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 Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 1:13 pm
*sits at the bar and starts drinkin and dusn't stop till i can't think strait*
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 12:54 pm
Takeo walked slowly into the bar, his eyes taking in the place. Bars had never held much allure to Takeo, since his body held up the stubborn determination to not get drunk, but sometimes they were nice enough places to play. Drunk people tended to not complain too much as long as the music was fast and rowdy.
The young cyborg unshipped his instrument from its case and plugged the cord into his head. With out any fanfare Takeo sat down at one of the booths and slowly plucked a few strings. Turning his head to the side the cord that attached him to the insturment glowed and he plucked the strings again.
Supposedly he heard whatever he was looking for and he rested the insturmnet on his knee. One hand grasped the lower part of the neck and the other rested on the keyboard.
There was a brief silence before the black hared cyborg started to play. The song was haunting and the soft tones moved around the bar covering each of the other patrons like a soft viel. Just teasingly on the eadge of hearing and yet not there at all. Though it couldn't be heard at all Takeo's mouth moved as he sang to himself.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 3:07 pm
Lost in his song Takeo didn't notice anything else. It was always a good thing to not always be fighting. He was designed for war but his music was a way to prove that he wasn't just a gun for people to use. He was human even if his body was metal. Sometimes it was hard for him to remember that.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 3:24 pm
Sakura walked in with grace, though her hadn was on her hungry stomach, begging for food. Her warm lavender eyes looked tired as she sat down on a stool against a counter. Her stomach growled as she waited of rht e waitress to come around.
Exuse me miss? Wait would you like? The waitress said, with a pen and paper in her hand as she waited for the angel's reply.
Sakura's eyes sparkled, finally getting food after her month's journey and her week here, in Black Amber.
"Why yes, i would love to have a salad." she saiod with grace, with a smile; a pure smile.
"Right away.." The waitress bowed then went off. Leaving Saakura alone; deep in her thoughts as she ran her fingers through her long silky lavender hair.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 3:33 pm
Takeo's song slowly came to a stop, the young cyborg blinking his eyes and shaking his head to clear his thoughts. Getting lost in the music had an intoxicating feeling to it.
Takeo smiled and let hsi fingers rest back on the strings and keyboard before he started another song. This one was slow and had a vaguely sad feeling to it even though their weren't anywords.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 3:43 pm
The waitress came back; with Sakura's Salad. Sakura thanked her as she set the plate in front of her and hurriedly left to someone elses bidding. She heard someone singing nearby and smiled; she loved songs.
"What a nice song.." she said softly as she munched on a tomato.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:01 pm
The last few notes of Takeo's song came to a finish and he let the insturment slump down and fall into his lap. It was a sad song though he wasn't quite sure where he knew it from. He didn't remember where he knew any of his song. They were almost in his subconcious. But they were the difference between a gun and him. Maybe the only difference he was beginning to think.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:09 pm
She felt sad once he finished his song, though it seemed no one was clapping. So she clapped; she loved sad songs. She turned her attention towards him.
"I liked your song alot" she said placing her hands on her lap, forgetting about her salad.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:13 pm
Takeo's head snapped up as he heard the unexpecting clapping and the words. He quickly slowed his heart from it paniked pace and managed a weak smile.
"Thank you. Its nice to see somebody who appreciates music." Takeo brought his instrument back up into playing position. his fingers picked slowly across the strings, making a slow beat that he spoke to. "Do you have anything in particular that you would like to hear?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:19 pm
She brought her finger up to her cheek as she thought, thinking of a song. Then her eyes brightened as a idea flowed through her mind.
"How about..Moonlight shadow.." she said, smiling, as she swayed back and forth.
((if you don't know that song..then its okay))
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:23 pm
"Well I'm not quite sure if I remember it or not but if you hum a couple of bars than maybe I can follow it. Or who knows maybe I actually remember it but just don't remember." Takeo's fingers continued the slow slow beat on the string. It was kind of fun letting people listen to his songs. Like a game.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:26 pm
SHe nodded as she poened her lips and started to sing the first couple of lines
The last that ever she saw him,
Carried away by a moonlight shadow.
He passed on worried and warning,
Carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Lost in a riddle that Saturday night,
Far away on the other side.
He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight
And she couldn't find how to push through.
The trees that whisper in the evening,
Carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Sing a song of sorrow and grieving,
Carried away by a moonlight shadow.
All she saw was a silhouette of a gun,
Far away on the other side.
He was shot six times by a man on the run
And she couldn't find how to push through.
she then hummed the rest.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:41 pm
Takeo nodded his head in time with the first few lines of the song as he caught onto the rythem. Slowly his fingers started to pick out the song on the strings, his other hand moving quickly over the keyboard to play his keyboard as a duet.
As he played the song more he started to fall into it, not even needing her humming to keep the music playing. He could remember this song somehow. It was very fimiliar but he couldn't even begin to place where he could have remembered it from. It wasn't anytime in the past 26 years, but something else from later.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:46 pm
She continued humming it, forgetting that Takeo was playing the song nearby. The song reminded her of her home, her family, her pain, her sadness..even her past. Her eyes clouded with memoires as she thought of her mother first singing this song to her when she was only just six years of age.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:50 pm
Takeo slowly stopped playing as the song came to a close. "Well, that was a nice song. Kind of nostalgic and all." Takeo pulled up his case and placed the instrument back under the hardened casing. "So why do you like that song that much."
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