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Entry tags:
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- anise,
- armand,
- asch,
- blue beetle,
- brook,
- celes,
- clark kent,
- claude,
- daphne,
- demyx,
- dias,
- emmett,
- guy,
- hanatarou,
- hanekoma,
- jason,
- joshua,
- kagura,
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- klavier,
- kvothe,
- lelouch,
- luke fon fabre,
- mele,
- methos,
- nataku,
- ophelia,
- porky,
- ren,
- ronixis,
- ryuk,
- s.t.,
- scourge,
- senna,
- skuld,
- soma,
- sora,
- the flash,
- the scarecrow,
- tobias,
- tony castaway,
- tony stark,
- tsubaki,
- two-face,
- tyki,
- utena,
- van,
- zex
Day 39: Music Room
Lunch had been fruitful. Celes had chosen not to eat, but that was fine enough for her; she’d eaten plenty at breakfast and it was not very good manners to eat while discussing war (for Celes, it’d always given her a bit of a stomachache), or plotting. Especially if one was in mixed company. Her nurse escorted her to the Music room, citing that her ‘sister’ had suggested that musical therapy would be good for her. Celes rolled her eyes. This was no music room, with their ‘electronic’ instruments; where were the violas and the harpsichords and phonographs? She’d been past this room before, but had never been interested enough to go into it.
The general sat down at the keyboard, staring at the odd device before prodding the buttons with a nail. On, off, rumba, tango, Caribbean (what in the world was ‘Caribbean?’), little numbers that changed the tone. It was the first time Celes wished that there was a real instrument before her, instead of this ridiculous thing. Still, it didn’t stop her from curiously stringing notes together with one hand, and the only song she could bring to mind was the Aria di Mezzo Carattere.
How dreadfully delightful.
[for Adel~]
The general sat down at the keyboard, staring at the odd device before prodding the buttons with a nail. On, off, rumba, tango, Caribbean (what in the world was ‘Caribbean?’), little numbers that changed the tone. It was the first time Celes wished that there was a real instrument before her, instead of this ridiculous thing. Still, it didn’t stop her from curiously stringing notes together with one hand, and the only song she could bring to mind was the Aria di Mezzo Carattere.
How dreadfully delightful.
[for Adel~]
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She moved placed her pinky over his on the couch, trying to make him feel more comfortable.
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He moved his hand over and took Miku's. "But learning to control your ability is important."
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"I bet that you and Allelujah-san could find something to do together. Maybe with one of the clubs?" she suggested gently and looked up at him.
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He looked back at the carpet in front of them. But... maybe she was right. Coordinating resources was important, no matter how much he wanted to stay with her.
"But I'll continue on without you tonight. Perhaps one of the clubs can give me a mission," he said.
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"And I'll," she tried to think of what would be most appealing to Sousuke, short of him being there, "tell you everything that we do, and what goes on. Whatever you need." She squeezed his hand.
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However, if she came back with less than one hair out of place, he would be having 'words' with Subaru.
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She looked down at their hands. "As fun as that was for you, I'm sure."
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He blushed and looked over at the sofa arm. Did he really just say that?
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She was sure that their nurses were congratulating themselves right now.
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He looked over his shoulder and was a little embarrassed to find both of their nurses giggling away. "Should we listen to the CD?"
[thank god there were CDs in the late 80s]
"Sometimes, I wish they didn't watch us so closely," she muttered, and reddened further.
Re: [thank god there were CDs in the late 80s]
"I think they're conspiring against us," Sousuke whispered. "However, we can counter their attack easily."
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"I have heard that these bands are rather obnoxious, and while listening to them, it is impossible to hold an erection. This should prevent any sort of romantic feeling."
Somehow, he had missed the point again.
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You just didn't tell your girlfriend these kinds of things, she huffed to herself.
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"I could find an equally obnoxious female band, if that is more acceptable. I saw a CD from the band 'Cyan'. Or perhaps Sylvia and the Kitty-Cats."
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obviously a failed attempt at Sousuke's own deathglare, "I don't know what... those have to do with this, Sousuke."no subject
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"I don't know what those CDs have to do with whether or not you can..." she trailed off lamely and looked away again.
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"These CDs have appropriately un-romantic music on them, or so I've heard. Despite the fact that the songs are about men in serious relationships with women, Kurz has informed me that they are not something to share with a woman you want to sleep with, because one cannot maintain an erection while listening. Therefore, these songs are counter to the CD filled with... Love Songs III."
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"I think music will be the least of our worries if we ever have to do that, later, don't you think?" Miku's voice squeaked and her cheeks turned bright pink.
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Sousuke didn't see what the problem was--they were just words after all. Perhaps she was afraid of sex?
"We don't have to do anything," Sousuke said with a frown.
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"I know we don't have to... it's just a... word that makes me uncomfortable," Miku finished lamely with a wave of her hand. She sat back against the couch and sighed, knowing that at home, she'd quietly slipped away when Rei and Yuu had wanted time alone. "It's unromantic. 'Ere-'...'Ere'... well, you know."