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The music fades out as the skull speaks again. "I'm excellent company. YOU are bearable - mostly." The skull turns its empty sockets on the kineticist. "It's nice to meet you. Perhaps you might enjoy Nina Simone." A different sort of music emerges from the skull.
The skull, which has done no more than periodically rattle against the impaling break lever, slowly turns to regard the old woman. Its voice is wispy and sepulchral, "'Cheery' by your definition is always a challenge, O' Decrepit One." The decaying jaw snaps shut as it considers the request. A moment later the jaw stretches wide and twangy music and a voice very different from the previous one seems to resonate from the skull. |
