[open rl | music block - music room 2]

[earthoftheearth]

[Ila is playing the grand piano, going at it hell-for-leather. She's hammering out a version of Beethoven's 5th Symphony with a lot more vigor than somebody with a supposed heart condition probably should do

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[earthoftheearth]

[Barely hesitating:]

The next class doesn't start for another fifteen minutes, sir.

[philogynous]

[Guess who is admiring the trap from afar.]

Wow, she's so amazing...

[earthoftheearth]

[Ila carries on playing, oblivious to her admiring audience, hands flying over the keys.]

[philogynous]

[... At this point there is now blood as Kanako's thoughts go to places that don't involve pianos and clothes anymore.]

[earthoftheearth]

[Still playing, Ila looks up at her.]

...Kanako, I think it's somewhat telling that I'm starting to identify the smell of blood with you. There are tissues on the teacher's desk.

[ihave_control]

[Allelujah has a free period and is in the music department to practise... some instrument that will be decided later :|;;. He only spots Ila when he's halfway to the cupboard that contains the school's instruments, and stops short to watch.]

[earthoftheearth]

[The cupboard's close enough for her to pick up on him in her peripheral vision, but far enough away not to make her jump.]

Hello, Allelujah Haptism, [she says rather loudly, so as to be heard over the piano.]

[ihave_control]

[And it's him who starts slightly before smiling and nodding in her direction.]

Hi, Ila. [Brief pause] I'm not putting you off by being here, am I?

[earthoftheearth]

[She smiles back, still not stopping.]

It would take more than just your presence to put me off.

[entthront]

[ flounces in :| ] God, that Yukari girl is such a bitch!

[earthoftheearth]

[For Nena, she stops.] What did she do now?

[entthront]

She was a total bitchwhore about me coming to class!

[earthoftheearth]

When isn't she a "total bitchwhore"? [she says, fingers making air quotes.]

[ton_elloran]

[Elloran slips into the room as she begins, choosing to sit on the floor rather than on the uncomfortable folding chairs, and begins reviewing his choir notes for the day.

Unconsciously he hums along, his voice matching her notes perfectly.]

I CANNOT READ, I APOLOGIZE. /tags again

[earthoftheearth]

[Ila seems to ignore him, but about two minutes in, she breaks her verbal silence, her playing continuing undistracted.]

Am I in the way?

It's okay!

[ton_elloran]

[He glances up, and smiles.]

Hardly. It is I who should be asking you that question. Would you prefer I left?

I would not wish to interrupt your marvelous playing.