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 Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:14 pm
::Near the unused piano Matsuo appears, looking curiously at the ol instrument. She notices it has been played in the past few months but itjust now sits there lifeless, useless. She smiles and sits quietly on the dusty chair and strikes a c minor::
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:20 pm
*she hears the note from the piano and hums the note for a second then bites her lip and looks at Tj* I know But It's not tha' I'm afraid of what 'e could do to me...It's tha' I'm 'fraid wha' 'e could do to D, You or even my child...
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:23 pm
::She closes her eyes as she listens to the chord and shakes her head, she stands up and walks to the right side of the piano and lifts the lid and looks inside. She smiles and dissapears for a second reappearing another with a bag. She drops the bag, which makes a huge slam on the ground, and pulls out a small instrument. She then lifts herself slightly and begins to tinker within the piano::
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:23 pm
*smiles*
Kid's not even born yet and your acting like a mother. You don't have to worry Phia. D and I will be fine. We'll both do our best to get rid of Mas and his allies
*chuckles a little then nods to Matsuo over at the piano*
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:33 pm
*she smiled a bit* Ye say it like It's a bad thing...ye try not be'n over protective after ye've lost so much...
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:36 pm
::Noticing not TJ's nod, Matsuo continues working inside. After awhole you hear a weird stretching noise then a crack as if a whip had just snapped, and Matsuo pulling her face away from the piano quickly::
s**t...
::She said quietly, holding her cheek and small ribbon of blood running down it. She pulls her hand away from it and looks at her hand covered in her blood::
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:45 pm
*smiles sincerely at Phia*
You act like I haven't lost a lot..... nevermind. Just try to look forward toward a more hopeful end to this all.
*blinks at Matsuo*
You alright?
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:46 pm
: biggrin raeken stirs on the couch, sniffing the air then sitting up a bit too fast::
ow...stupid....i smell blood...someone get her some healing or something...and if it wouldnt be too much trouble...i still cant feel my legs well enough to walk, would someone mind getting me some blood?
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:50 pm
::Not really hearing TJ Matsuo kicks the piano and returns to her bag and pulls out a new chord, and her eyes narrow as she walk over to the kitchen and pulls out a packet of blood and lights a cigarette as she looks at the thing of evil::
Stupid piece of s**t chords.... older then Hell itself, ******** broke and hit me....
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:53 pm
*chuckles a bit at Matsuo. Then nods to D, he quickly goes to the kitchen, fetches a blood packet, and toses it to D*
Welcome back to reality
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:57 pm
*Reese walks inside, the smell of blood and vodka can be smelled on him. Seeing that the others were awake and talking he goes and sits adjacent to them in a couch. He cracked his neck and pulled out a cig*"What's up family?" *he smiled and lit the cig with his British flag lighter.*
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 8:58 pm
::he catches it and tears it open, drinking it all in one go::
...that should speed up my healing process a bit....ugh..
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 9:01 pm
*she looked over at D and smiled a bit* 'ey luv
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 9:05 pm
::he burned the empty blood packet and looked at Phia::
hey. i miss anything while i was napping?
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 9:06 pm
::Matsuo returns to the evil piano and begins to finish on the last repairs. Once done she walks around the piano to the seat in front of the keys, she cracks her knuckles before she places them delicately on them. She begins to play slow and sinister song, which sends shivers up your back. Matsuo slowly seays with the notes and rythm that the keys make, Her eyes closed her mind lost in the song::
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