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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 7:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 7:40 pm
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Reverie Chanteur Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 10:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 10:43 am
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Reverie Chanteur Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 3:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 6:05 pm
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Reverie Chanteur Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 6:24 pm
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Awaiting his answer was a bit too hard for the young vampire, but it was worth it. His claps filled the quiet, commodious room. It brought warmth in her heart, if it were possible, but that didn't matter. Someone actually accepts her love for music, excluding her uncle; this could be defined the second best moment in her life. A natural? How is that possible for her? Seeing as to how amazing he was back then, this was amateurish.
"Lessons? No I haven't, but sometimes my uncle gives me music booklets to practice with. Like Chopin and Tchaikovsky, the fast rhythmic ones are the ones he usually gives me." After explaining herself shortly, her eyes gave a glint of excitement as she then exclaims, "Now! It's your turn Tai! I can't wait to hear you play again!"
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Reverie Chanteur Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2015 2:27 pm
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The notes that were in his magical fingers, were like fragile thread. Thread that needed to be set to become cloth, and that cloth was silk, laid out in dark waste. Yet that darkness faded and turned to light. The light that warmed her chest to the point of happy memories. Yet what were his memories? The memories that felt warm to him and the memories he put in his music. The only question left was the closing of the song, how would he end it?
Yet that didn't seem to be a problem to him, no, it was nice and slow. Ending with the soothing note which progressed itself till it faded out. Slowly opening her eyes, which she had not noticed were closed, she stared at the keys. The doll-like keys that played whenever he commanded them to. Hearing his voice after a short silence caused her to look up to look at him. Her eyes looked at his face, the expression he held, the feelings that he held inside his eyes. How did this man make such a beautiful melody and say that he, himself, was rusty?
"I beg to differ." She began, unexpectedly her voice cracking from the dryness of her throat. Her eyes slowly looked down at the bench as she continued. "Your playing wasn't rusty, it was... amazing. Each note left like strings pulling at my heart, each harmony tore a piece of my dignity, each measure nearly broke me into tears." She paused looking up at his face, trying to read his actions. "Who do you think you are?"
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Reverie Chanteur Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2015 3:52 pm
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Who do you think you are? The question began to fester for a moment, mainly because at times Tai didn't know himself. It wasn't something that could be easily answered because he had many years ahead of him to discover what exactly made him tick. Eyes blinked before he looked towards the keys, silent as her words had actually confused him for a moment.
His playing was amazing? Well he heard the compliment so many times but not once had people described the reason behind it. This female, one that he just so happened to crash into, seemed to know what exactly to tell him just to make himself feel better. A hand was brought towards the bridge of his nose as he releases a soft chuckle.
"I'm Tai Tokinawa. "
His words had a steady flow, as if he was sure right now. Only for once he needed to show her that he had that hint of confidence that he masked only in his performances.
"I'm a college student, studying engineering when I love music. Yet I had to let it go."
He turns towards her, a gentle smile given towards the female as he sighs softly and drops his head again. Something that he truly loved had to be given away in exchange for stability, a sacrifice some people make. He was included but he was no exception to still ache and love that hobby.
"I am Tai Tokinawa and I am a fool."
His head lifted back with a laugh, finally realizing it after all those years.
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