[ The arcade is quiet, but open. A couple of human workers on the floor, but no monster or human visitors yet. It's early still. The machines hum and play tinny music, sitting waiting for somebody to play.
The arcade itself is empty, but right outside, the willow tree rouses from her sleep, two dark eyes cracking open halfway through the trunk. She calls out to him in a whispery voice, unsure if he'll be able to hear at that distance.
The wind follows Beat into the arcade as the door shuts behind him. ] Beat-kun...
[ But there's no immediately visible source of it - at least not indoors. ]
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Date: 2022-09-05 10:31 pm (UTC)The arcade itself is empty, but right outside, the willow tree rouses from her sleep, two dark eyes cracking open halfway through the trunk. She calls out to him in a whispery voice, unsure if he'll be able to hear at that distance.
The wind follows Beat into the arcade as the door shuts behind him. ] Beat-kun...
[ But there's no immediately visible source of it - at least not indoors. ]