The City of the Specter, Atem's Palace

[metagame]

The corpse sinks to the floor
Even the brightest gold, even the sharpest blade
Becomes sand, becomes dust

Comments

[privatedomicile]

Lead with your heart huh...?

[Jesse can't really tell what that means, so he just starts walking with his left foot forward and starts humming to himself under his breath. Music comes from the heart right??]

[townmusician]

[quietly, just in case there are monsters lurking:]

What are you doing?

[privatedomicile]

Leadin' with my heart, yo. You know how they say shit like "you got a song in your heart"?

[townmusician]

...I don't think she was talking about music when she said that.

[privatedomicile]

You got another answer, genius?

[townmusician]

Actually carrying a tune might be a great start.

[privatedomicile]

Hey, piss off, I got a garage band voice. Technique got nothing on passion.

[townmusician]

[sounds like something someone who couldn't get signed to a label would say...]

Haven't considered having both technique and passion?

[privatedomicile]

Yeah, yeah, eat a dick, Mozart!

[Jesse rolls his eyes at Haruka. Wow, what a little shit!]