pcs with huaisang, makoto, suga, marcus, phil, and yeager

[incompletely]

GROUP'S LOOKING A LITTLE SMALL, HUH....

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[biyishuangfei]

Oh, I see.

[ Yeah the coffee one must be from him... ]

There was also that note that did have a hidden message something about 'try salt everywhere'.

I also have both, yes.

[incompletely]

Okay. That might be a good place to check, then. If you want, one of us can go with you, but I'll be focused on that machine otherwise. I do still have around half of my bag of salt left, so we can still try other areas as well.

[ Right, there's one other thing he wants to say, too.

He stands up and opens his dresser, and pulls out...handwritten sheet music. ]

By the way. Edelgard and I raided Hamelin's office after Sunday's execution. We were only able to find these; everything else was basically empty or useless.

[biyishuangfei]

I have a bag of salt too, thanks to Raven. If we combine what we have we can try a lot of areas.

If anyone wants to come with me, let me know.

[ Anyway he'll look over at the sheet music. How many papers is it? Any lyrics/notes written on it? ]

This is what he meant by 'making him rewrite this is annoying at best', hm?

[incompletely]

Good. ... I wish he were here to help.

[ But that's neither here nor there.

Regarding the sheet music though, there's one for every week. There are notes on them, and Tenn will go ahead and hum one of the songs.

Huaisang (and Suga and Makoto by extension) will be able to recognize the melody as the song they heard this morning. ]

That's what he meant, and I'm pretty sure he's aware of Edelgard and I being the ones who raided his office. It's different now, by the way: Larger, and things have been replaced with weird objects. Hunting trophies and guns, mostly.

[ IT'S PRETTY YIKES. ]

Anyway, yeah. These songs are the ones that we've been hearing on Monday mornings.

[biyishuangfei]

[ He wishes the same, tbh. ]

Guns...which are what, exactly?

[ Crickets ]

I guess it makes sense he'd have sheet music for them. I wonder if playing with the flute Marcus made can create interference of some kind and that's why he doesn't want another one around...

[ He can try to compose his own music. ]

[incompletely]

...Right. They're...weapons that fire bullets -- er, pellets at people. They're very dangerous and lethal.

[ Hmm. He looks thoughtful at Huaisang's suggestion. ]

Do you want to give it a try next Monday?

[biyishuangfei]

... I'm glad we don't have those.

[ THEY HAVE ENOUGH LETHAL THINGS TO WORRY ABOUT... ]

Next Monday's good enough for me, though.