Argalia ☆ White Tiger

[hanaban]

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[riverbero]

Do you actually care about the answer?

[hanaban]

I know there's something. You seem to care about your hands, after all.

[riverbero]

No, I cared about not letting you have one~

[there's a difference and it's called pettiness.]

Hm... but as for what I care about... nothing you would find here.

[it sounds like he might leave it at that, but-]

The performance we meant to create at home, the funeral dirge for my dear Angelica-- the sound that would break the boundaries of loneliness between everyone in the City and free them all. I cared about that.

[hanaban]

[ should've just left it at that, because Hanako doesn't understand any of those words ]

If you kept the peace a little longer, we all would've gone home, and you can return to your little performance. There was no need to do it here.

[riverbero]

I'm already dead there, though?

[hanaban]

So what?

[ ??? ]

I'm dead too.

[riverbero]

Ah, already?

[he doesn't look surprised, though.]

[hanaban]

Yeah...

[ okay, yes, he's 13, but at least look surprised!! ]

[riverbero]

That's a shame.

[sorry this is normal where he's from, he was murdering at 13 so]

[hanaban]

Not... really...

[ anyways!! ]

Okay, so you don't care about returning to a world where you're dead, but I care about returning, even if I'm dead! So either help me or let me punch you in the face!

[riverbero]

Haha... you want me to help you, after you've been threatening to kill me for hours?

[oh, that's funny. that's very funny.

that's interesting, too.]

I'm listening.

[hanaban]

That's right. Help me win, and I'll show you a grand performance you can watch from Hell.

[ or! let him punch! he's okay with that too, he didn't actually think Argalia would consider it ]

[riverbero]

I'm not sure what you think I can do to help you win from here, though...?

[hanako he is in jail and dying tomorrow.]

[hanaban]

[ there's still time ]

Items are power. Information is power. People's weaknesses. You're not completely useless to me.

[riverbero]

Hm...

[considers items

he laughs at something, then hums to himself.]

I'll find out if it's possible to send you one that I wasn't able to use. If you get your hands on an instrument, you'll know that it was mine.

[hanaban]

[ he was thinking something more stabby, but, ]

You're not going to have a prinny drop a piano on me, are you...?

[riverbero]

You'll have to make sure you dodge if I do, won't you?

[hanaban]

I guess I'll have no choice!

[ he can't win if he's double-dead, please, ]

[riverbero]

It's smaller than a piano, so you'll be all right, I'm sure.

[hanaban]

[ so a baby piano ]

What is it? Do I get a hint?

[riverbero]

Hm... it's a percussion instrument.

[hanaban]

[ so...... a piano ]

A better hint! I don't know music!