[J just shrugs and leans against the elevator wall. No big deal.]
[He can hear something creeping into the tune, something less than happy. Normally that's something he'd try to lift, a mood he'd try to improve, but there's nothing he can do with the tune as fractured as it is; plus, much as he doesn't like the negativity, it's truer to the tune than the breaks, and he can't touch that. Repairs first; everything else is secondary.]
[Of course, the panic setting in doesn't help either.]
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[He can hear something creeping into the tune, something less than happy. Normally that's something he'd try to lift, a mood he'd try to improve, but there's nothing he can do with the tune as fractured as it is; plus, much as he doesn't like the negativity, it's truer to the tune than the breaks, and he can't touch that. Repairs first; everything else is secondary.]
[Of course, the panic setting in doesn't help either.]
Can't say I know who Virgo is, so no. Call me J.