Iroh (
uncle_iroh) wrote2021-05-15 04:13 am
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Inbox for Sn: Pai Sho - Avalon
(Please note that Iroh still does not quite understand his phone so... this will be.... interesting.)
"My nephew tells me that I should ask you to leave a message. He says he will show me where to find that message once I have one. So please, leave a message."
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"Play— but do not play a song..." he parrots, tone thoughtful as if repeating the words will make them make more sense... It doesn't.
He pauses, frowning down at the horn resting on the side of his lap, as if it might hold the answers inside it. But it also doesn't. So after skipping a beat, he plays the tsungi equivalent of playing scales... That's not what Iroh meant, surely. It's not a song, though, to be fair. And he's played his scales on the tsungi horn so many times in his life it's basically rote memory by now. He looks back to Iroh expectantly without a word.
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