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Day 39: Music Room

Feb 26, 2009 12:44

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 ( Read more... )

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promisedawhale February 26 2009, 18:09:25 UTC

After visiting his captain's room last night and finding the miniature piano he'd stolen still safely tucked away in Luffy's closet, Brook wouldn't have expected to see another one sitting in the Music Room as though it hadn't even been touched by him! And just because he didn't expect to see it, Brook didn't exactly think logically about the fact that it could have possibly been replaced or something like that. No, that would just make too much sense!

He eyed the instrument a moment, then warily moved towards it, ready to flee if necessary. It shouldn't be here. It should still be in Luffy's closet just as he'd left it! So what was it doing back here again? Maybe... maybe it was a ghost piano! Like when he'd had that visitor...! Ok, the visitor hadn't actually been a ghost, but Brook knew ghosts did exist! He'd run from enough of them to know that much ( ... )

mugenreppa February 26 2009, 19:39:55 UTC

[ Hope this is okay? ]

"Thank goodness what?"

Mele didn't need to lean over to look up into the man's face, which...sort of irritated her, but there was no getting around her height. Especially since she didn't have high heels anymore.

The voice that had pervaded the other room (it was an eating room of some sort, she'd concluded. A...cafeteria?) had been sort of freaky. Must have been some sort of psychological thing, though she hadn't made any sense of what the voice had said, other than the obvious. Was the true intent of the voice simply to announce the "patients" into a new room? And what was this "therapy" thing? Too bad the nurse had herded her away from her answer guy before she could ask any more.

promisedawhale February 26 2009, 20:36:32 UTC

"Eh?" Brook remembered that he was likely making a scene with his slight trembling at possible ghost instruments, and looked down to the person's voice. It was a woman, much different in appearance than Celes at the small piano, but still quite beautiful from where Brook was standing. He certainly hadn't seen her around before!

"Myyyyy, what a beautiful lady!" he said as though he hadn't been asked any kind of question.

I had to find a new icon for super embarrassed! xDD mugenreppa February 27 2009, 00:50:47 UTC

Caught completely off guard, Mele spent probably a good minute stuttering and then turned away, trying (in vain) to force the blood from her face. "D-d-don't be an idiot!" Of course she was a beautiful lady. This was...was...idiotic! Yeah.

And she thought she'd been in for a crappy day.

Hoping to divert attention away, she turned to look over the...oddly organized (and still brightly lit--though she was starting to get used to it) room. "What's all this?"

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kagurazuki February 26 2009, 18:24:53 UTC

Kagura was one of the first ones into the Music Room, but the only others were the lady at the piano or the super pervert lurking nearby. She had no interest in getting involved with him again, so she went to the far end of the room. Playing instruments wasn't something she was terribly good at, so she didn't mind sitting and listening for a while. After the day it'd been, hearing nice music might help her relax a little.

[Bridget]

roger_hug February 26 2009, 18:30:49 UTC

Bridget had met many nice people today, but he wanted to talk to Kagura. Just to make sure she wasn't angry with him. Holding Roger tightly, he walked into the Music Room and spotted her almost instantly.

He stepped up, suddenly shy, and looked down at his feet. "Hello Miss Sohma." He offered a nervous smile. She hadn't seemed mad on the board, but .... one never knew...

kagurazuki February 26 2009, 18:40:26 UTC

Kagura wasn't mad, not intentionally at least. Her body just tended to react a little more strongly than she realized at times. Which was why she always greeted Kyo with kicks and punches and body slams. Usually because he never called or told her where he was! For Bridget, it was she felt a little bit upset that they hadn't met up, but it was far outweighed by the relief she felt to see that he was alright.

"Bridget!" she jumped out of her seat and threw her arms around his neck, squeezing quite a bit tighter than she'd intended. Ok, so maybe she was a tiny bit upset that he'd waited until the end of the day to see her. But just a tiny bit. It wasn't as if she'd cracked his ribs or anything just yet, but it was by no means a conventional hug.

roger_hug February 26 2009, 18:43:51 UTC

"Oof!" Bridget was used to being greeted ... enthusiastically, so he only smiled and hugged her back despite trying to catch his breath. He was a lot sturdier than he looked after all.

"I'm glad to see you're alright," he managed to get out. Hopefully she'd let go before the lack of oxygen got to be too much.

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oldest_man February 26 2009, 18:40:21 UTC

Methos was just a little bit unnerved by the idea of a collection of nominal madmen being released into a room full of musical instruments. So it was a pleasant surprise to find he wasn't greeted with a horrid cacophony as he was ushered in by an implacable but smiling nurse, his pleas to be allowed to simply take a book into the Sun Room gently but firmly denied. There were only a few other people present so far, which might have helped. The tune being picked out by the woman at the keyboard wasn't to his taste (he was happy enough to leave that sort of music to MacLeod), but it was still pleasant-sounding.

He took note of the walkmans as something to take refuge in if that luck didn't hold, and settled down on one of the red couches with his journal. There wasn't anything serious he felt needed committing to paper just yet, with his notes already made, so he took refuge in dog Latin and small, amusing doodles. He'd be unsurprised if the nurses went through their patients' writing, so let them puzzle over that a while.

[for ( ... )

thyapocalypse February 26 2009, 19:30:05 UTC

Finding the replica in this place did seem to offer some answers, but none of the ones he had wished to hear. Even though it did give him an explanation for why he was here and some assurance that he hadn't completely gone mad, everything that was said about Auldrant had made him...uneasy. Not that he believed a single word of it, of course, but even if there was a slight possibility that he was wrong...

Van shook his head. There was no point in thinking of that things that simply wasn't true. His time would be better spent trying to learn everything he could of this place so that he could escape later. And, perhaps, maybe allow himself to relax if only for this one shift.

There was already a woman at the fontech keyboard, playing a song that he had never heard before. Van paused for a moment to listen before moving to look at the other available instruments, hoping to find one that he could play for himself.

[for Asch]

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thyapocalypse February 26 2009, 22:53:23 UTC

Van glanced over the instruments provided, frowning deeply. Of course it shouldn't come as any great surprise that they had such a poor selection, but it was still disappointing. There didn't seem to be anything of interest-

Then he stopped, catching sight of bright red hair. Bright, long red hair, clearly not from the replica.

So Asch was here as well, and seemingly prepared to leave. Immediately, Van crossed the room to catch him before he could go anywhere. Once there, he greeted him with a small smile. "Asch. It's a pleasure to see you again."

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heliokleptic February 26 2009, 19:36:44 UTC

Luke never really knew where he they were going when everyone moved, but just followed the direction of the crowd. This time it looked like some sort of lounge, with dark blue carpeting and red furniture in the middle. He noticed some weird devices along one wall, and boxes on another, but wasn't feeling very interested in inspecting them right now. He was tired, and now that the stressful conversation with Master Van was done, still hungry as well.

Walking over to one of the couches, Luke flopped down on it fast first, and scratched both hands over the back of his head, shaking up his hair in frustration. He could feel himself getting... what was the worse... used to? Numb. Maybe. Numb to the situation. There was too much. Too much to remember, too much to try to understand, too much that was completely different. The fact that this wasn't even his planet kept periodically, shifting up to the surface of his mind, and then just floated there as he was unsure what to do with it, how to even feel about it. Maybe if they could get out ( ... )

razing_phoenix February 27 2009, 01:53:34 UTC

Lunch had turned out to be uneventful for Guy, since after that stranger had run off, no one else had dropped by to interrupt his meal. Not that he would have minded, of course, but he did have to admit that it was nice to get some quiet time after running into Asch first thing in the morning ( ... )

heliokleptic February 27 2009, 04:18:49 UTC

The room began to crowd even more, and Luke restlessly rolled over. He was taking up an entire couch, and even if he was tired, felt a bit guilty at that. Actually, someone would probably come over to yell at him any minute now. He stubbornly rolled over and draped an arm over his head in defense, but the thought had chased away the sleepy feeling, and he knew he wouldn't get to just pass out and hope for reality to wash itself away to something to made sense.

He was alive. Van was alive. Ion was alive. All this planet Earth. In the crazy jail where they were someone's entertainment or experiment or something. It felt oddly reminiscent of the daze he had wandered around in immediately following Akzeriuth. The dull feeling he'd had when watching Asch travel around with his friends. He was a murderer. A replica. Nameless. Betrayed. And it all came down at once until it just didn't even seem real any more ( ... )

razing_phoenix February 27 2009, 09:31:27 UTC

Guy was glad that there were a good amount of these disc players, seeing how quite a few people were already listening to music by the time he got there. Unlike the "Game Boys," though, there were enough of these to go around. Usually all he did with the CD players was look at them, though he couldn't get to the batteries during the day without a nurse giving him a disapproving stare ( ... )

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