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*LTD¹, Thom wanders back into the bar, soaking wet. Still, he looks remarkably calm somehow~~, because he hates to make sense~~.

¹ Later That Day*

[OOC: Thom confuses Miki, who gets hit by a cod. He also talks to Tere about family things and music.]

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. . . what do they do?

Mmm...Some of the same stuff I do. Flit around inspiring people...But, y'know, we each have our special talents. I'm Music, Callie is Epic Poetry, Eri is Love Poetry, Chorrie is Dance, Cli is History, 'Rania's Astronomy, 'Nia is Sacred Music, Lia is Comedy, and Mel is Tragedy.

*Thom nods.* Are they here?

Nope.

My sisters have other places they frequent. Nia doesn't really do bars, per se, she prefers lounges. Mel and Lia do taverns and pubs. Cli and Rania tend toward academic cocktail parties. Eri...well, Eri changes every day of the week. Callie travels too much to have a settled place. And Chorrie goes to dance halls.

Sounds like your family's . . .

Uh . . .

Well, big, mostly.

That's only the family that's full blood of my blood. With Zeus as our father, you understand, we have...at least a hundred half-siblings. Probably more, I've certainly never met them all...

No, I don't know, but I think I might not ask.

It's a thing in my family. And it's best not to ask.

Suffice it to say, my sisters, my brother, and my mother are my closest family, and let the rest alone...

If you say so, sure.

Lady Sir is your only sibling, no?

Lady Sir . . . that's a good way to put it.

Yes, she's all I have.

*Tere smiles softly*

She's quite a bit, I would think...Your sister is very special.

Yes, she really is.

*She finishes tying together the pipe and runs an experimental scale up it*

There.

Sounds good, Lady.

I try.

Sometimes, you just need something new to play on. Last time I got the urge, I strung myself a new harp. Took a while and I couldn't move around with it. I figured I was better off with something small this time.

Nia still gets on my case for the time I got bored and tinkered with her harpsichord. She says it never played the same again.
She neglects to mention that I invented the piano that time...

Do what you want, I say . . .

My sister used to play the lap harp. Supposedly.

Supposedly?

Well, I doubt it actually sounded like anything you could call music.

You don't trust your sister's musical talents?

*Thom snickers.* Uh . . . sure.

*Tere raises a very amused eyebrow*

And you, sir. Last I checked, you played no instrument nor did you sing. Has that changed?

No, it hasn't.

Then you really oughtn't pick on your sister about it.

Hmmm...I'll have to hunt her up and talk to her about harps...

Oh, please do.