Groovy Tunes, Saturday

[justice_undone]

Breq had a piano to deliver later this evening, and she had decided it was best to do it herself. It would have been easier if she had had more bodies, but things beings as they were, she would have to manage with the one she had.

Meanwhile she was trying to endure the invisible crickets that had invaded the shop, and probably the stereo as well, since it refused to play anything. She would have to make do with a loud choir of insects, and accepted the situation.

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Pick Your Poison, Saturday

[crimson_sister]

Her new piano was going to be delivered in the evening, which meant  Lucille was a little distracted, but she still made sure the shelves were stocked and looked neat - although a bit of dust only added to the atmosphere, didn't it? - and she added some neatly handwritten signs. 

She had brought a book, a modern one about scents and how they affected people, although it was all very nice and pleasant. That was to be expected, of course but Lucille felt there ought to be a chapter on how to induce panic, fear and anger. Life was complex, after all, and not everyone deserved a calm mood and peaceful sleep.

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