3rd bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [in person/video]
[Hayato wandered into some fancy-ass dining hall completely drenched. He had been aimlessly wandering around in a sulky mood. The battle had already taken place in his world, and he had probably been labeled as a coward and a deserter if the Vongola family had even lived. He sighed and took over his wet collared shirt and slung it over his arm. He's strapped from head to toe with his dynamite, though his cigarettes were wet and wouldn't light much to his irritation. He hadn't cared about getting wet at first so he had remained outside a bit longer then he should have, which he ended up regretting.
Wandering further into the room he freezes and stares at the piano sitting idly in the front of the room. He scoffs and walks over to it. Figures they would have something like this here so some jackass could play for a bunch of pricks. Well here comes the jackass. Without much thought he sits down at the piano, staring down at the keys. He takes his blackberry out and places it next to him, giving it a good hard stare. It was off. Nothing was touching it. There was NO POSSIBLE WAY FOR IT TO TURN ON. He holds his hands out over the keys, then gives one more stare at the blackberry. Still off. Good. He turns back to the piano satisfied that the blackberry would remain off.
...and oh hey guess what just turned on the video feed?
Hayato's hands tremble over the keys for a moment. clearly something about playing has him scared, he starts off shakily with a few clumsy awkward notes, then after a deep breath goes into this. He quickly loses himself in the music, moving with it as he plays, even going as far as to smile a bit as he plays. Although he's probably hitting some of the notes with a bit of excess force.
Still, he had been hailed as a prodigy even when he was eight...]
Wandering further into the room he freezes and stares at the piano sitting idly in the front of the room. He scoffs and walks over to it. Figures they would have something like this here so some jackass could play for a bunch of pricks. Well here comes the jackass. Without much thought he sits down at the piano, staring down at the keys. He takes his blackberry out and places it next to him, giving it a good hard stare. It was off. Nothing was touching it. There was NO POSSIBLE WAY FOR IT TO TURN ON. He holds his hands out over the keys, then gives one more stare at the blackberry. Still off. Good. He turns back to the piano satisfied that the blackberry would remain off.
...and oh hey guess what just turned on the video feed?
Hayato's hands tremble over the keys for a moment. clearly something about playing has him scared, he starts off shakily with a few clumsy awkward notes, then after a deep breath goes into this. He quickly loses himself in the music, moving with it as he plays, even going as far as to smile a bit as he plays. Although he's probably hitting some of the notes with a bit of excess force.
Still, he had been hailed as a prodigy even when he was eight...]