Groovy Tunes, Wednesday

[justice_undone]

Breq had slept badly. She had been dreaming, but preferring not to think about that, she started out to do a stock inventory.

A very thorough stock inventory, while the stereo refused to play anything but melancholy piano music. Breq almost missed the Silence. She didn't notice that she was crying.

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[justice_undone]

"No," Breq said, seeming not to pay attention to the tears. "Please, come in. I haven't seen you in a while."

[rebelseekspizza]

"If you're sure," Dante said. He let the door drop shut behind him.

[justice_undone]

"Of course." Breq made sure to smile. "How have you been?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"You don't wanna know," Dante said, with a soft huff. "...I felt like playing some music, though. Thought you might be game."

She looked it.

[justice_undone]

"Yes," she said. "Good idea." She immediately turned towards the wall where the guitars were displayed, crossed the floor in a few steps and picked up a bass.

"What do you want to play?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"I don't know," Dante said. He walked through the shop, picked a guitar, and sat down with it. "Not something too happy."

[justice_undone]

Breq picked up the remote and turned off the stereo.

"No, nothing happy."

She plucked a few strings and struck a chord, turning the pegs to adjust the tuning.

[rebelseekspizza]

"You lead the way," Dante said, after a short pause.

She seemed like she needed it more.

(Or about as much.)

[justice_undone]

Breq didn't answer. She began to play the bass line for one of the songs that had played before, a slow and melodic one. She hummed the melody, a bit out of tune.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante didn't need an answer. He thought he recognized it, his fingers plucking a melody that felt like it fit.

If it wasn't the right one, who cared? It was music.

[justice_undone]

It was. Breq came up with a few variations, one moment adapting it to what Dante was playing and the next departing from it. It wasn't about perfection, really.