ready as we'll ever be

[tellthestory]

[The Balladeer is true to his word. So, before the dead's scheduled performance, still dressed in the outfit Salieri forced him to helped him choose, he takes his guitar and sneaks out to the garden one last time. He hasn't visited it yet today, and he always feels guilty when he doesn't manage. He told everyone he'd be here. Even if neither of them can hear each other, he intends to keep his promise.

So he's there to notice when the trees begin closing in. The Balladeer shoots to his feet. Oh, no. He knows this feeling.]

Everyone! Come out to the garden! Bring your stuff!

[He calls out aloud, but he can use that projection trick just as well as the Player - his voice is audible anywhere in the school.

When people arrive to join him, there will still be a path through the woods to lead them to the garden. He doesn't want to strain himself before the performance, but something as small as that shouldn't cause problems later. It's too important that everyone get out here - because when people arrive, they'll find that all of the living are visible. The Balladeer is watching them, but making no attempt to interact; he already knows how this is going to go. It isn't time for that yet. Still...]

It's the end.

[Have fun spectating the trial!]

Comments

[violentenvies]

Then I have you by my side, to share the load. [leaning into Discord's side, then]

[disharmonizes]

Good. I'll be here the entire time, naturally.

We can share.

[violentenvies]

I wouldn't have it any other way. [And for a moment, Salieri just tilts his chin up to look at him, something warm and light in his chest]

I love you.

[yourattention]

Y'all are gay. Can you not do that in front of my salad?

[For the record, he has no salad.]

1/2

[violentenvies]

[Salieri is just going to give Connor the most calm, undisturbed look possible for one beat...two...]

[violentenvies]

[then he's going to turn back to Discord and reach up and fist a hand in his cravat and yank him down into a kiss

rip in fuck to your salad.]

[disharmonizes]

[OH

OKAY

RIGHT HERE IN FRONT OF GOD AND EVERYONE not that he's complaining--]

[violentenvies]

[HE IS OFF THE STRING and also going to release you now babe and not even bother to tuck that cravat back in, before remarking in Connor's direction]

Apologies to your salad. [deadpan]

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus just blinks at him. ]

What salad?

[ One of the Olds has to ask and if it's not gonna be Antonio- ]

[disharmonizes]

[Oh.

Great, okay, maybe just... gonna put an arm around Salieri.]

That's convenient, because I love you too, and how awkward would this all be if you didn't?

Now then, I'll do what I can to carry whatever feedback may happen from all this.

[wanderlusttitania]

[Hey, Discord.

Here comes a tissue package your way!]

[disharmonizes]

[He'll float it in the air besides him, shrugging a little.]

Of everyone here, I'm most used to reality bending shenanigans, but I appreciate the concern.

[violentenvies]

[alskdhfs he can't help but chuckle at that, briefly, pleased,]

Incredibly awkward.

[he'll just reach out to slip an arm around his waist, a warmth in his tone]

I'll rely on you, then.