ROBIN

[situationship]

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[sonorant]

[ she sees but doesn't comment and doesn't stare. ]

We are a unique group of individuals for a ritual. For now, it seems so. There are worse places to sleep.

[situationship]

[ Nice... Someone here is polite. ]

Like the cemetery. [ Just says it. ] And if you're a light sleeper, the haunted house seems bad.

[ He can only be polite for so long. ]

You have a word on you, by the way.

[sonorant]

Is it that terrible for you?

[ she is aware it's a very morbid place. ]

I am aware. I am not pretending it isn't there, but there's no need for me to draw attention to it either.

[situationship]

Not really, I've seen worse. But for others.

[ everyone and their mother knows jjk, so yeah he's used to spooky. This is campy horror movie to him. ]

Wow, that's very mature... I saw a guy earlier trying to prevent people from reading him by sitting extremely close to the fire so that no one approaches.

[sonorant]

The couple of you from the mortuary I've spoken to don't seem to mind it too much.

[ which is kind of a blessing even if it makes her wonder what they've experienced to be ok with it. ]

I understand if people wish for their privacy. I simply am used to being without the luxury of privacy.

[situationship]

To my surprise, a lot of us acclimated well. General us, not dead house us.

[ It also makes him wonder... He knows his own freak background, so he is exempt. ]

Consequences of being a performer?

[sonorant]

Adaptability is good, but... it usually takes something to make others adaptable.

[ it's not always natural... ]

Yes. I'm a singer.

[situationship]

[ small gasp ]

Genre?

[sonorant]

Most classify it as pop.

[situationship]

Pop's good. Let's hear it!

[sonorant]

Right this moment?

[ hello? ]

[situationship]

It'd definitely brighten up the scene?

[ YEAH ]

[sonorant]

[ he is lucky she is little miss perfectionist birdie, so she is ready to sing at any time, but also because she is little miss perfectionist birdie, she feels bad that this won't be the best kind of performance.

welcome to her world, gojo. she adjusts her posture before she starts singing sway to my beat in cosmos. ]

[situationship]

[ He listens without saying a word, even moving his head back and forth to the beat.

When it ends, he applauds. ]

That was great!

[sonorant]

Thank you. I hope it brightened the day for you, even a little.

[situationship]

It gave me a good earworm! That's a bit of brightening.

I'm sure it would uplift the mood for other people, too.

[sonorant]

That's my wish for my songs. If they can bring a little bit of peace, I'm satisfied.

[situationship]

Well, you can expect me there if you hold a concert anytime soon here in cultville! Singing around the pyre could be fun.

... Or it'd seem more cult-like. The pop should make it less, though.

[sonorant]

I don't think this is the right atmosphere to hold a concert.

[ even though she would if she felt it would help. ]

But some place other than the pyre might be more suitable.

[situationship]

Hm... Not a lot is nice or usable, but maybe we could try cleaning an area up or building a little platform.

[ he really wants to just do things. ]

[sonorant]

[ she thinks that'd be a nice project. ]

I wouldn't mind making a makeshift stage. There's only so much we can find out right now.