Dionysus Where does Arsul go?

Arsul_T the fate temple

Arsul_T and a whore house

Arsul_T maybe later

Arsul_T hah

Dionysus The fate temple is not hard to find. Your feet & Hunny take you right to it.

Arsul_T Neat

Arsul_T I go inside

Dionysus A shemir says, "Hello, Brother. What you seek is beyond the back stairwell."

• Arsul_T pauses for half a beat. "Thank you."
• Arsul_T walks

Dionysus You end up going down the stairs without tripping

Dionysus And you hear music down here, cello music.

Dionysus If you follow it, you feel strange threads block your path

Dionysus A voice says, "A Blindman, eh?"

Arsul_T "I am. Are you playing?"

Arsul_T (is he good?)

Dionysus He's very good.

Dionysus "Can't get past the threads with a mind all cluttered like that, friend. I am, indeed, playing."

Arsul_T "It doesn't just open up for cleaning." he says, grinning slightly

Dionysus "Well, clear your mind to get through, or you won't know the way."

• Arsul_T frowns but tries to draw on some of the techniques he's been learning for focus

Dionysus Roll will to clear your mind

Arsul_T slip of the fingers there

Dionysus Your mind remains cluttered.

Dionysus The man says, "You aren't trying hard enough. What are you thinking about?"

• Arsul_T frowns. "Things that come to me."

Arsul_T can I try again?

Dionysus Yes.

Arsul_T I'm gonna see if I have a karma that might apply

Arsul_T nope

Arsul_T fuck

Dionysus You tied this time. You almost feel it. +3 to your next try

• Arsul_T frowns but pauses and tries to clear his mind again

Dionysus This next time, you "see" a passage through the threads.

• Arsul_T leads Hunny through

Dionysus "Ahh, good job. Now, then. If you can take hold of this, it's yours. Where is it?"

Arsul_T "What is it?" he holds out a hand

Arsul_T palm up

Dionysus "It's the cello, Blindman. Can you take it?"

• Arsul_T gropes slightly for it. "I have one. Isn't this yours?"

Dionysus "No, it's always been yours. If you can take it."

• Arsul_T hesitates and tries to clear his mind again before reaching for it
• Arsul_T frowns. But tris again

Arsul_T if he isn't stopped

Dionysus You aren't stopped, but your grab yields air.

• Arsul_T tries again after slight internal muttering
• Arsul_T sighs and tries one more time
• Arsul_T reaches out and grabs air again. "I don't think I can."

Dionysus Roll in dunmanifestin from now on to help me reduce clutter, if you would

Arsul_T he says after dropping his hand

Arsul_T sure sorry

Dionysus The man shakes his head. "Well, it'll be here when you can."

Dionysus He plays some more.

• Arsul_T frowns and tries again

Arsul_T when I 'saw' the threads, it just led me here right? No further?

Dionysus Right

Arsul_T try again

Dionysus Your hand touches the cello. It feels smooth.

Dionysus The voice says, "Well done, Toutant. Well done. Open your eyes."

Arsul_T "They are open."

Arsul_T wait

Arsul_T strike that

Arsul_T I have a cloth around them

Arsul_T "My eyes?"

Dionysus "Your eyes."

• Arsul_T frowns but uses his other hand to pull the cloth away

Dionysus He touches your eyes for a moment, then you begin to cough.

• Arsul_T doubles over slightly, still holding the cello neck
• Arsul_T hacks

Dionysus A sigh. "That has to go, Prophet. You'll be dead too soon otherwise."

• Arsul_T straightens as he recovers. "I'll find a way to finish."

Dionysus "So you will."

Arsul_T "Who are you?" he asks after a moment of clearer breathing, still slightly wheezy

Dionysus "You know me."

Dionysus "I'm you."

Arsul_T "You sound nothing like me." (unless he does?)

Dionysus It's hard to say, really.

Arsul_T "You don't sound like me-- I don't think."

Arsul_T "What is this place?"

Dionysus He laughs, "This is the Hall of Threads. If you're the one who will guide the Sound back to the Summer Country, this cello is yours."

Arsul_T "I will. What will you do?"

Dionysus "I am you. I do as you do."

Arsul_T "You were waiting for me." it's part question part statement.

Dionysus "I have always waited for you

Arsul_T "You didn't know I was blind?"

Arsul_T "Are you blind?"

Dionysus "I am you. I know what you are."

Arsul_T "What am I?"

Dionysus "The Prophet Toutant."

• Arsul_T nods slightly

Arsul_T "Do cellos and selves lie in wait in the Hall for prophets to happen upon them?" he grins slightly "I'm not complaining. It's just an interesting room."

Dionysus "Just you, just you."

Dionysus "Or me, I should say."

Arsul_T "And now?"

Arsul_T "Do you have more to tell me, me?"

Dionysus "The cello is yours. Learn to clear your mind, & heal your lungs."

• Arsul_T nods "Thank you."

Dionysus A tap on your shoulder.

• Arsul_T turns toward it

Dionysus A woman's voice, "Excuse me, sir? What are you doing in the broom closet... with a big violin?"

Arsul_T "It's a cello. I was led here." he's trying to be serious but a grin is tigging at the corners of his mouth.

Arsul_T "I'm sorry, you are?"

Dionysus "Doanna. I'm the cleaning lady."

Arsul_T "I'm sorry to be in your way Doanna." he moves to clear her closet

Arsul_T "Is there an empty room I can use on this floor?"

Dionysus She says, "There's the library, I guess. It's not got anyone in it right now."