THE FIFTH INVESTIGATION

[airlockedmods]

[As usual, the day begins at seven a.m.

Good morning, Champions.]

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[serrata]

I haven't, actually, now that you mention it...

[ She gives the pigeons a sidelong look, like she's trying to work out what kind of music they'd actually know. ]

Do you think they'd only know English songs? Or maybe someone bothered teaching them something in Japanese...

[motherfucking_ghost]

It's not like they speak the languages. They're still just birds, they coo. If you give 'em a melody, they should be able to know it. And besides, the karaoke machine is loaded with songs in other languages.

[serrata]

Hm, you've got a point... then maybe...

[ She gazes out at the flock of pigeons for a moment then hesitantly sings the first two lines of the first thing that comes to mind. And immediately, they all coo back the same melody. ]

... well, they at least learn fast, even if they don't actually know the song. But it sounds like they do!

[motherfucking_ghost]

Hahaaaa, see? They're awesome musical little guys! I hope they get to go on tour, rake in millions of spacebucks.

[serrata]

Do you think we'll get VIP tickets? We are all on such good terms, after all.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Front fucking row and center and backstage passes. I wouldn't settle for anything less.

[serrata]

Maybe when we get out of here, we can start asking for compensation packages... you never know.

[ ...... she's kidding? she's probably kidding. ]