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Feb 14, 2009 23:54

Characters: Saber ( saber_violinist ) and Gilgamesh ( gate_of_babylon )
Date/Time: Feb. 14 I would say about like...8 p.m.
Location: Underground studio
Rating: PG-13 Because of Gil.
Summary: While in hiding Gil worked on something for Saber, little did he know that Saber did too.

( Damn you Gil... )

closed, gilgamesh, saber, in progress

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gate_of_babylon February 15 2009, 05:04:47 UTC

Once Saber had been ushered in, it was not long after she was greeted by the familiar grin of the very one who had summoned her there.

"Good evening, Princess," he teased, his arms folded across his chest. "Ready to rock?"

saber_violinist February 15 2009, 05:10:33 UTC

Jerking at the nickname of Princess; her head whipped in the direction from where it came and pulled her equipment bag from over her shoulder and laying it on the floor gently, unzipping it and taking out her violin case, from that she took out her red wood violin. “Do you know how dangerous that was?!” she barked after the silence, turning to him, holding the violin by the neck in her right hand, jabbing the bow at him with her left hand. Blinking a few times, still in confusion of her reason of being in this place, she tilted her head to the side and asked him; “What in heaven’s name are you talking about?”

gate_of_babylon February 15 2009, 05:25:34 UTC

He couldn't help but laugh at her fussing. "Of course, I know," he commented. "That's one of the things that makes music so exciting in this town, the fact that it's verboten".

Casually taking her hand and placing it in the crook of his arm, he steered her into the waiting recording studio. "Just this," he replied as he handed her sheets of music.

"You were wondering why I've been holed up in my room, haven't you? Well, now you're about to find out."

saber_violinist February 15 2009, 05:35:48 UTC

“You should be verboten.” she snorted bluntly, rolling her eyes at his light-heartedness. It was as if he hardly cared…the only problem with it was that he didn’t care which made it an even worse problem than it needed to be.

Letting his hand take hers, not reacting much to it than a simple blush and grasp of his sleeve, she followed his lead. Taking the sheets of paper and eyeing them over, her expression changing from what looked to be aggravated to a dropped jaw. Lifting her eyes to him, back to the sheets, and than up to him again she nearly lost her words but managed to bring them back up. “You wrote these yourself?”

This is what he’s been doing…? she couldn’t help but feel bad for assuming farfetched reasons to why he had been hiding out. Softening her eyes, and her smile gaining more warmth, she chuckled as she spoke “You always know how to surprise me…this is wonderful. I’m speechless. I don’t know what to say.”

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