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[asquiet]

[Nezumi has already figured out the basics of everything going on and he‘s surveyed the area. He's still curious how all of this works and so it's time to use the journal he received. Important questions and all of that.]

Free food, free shelter, and free everything. Isn’t that just impressive? Much like that library we have is. It has a lot of things I haven’t even heard of and I am very eager to get my hands on them. The Malnosso they’re called right? They really supply you with everything. How very hospitable. [Too hospitable.]

Is the food actually safe? Are the places we live in bugged with cameras? Read the guide and I guess nobody thought of those questions. Did anybody even think to ask? Let’s take the handouts from the people who captured us. Who want us for experiments. Let’s just trust what they give us and assume it‘s all safe. [A bark of laughter.] I’ll ask then: has anybody bothered to check if the food is safe? I simply cannot be stuffing just anything into my body now. Only the best, of course.

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[ voice ]

[asquiet.livejournal.com]

Didn't you ask me what was new about my era? You mentioned new technology. If someone from before your era, before pistols and muskets, were told about them?

Should they be impressed? More tools to harm more people. People staying the same and causing more damage.

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[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

I'm not impressed by tools of war, I prefer the piano and the tools of music.

[ voice ]

[asquiet.livejournal.com]

That isn't about tools of war. It's about technology in general, though you're right about music. I'm--

Never mind. I can't be bothered.

[ voice ]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Forgive my manners, guns and other such weapons are reminders of the horrors from home. Though if I may, please allow me to introduce myself since I have completely forgotten. My name is Frederic Francois Chopin, it is a pleasure to meet you.

[ voice ]

[asquiet.livejournal.com]

[He hears that and he's silent for a moment before he laughs.]

Chopin, eh?

[ voice ]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[There's a sigh before he speaks again.]

Yes, I am Chopin.

[ voice ]

[asquiet.livejournal.com]

[Now he's only laughing.] Isn't this grand?

[ voice ]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[He sounds a little insulted.] Are you laughing at me claiming to be who I am, sir? I do not appreciate such treatment.

[ voice ]

[asquiet.livejournal.com]

[He stops laughing and sighs, this time on purpose.] Stop being so sensitive. I'm just laughing at something else.

So Chopin, huh?

[ voice ]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

I am not being sensitive, but no matter. [A sigh.] Yes, how more times must I tell you?

[ voice ]

[asquiet.livejournal.com]

You got upset because I laughed at someone who's been dead for two hundred years is talking to me. Yeah, you're pretty sensitive. Might want to work on that.

But I suppose it is a pleasure to meet a musical genius.

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[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Because questioning my identity is not something I approve of, especially when I can prove myself. I find it rather insulting in that regard to have it even questioned.

Though the pleasure is all mine as well.

[ voice ]

[asquiet.livejournal.com]

That's what you find insulting? My good sir, my most humble apologies then. [There is some definite sarcasm here.]

[ voice ]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Do you speak to everyone with that mouth of yours and in that tone?

[ voice ]

[asquiet.livejournal.com]

Do you let every little thing get to you?

[ voice ]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Not everything.

[ voice ]

[asquiet.livejournal.com]

Might want to work on that then, Maestro.

[ voice ]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Thank you, I'll take your words into consideration.