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[eveningmoonrise]

[The courtyard with the lotus pond, has a sole occupant. The 14th sits in silence, his hands respectfully in his lap as if he dare not touch any of the flowers around him.]

[He's quieter than usual, not even a hint of a smile on his face.] You never know what you have, till it's gone.[He lifts up the violin case by his seat and starts to play a

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[kicking_balls]

[Daisya sits next to him, silent. He has Mugen strapped to his back and he's in full uniform, a black sash tied to his right arm.]

[He says nothing as he folds his legs and closes his eyes, listening to the music.]

[eveningmoonrise]

[He continues to play the tune, not saying a word.]

[kicking_balls]

[They'll be like this a while then, because Daisya is sinking slowly into meditation--hasn't meditated in years, but even with the music int he background it comes back to him.]

[eveningmoonrise]

[As if sensing what Daisya is doing he shifts from the tune to something soothing and melodic. Perfect meditation music.]

[eveningmoonrise]

[His voice is softer than usual, the tune slowing into a rich yet calmer melody.] Allen, it's been a while.

[eveningmoonrise]

...it's alright lad. I've been fairly absent myself. But know that you couldn't really hurt me. ...a friend has been killed. By what I'm not sure. [He can't help the raw pain in his voice and the cold promise underlining it.] If I find out what, they'll pay.

[failingfelicity]

[Miranda's silent as she watches him, leaned against the courtyard's doorframe as she smokes. She'd caught wind of a death amongst her world mates, but doesn't know the particulars just yet.]

[eveningmoonrise]

[He's still not saying anything despite sensing she's around. The only sign he's aware of her is how he shifts from human to Noah.]

[failingfelicity]

[She notices this, but still doesn't move or react herself until he's finished playing. Then he gets a quiet, just-this-edge of slow clap.]

[eveningmoonrise]

[He lowers the instrument and looks back at her.] To what do I owe the visit?

[clownhate]

[He stops in the doorway, listening to the violin but not entering the courtyard for now. And he mutters something under his breath.]

...Why's that sound so sad?

[eveningmoonrise]

[He doesn't say anything in reply, the soft notes of the song saying all he feels he needs to.]

[clownhate]

[Still thinking that Alex doesn't know he's there, he walks quietly further into the courtyard, and sits down on the grass. And he frowns. As beautiful as the music is, it doesn't sound right to him.]

[eveningmoonfall]

Hello, lad. [He doesn't turn his head but he knows you're here.]

[solo_insanity]

[Moves to take a seat leaning over the pond examining the flowers within.]

I hear they grow better with softer music. As strange as that sounds.

[eveningmoonrise]

It doesn't sound strange. I've heard it too. [He changes the tune to hold the same emotions yet softer.]

[solo_insanity]

[Just makes an amused sound in the back of his throat.] These seem to be growing fine on their own, but a little help couldn't hurt, could it?

[eveningmoonfall]

It never hurts to help something grow, that's true. How have you been?