Spinning Compass Comunications

[Gasps and sobs and general pained noises]

Oh Dios mío me duele...

¡Julieta!

Gracias a Dios.

[The radio clicks on, and Rob Duncan starts singing without a care in the world. He can be heard moving about, it sounds like he's working at the same time.]

[The sound is far enough to make it obvious that he didn't turn the radio on himself. A lute the only other sound beyond his voice.]

( Lyrics )

[Message sent to Miguel, Rawdon, Darcy]

Please excuse me if this is a rude and improper question but did Mr Hamilton die?

[Accidental Radio]

[a little boy sings a cappella]

Oh no soy la dinero, no soy la dinero, soy capitán, soy capitán, soy capitán...

ya rica ya rica
'cause he said egg, 'cause he said egg oh he's an egg

[Radio]

Hello! This is Sirius. Can anyone help me please? I am doing my arithmancy prep and one question is why the number 3.14159 has special magic properties. I know the properties of 3, but not 3.14159. It is a strange number to pick.

[Miguel is in the room in Henry's apartment that he's staying in, making his way through a six-pack of beer and reading through a load of science papers he found in Sarah's book collection earlier in the day. His phone is playing a load of twencen music, a playlist that he'd found that bounces between songs from the 1950s right up to the year 1999. Miguel doesn't know all of them, but Xina has taught him enough of them, and he's drank enough beer that he's singing along softly with some of them. His voice is okay but it's quiet and completely untrained so he's not able for really low notes or any super-high ones - he just doesn't sing those bits.]

[Songs 1, 2, 3, 4, 5]

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[OoC: I had a threadstart up for Miguel where he went back to his normal age, but he wanted to do more stuff as a teenager, so I checked with Amy and then took the threadstart down earlier today. I'll put it back up soon :)

Enjoy Xina's music taste!]

[a radio broadcast opens with someone giving the impatient-sounding prompt 'Go on, speak into that. Not here! Outside the shop. Go outside!' The next voice is a child's]

What is it? Does it have powder inside? I need a fire to put it in. I didn't mean to break things! I think I'm lost.

[a door slams shut, loudly]