but he's trying to be serious here. ]

Wanting to return home to them counts as missing them, I'd wager.

voice;

[lonewanderer]

...you know. I'm not sure.

[fordeath]

[ family, is his first guess, because he's been there. ]

Ahahaha, looks like I've spurred a thought. Surprised how well you're doing on your own, perhaps?

un: avenger.

[ressusciter]

What an invasive question. I suppose there never will be an end to your sticking your nose in matters you shouldn't.

voice forever

[fordeath]

I'll take you down as a yes, then.

text | un: reddeer

[rightfoot]

[ So, there's no hint at tone in this. ]

I have to say, I'd be interested in experiencing the carols.

And, there's people I miss from home. Just a few friends of mine. I don't know if I want them to show up, though. They're troublemakers.

voice.

[fordeath]

I'm overjoyed to hear it! What district, if I may ask? We'll be sure to stop by twice! [ an exaggeration, but you know. ]

You know, I think they'd fit right in, then.

text;

[loadme]

Not really!

voice.

[fordeath]

I see. That must be liberating. [ well, there are all types, but ... ]

Not even a little?

text;

[whydogs]

My boss, and a couple of friends.

voice.

[fordeath]

Your boss must be excessively kind for you to miss them.

[ missing? one's boss?? if you say so. ]

un: vivelafrance

[thejoyrider]

Is a whole country an acceptable answer to your question?

[She misses Master. And d’Eon. And Sanson but Amadeus probably does not want to hear about this]

[fordeath]

[ look out, it's the only person amadeus is nice enough to respond to with text. ]

Under normal circumstances, I'd say yes. [ of course he would. ] But, well, why not? It's the time and place for miracles, after all.

[ he can handle hearing sanson's name if that's marie's truth. ]

audio. un: gioia.

[trouvaille]

Expect an honest review. ( dry. )

Carolers aren't really a thing, at home. Where I spend Christmases, anyway, we're an hour or so away from neighbours, but it's not quiet in December because starting...now, I guess, everyone starts flying in and 'helping' with all of the parties which usually means getting in the way of the people actually coordinating them and arguing, and drinking, and asking everyone if they remember the thing, the thing that happened last year or the year before or ten years ago, and regardless of the answer regaling everyone with it in excruciating and debatable detail.

He loves it. Every year except one for as long as I can remember. And everyone has guest rooms but on Christmas eve everyone is in his room, and he'll play the piano and take requests and we never sing Christmas songs, actually. I think I realised he actually does age when he had to get our man to come and help him move my uncle after he'd fallen asleep on the floor, last year.

( she misses her father extremely. )

text; un: hemlcok

[unholey]

Caroling as a practice seems pretty thankless, especially in this weather. It's just MISERABLE out even when there isn't a blizzard. What songs are you planning to sing?

I'll pass on the question.

voice.

[fordeath]

[ this stranger is somehow more polite about the non-answer than some others, so amadeus will let it slide without pestering him. for now! ]

Ahahaha, not used to the chill, then? I'm afraid I've been surrounded by snow everywhere I've lived.

Es ist ein Ros entsprungen. Heard of it?

voice;

[beariot]

Plenty, really... [ a quiet sigh. ]

My students, my co-workers...

Akko, Diana, Croix...

[fordeath]

[ it's too easy for him, the fiend with no attachment beyond music, to choose. it's always nice to hear expressions of affection from those who have plenty to give. ]

I'm sure they miss you just as well. Or perhaps they're suspended in time, waiting for you.