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Best not to let the corpses wait too long for their offering. You pull out one of your GOLD DOUBLOONs and with a flick of your thumb, it is sent flying overboard. Such a small thing compared to the corpse flotsam floating right before the S.S. FREEDOM. The coin perfectly lands in one of the many outstretched hands. The hand it landed on clenches firmly around the coin.
<span class="mu-i">A payment for our services. May it be enough to pay to ride on Ol' Charon's ship.</span>
Okay, hopefully that'll keep it distracted for a little bit. In the corner of your eye, you see Ashley pulling out her WHALEBONE GUITAR. She keeps making conflicted, worried gestures between the anomaly, the guitar, you, and Adam. "I think I have an idea. Nicole, Adam. Either of you know how to play a guitar or sing?"
"Not at all. I guess I can try bullshitting with the guitar, though?" You shrug with a hesitant expression.
[SCHOLAR OF THE CITY] Truthfully, you faintly recall a few bird call songs you used back when you had to explore one of the northern districts. Yet that doesn't seem relevant here.
"Huh? Well, actually, I used to do a bit of choir work back when I was working at an N-Corp church. Why?" Adam tries his best to keep his gaze on anything BUT the corpse pile below.
Ashley quickly shoves the WHALEBONE GUITAR into your hand as she pulls out her original guitar. "Okay cool. We're playing a song for it. No lyrics, I don't think that's super important here. Just play from the heart." Okay yeah that's cool WAIT WHAT.
"Uhh. You sure that electric guitars are the best for this?" You constantly swap your gaze between the corpse pile below and the guitar you were given.
"Do you happen to have another instrument hidden up your cooch?" Ashley snaps back. "Just start playing before it turns us inside out."
[PERSON OF INTEREST] Well, when you're out in the Infinite Sea, what other choice do you got?
[UNSTABLE] PLAY FROM THE HEART? OKAY. WE CAN DO JUST THAT.
Adam clear his throat. "Okay. Let's do this."
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It starts off slow. Mostly due to your own inexperience at the instrument forced into your hand. Slow, clumsy chords spill out of the WHALEBONE GUITAR that sound more akin to a cat being skinned alive than anything else. You let out a sigh before letting UNSTABLE take over. No point trying to think when it comes to this.
As Adam begins to sing along to the chords you and Ashley are playing, you're immediately shocked to hear that wow. That man's actually a good singer. It's shaky at first as he tries to reawaken some long dormant training. Soon enough, his normally average sounding voice transforms into a breathy, almost wispy counter tenor more befitting of an angel than a man.
"Non più ignorato. Non più dimenticato. Non più dannato...!" Adam closes his eyes, focusing all of his energy and attention into dragging out high note after high note for as long as possible. "Non più abbandonato! Non più odiato! Il Padre vi perdoni...!"
