Who: Everyone... and I mean everyone.
When: Sunday Afternoon
Where: Brooke's Musical Emporium
Summary: Brooke has a million little things he wanted to do with people. He has a date with Alice, He has violin lessons with Rikku, he has a re-match duel with Mitsuru, He wanted to chat with Sanji about dating, he was going to have tea with Sookie, he was
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He blinked, hearing the conversation spill from the polite seeming ... skeleton. He raised a thick brow, only just now realizing that he was asked who he was. "Ah... Claudio." He said a bit distracted by the living dead before him. So it was true. This guy was real--
He nearly choked though, a hand covering his mouth as if to cover a cough. "B-boyfriend? Ah, no, no... just a friend." He said without thinking, shaking his head.
The guy was handing Claire a box of uniforms? He raised a brow, glancing from the... was it -really- a skeleton!? He stayed near her, watching the guy's interactions. "Uniforms?"
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Alice sent her friend the text message as she waited for the thermometer to take her patient's temperature. She felt rather bad that work had to eat up most of her time once again, but she guessed that if she could find a way to spend time with the people she liked whenever she could... then perhaps she wouldn't feel so bad about always being in the hospital anymore.
She pocketed her cellphone-type NV and got back to her work. If Brooke sends a message back, she'd make sure to check it.
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"I sure am! Come by my shop in sector 3 any time, and I'll be waiting there for you."
Brooke hurried off to make more preparations for his date, making sure his violin was tuned, his menus were straight, and his roses were ready. He had been really nervous about this date and had asked many of his friends for advise, and almost all of them said flowers, which is something Brooke would have already done. So he had grown flowers just for this occasion, and they had just bloomed yesterday. As an afterthought, Brooke hurried back to his NV and put in the coordinates for his store.
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Tears stung the corners of her eyes. She didn't have the time to change into something more appropriate for a date. So she biked all the way from the hospital to the Emporium in Sector 3. In any case, if the sirens went off, Alice was sure she'd be alright. She had dealt with evening darkness before. What mattered most now was that she could get to Brooke for the date she promised him.
Quickly, she got off her bike, chained it up and rushed into the store.
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He had looked up every time someone had entered the door hoping it was her, but when it wasn't he simply got more worried. Finally reaching the end of his excuses to himself, he did what he did when he felt deep emotion, he played his violin. Brooke recorded himself on the violin with one of the devices in his store, and then played it back as he played the piano, creating a duet with himself. He played a song to match his mood and the song that he played with himself, went like thisBrooke had stopped looking up from his piano when ( ... )
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Obediently, he trailed after Brooke. Though the skeleton wouldn't be able to see the expression on his face with that hat in the way (really, how did he even manage to see) the knight was lively enough, head turning and ears twitching as he took in the sight and smell of the back rooms of the emporium. It was impressive, at least, to someone whose limited memory of civilization involved crowded villages or barren wastelands.
Up the stairs and into the back room. The knight had all of a moment to wonder at the purpose of the stage before Brooke lobbed a ball at him. Out of instinct rather than conscious intent, Fratley reached out and caught the ball before it could hit him, blinking in surprise.
"Ah." He looked down at the ball in his hand, then back at Brooke, inquisitively. The prominent claws didn't seem to pose him a difficulty in holding the ball, but... what now?
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"This will help you get a hold of the very basics of juggling. Depending on how good you are at doing that, will determine if you are completely ready for the next step." Brook sat down on one of the crates in the room with his cup of tea, and watched to see how well Fratley could handle it.
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"Interesting piece," he commented casually. "Picking up a lot of new songs, here?"
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"There are a lot of fascinating little musical pieces here I've never seen or heard before. It's positively remarkable! Selling music has been the perfect opportunity to find all sorts of hidden musical treasures." Brooke sipped his tea, and then entered a state of bliss. "And anymore of this tea, and I'll die a happy man. Although I'm already dead. Yohohoho!"
Brooke turned in his piano bench so he was now talking face to face with Sanji. "So how do you like our kitchen facilities at the musical Emporium? I managed to snag this place from a very elitist musician and from what I can tell, everything in this building is top of the line."
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He likewise took a sip of his tea - a good, strong black tea to get the day going. Just the way he liked it. "So. Were you serious about having me cook for the cafe? I can do a hell of a lot besides just bake pastries - but you know that."
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This was the first time she'd ever met an actual skeleton, but she was used to meeting her fair share of abnormal beings--vampires, weres, shifters. What was a skeleton added to the mix?
"Uhm... Brooke?"
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Instruments lined the walls and there were aisles of musical sheets, instrument polish, cds, metronomes, and pretty much anything else you could picture a musical store to have. To the left of the door were several tables with fancy lace table cloths, flowers in the center of the table, with a tea pot next to it. Brooke led her to one such table and offered her a fresh tea menu. "Since today you are my guest, you are welcome to your choice of tea from our menu. We have many kinds of teas, and some delightful pastries and sandwiches for you to dine on. What would you like?"
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When led to the table, she took a seat, looking over the menu. "Ah, someone told me about a Lemon Myrtle tea that's good for... relaxin' you. Do y'all have that here?"
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"Yohohoho! Do we have Lemon Myrtle tea here? If we didn't you could call me a drunken emu! My tea corner has almost every tea you could possibly imagine!" Brooke made his way into the kitchen and after a few minutes of clamoring and curses such as 'Well call me a drunken Emu! Where are you, you blasted...' Brooke finally found the specific tea he was looking for. He came out of the kitchen with a tea pot and an apology, as he poured her, her tea.
"Sorry about all that, I seemed to have misfiled it, and accidentally put it behind the Jasmine tea."
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