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Entry tags:
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- armand,
- asch,
- blue beetle,
- brook,
- celes,
- clark kent,
- claude,
- daphne,
- demyx,
- dias,
- emmett,
- guy,
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- hanekoma,
- jason,
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- 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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"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."