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 Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 9:33 am
  ♠ → → → i’m ѕłill lєāяηinġ hoώ ło łяυsł
ił'ѕ ѕo hāяď ło opєn υp
aηd ι'ď ďo ¤ āηyłhiηġ ¤ foя υѕ
i'm ѕłill lєāяηinġ hoώ to łяυѕł ← ← ← ♠
▪ × × × × × ▪ "Why don't you play more often, Torrance? You have a genuine talent. I didn't even know you could sing so prettily." Millie was asking, packing away the viola she had loaned Daniel for the short performance. The case closed with a velvet-lined snap, pulling Daniel from his silent stupor. Her twinkling brown eyes were wry as he finally met her gaze; he shrugged, trying to ignore the staring eyes he could feel behind him. His response was halted when, without warning, a loud sound broke through the stunned quiet.
Daniel jerked, turning on his heel. Applause froze him in place, green-blue eyes wide as saucers as he stared across the room. Among the people looking on, only two were still. Olive-colored optics, sleek black hair and a dark hoodie: as he watched, Gavin sent him an intense look. He didn't understand why the boy seemed so... chaotic, but Gavin was quick to turn and disappear out the bar's door. Daniel, taken aback, felt the corners of his eyes p***k with tears. The lightning strike of rejection, if that was what it was, astounded him. What had he done wrong?
Not hearing the congratulations from the trio behind him, Daniel tottered off the stage. His pace picked up, and before he knew it he was heading for the door. He didn't bother to stop for his belongings, acknowledge Christoph or notice the happy faces trying to get his attention. Instead he pulled open the door and darted outside into the late evening air. He halted to look left and right, only spotting Gavin's hoodie just before it disappeared around a corner.
"W-Wait!" He called, but his voice was too weak to rise above a strangled shout. Cheeks wet with forgotten tears, he took off after the dark-haired man, wanting - no, needing - an answer for the other's actions. Had his performance been so terrible? Fingers trembling, he rounded the corner and continued running until he was a feet few back from Gavin's hunched figure. "P-Please... Wait?" ▪ × × × × × ▪
♥»»» i'm ѕłill lєāяηinġ hoώ ło bєηď hoώ ło lєł yoυ iη
iη ā ώorlď ● fυll ● of łєāяѕ
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 10:51 am
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┌─────────────────────────────┐Gavin was walking at a normal pace by the time the door shut behind him. His hands already shoved in his pockets. Music tickled his eardrums as it escaped from the headphones he wore. He seemed rather calm; nothing like he was a few seconds ago. His eyes traveled up to the sky above. The night sky was clear and filled with tons of twinkling stars. It was absolutely beautiful. He smiled inwardly.
As Gavin rounded the corner he didn't notice someone trying to get his attention, but it wasn't long before he felt someone coming up behind him. He turned off his music so that he could hear the outside world a bit better. That was when Daniel called out in his normal unsure way. He stopped at the blonds request, but didn't turn around right away. A few moments later, he shifted his right foot so he could turn enough to allow him to look at Daniel comfortably. His face was like it normally seemed to be. Even when he noticed how the blonds cheeks were wet from crying; he kept his usual nonchalant look. Gavin didn't utter a word. He just stared at Daniel: waiting for him to speak.______________
【I am not a click track】
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Irako of the Desert Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 1:20 pm
♬What is Music?
Music is the rhythm of the soul
Every beat, every tone, every melody
Is in sync with the natural vibe of your body♬ ♬What is Music?
Music is an outlet, from the everyday
It can take away the pain you feel
Or add to the excitement of a new day♬ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎
The crowd in the Haunted Music Box slowly picked up their drinks and began their normal conversations again. Christoph's keen ears picked up snatches of the conversation. Everyone was wondering who Daniel was. Some people came up and asked about him. His answer was always, "He's a songwriter. He knows the girls up there." Nothing more could be pried from him. He knew how shy Daniel was.
He glanced to where the spot had been earlier, double-checking that it hadn't come back. Then he noticed Lacey trying to get his attention.
"Yes, my lady?" He said this with an exaggerated British accent that was intended to be amusing.
≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎♬What is Music?
Music is something that never changes, just evolves
Music brings together people of all ages
No matter what you believe in, Music brings common ground♬ ♬What is Music?
Music is my name
Music is who I am
Music is my life♬
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 1:53 pm
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♫ ℒacey ℋancock ♫
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Lacey looked at the source of the noise. It was that guy that was in the band with the red haired guy. She didn't notice the third band member because her eyes followed the black haired guy out the door. Shortly after, the guy with messy blond hair hurried out the door as well. What was going on?
That was when Christoph said something. Lacey turned slowly, with a confused look still on her face. He was looking right at her. What was with that silly accent? Her mind was running too fast for her to find it funny at the moment. Any other time she might of cracked a smile. She walked back over to the bar and sat down. "Uh..." she started as her eyes traveled to look at the counter. "It's nothing...sorry." Her eyes traveled back up to look at Christoph as she smiled slightly.
She couldn't ask him something like that. Her lips touched the edge of her glass gently before she took another sip. Lacey was shy. She couldn't bring herself to ask such a question. Plus, what if it looked like she had some kind of interest in the guy she wanted to know about? That might be weird. It was totally possible to have a misunderstanding occur because she had a tendency to say things wrong sometimes. Her fingernails tapped on the bottom of the glass that now sat on the counter as she stared at the liquid inside.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 2:23 pm
♠ → → → i’m ѕłill lєāяηinġ hoώ ło łяυsł
ił'ѕ ѕo hāяď ło opєn υp
aηd ι'ď ďo ¤ āηyłhiηġ ¤ foя υѕ
i'm ѕłill lєāяηinġ hoώ to łяυѕł ← ← ← ♠
▪ × × × × × ▪ Staring at the hard lines of Gavin's back, Daniel swallowed down a tremulous sound of distress. Why was he doing this, anyways? It wasn't any of his business, but he couldn't leave the issue alone. That stare this man had given him... he could still recall it's severity. It bothered him, disturbed him and, in a sense, enthralled him. What part of his short performance had driven so much emotion through Gavin that he would have to leave immediately afterward?
Finally, the taller male gave him a hint that he was waiting. A single pale green eye glanced back at him and Daniel froze, paralyzed by indecision. What should he say? Was he just over-reacting as usual? The demure male took a shuddering breath, fingers grasping the hem of his shirt, twisting the fabric faintly. "...I n-never meant to upset anyone... let alone a f-fellow musician. I can't... apologize for the song. It's too important to me to... to... say such a wounding thing..."
No, no! Where was he going with this?! He could hardly piece his thoughts together before new ones came stumbling in to replace the current ones. Fumbling for something to say that made sense, Daniel's cheeks grew pink. Scrubbing away the remnants of his prior dejection from his face, Daniel somehow managed to meet Gavin's expectant stare. "If you didn't like it, I'm sorry. I w-wanted it to be more appealing, but... but it's hard to change something I like as it is... Please, I didn't mean to make you m-mad. Um. Sorry. I won't keep you Gavin... Bye..."
With a shaky breath, Daniel turned away, heavy-of-heart, his steps quick as he tried to escape another bout of rejection. Somewhere in his mind, he knew that he'd wanted the other man to like his songs. Just why was a mystery, but it still left him morose that it'd done just the opposite. Reaching the bar's entrance, he hesitated on the threshold. Sighing softly, he went in, returning to his cold tea and half-forgotten notebooks. ▪ × × × × × ▪
♥»»» i'm ѕłill lєāяηinġ hoώ ło bєηď hoώ ło lєł yoυ iη
iη ā ώorlď ● fυll ● of łєāяѕ
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 3:58 pm
♬What is Music?
Music is the rhythm of the soul
Every beat, every tone, every melody
Is in sync with the natural vibe of your body♬ ♬What is Music?
Music is an outlet, from the everyday
It can take away the pain you feel
Or add to the excitement of a new day♬ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎
"Oh, come now. You were trying to get my attention for a reason, weren't you, Lacey?" Out of the corner of his eye, Christoph noticed Daniel come in, looking shaken and upset. Must have something to do with Elijah's friend walking out in such a huff. He looked back towards Lacey and in a teasing tone, asked, "Is it about Elijah?"
He had seen how flustered she'd become when Elijah had come to order drinks. The girl wore her emotions on her sleeves in neon lights.
"I mean, I understand if you're interested in the Wells boy, but I should warn you, he's a ladies' man."
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Music is something that never changes, just evolves
Music brings together people of all ages
No matter what you believe in, Music brings common ground♬ ♬What is Music?
Music is my name
Music is who I am
Music is my life♬
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Irako of the Desert Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 4:09 pm
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♫ ℒacey ℋancock ♫
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Lacey looked back at Christoph when he started speaking to her. She didn't respond to his first question before he asked about Elijah. Wait, who was that? She probably had a confused look on her face at that point. Then he said the last part. Wells? Interested? What was he talking about? How did this turn into a misunderstanding without her saying anything at all? She took a large sip of her drink and set it back on the counter. "What...are you talking about? Who is Wells?" The words didn't seem to come out right away, but finally she just asked. How could she not? He was saying things that were confusing her. She was starting to feel like she walked into a place that is filming a soap opera. People are assuming things. Others are storming out. She is getting way more attention than normal. What next?
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 4:52 pm
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┌─────────────────────────────┐Gavin gazed down at him as he waited. Why did he seem like a deer caught in headlights? It was taking forever for the guy to say something after chasing him down. Was he always like this? When Daniel began to talk, Gavin turned to face him completely. He listened to the blond ramble. His words were both aggravating and good to hear. For that reason, he didn't react at all. He just continued to listen in silence. Still staring back at him.
Gavin watched Daniel turn and walk back around the corner. He just stood there, staring at the corner that Daniel was at a moment ago. Did he really come to apologize? And why did he care what he thought anyway? They just met after all. Daniel didn't understand at all. Of course he shouldn't apologize for the song. For some reason, Gavin felt like that wasn't what the blond really wanted to say. He probably wanted to know why he reacted like he did. Even if Daniel asked him, he might not have told him. After all, they are not close at all and he doesn't like going out of his way. At the same time, he felt like he couldn't just let the guy stay in turmoil about it all. He looked up at the stars as he remembered the tear-stained blush. A soft smile graced his lips as he leaned his back against the wall. "You're gonna be trouble..." Gavin said out loud. It wasn't like there was anyone around to hear him though.
What was he going to do now? He just can't leave things how they are, but he isn't one to go spewing out his reasons for something he did. Especially in a case like this. Gavin knows he acted out of character and it that bothered him. It was a rare occurrence, and he never liked it. There was a deeper meaning to his outburst than the just the surface one, and he knew that. There is no way he would disclose such information to someone he wasn't close to. He is a private person after all. Gavin closed his eyes as he thought.
A few minutes later, Gavin decided not to dwell on the issue anymore tonight. Now was not the time. Well, it was more like he just didn't want to think about it at all. Maybe later...maybe. He pushed himself off the wall and started heading toward the entrance to the bar. When he walked in, his eyes scanned the place before resting on Daniel. His orbs seemed to switch back to the same gray blue color they were earlier in the evening. He walked over in his normal manner. When Gavin stopped next to Daniel, he let two of his fingers land on the table. Making a gently but loud enough tap. He let his hand slide off the table as his eyes looked at Daniel. "Don't concern yourself with me." He stood there for a moment. Almost as if he was challenging Daniel to ask what he wanted. The moment passed and he started walking back to his band.______________
【I am not a click track】
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Irako of the Desert Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 5:24 pm
♬What is Music?
Music is the rhythm of the soul
Every beat, every tone, every melody
Is in sync with the natural vibe of your body♬ ♬What is Music?
Music is an outlet, from the everyday
It can take away the pain you feel
Or add to the excitement of a new day♬ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎
"You know, the redhead over there. His name's Elijah Wells. Oh, looks like his friend came back in." Christoph nodded toward the quiet one talking to Daniel. He smiled at Lacey. "You really shouldn't be so shy. A pretty young woman like you is bound to be approached by other guys."
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Music is something that never changes, just evolves
Music brings together people of all ages
No matter what you believe in, Music brings common ground♬ ♬What is Music?
Music is my name
Music is who I am
Music is my life♬
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 6:15 pm
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♫ ℒacey ℋancock ♫
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Lacey turned her attention to the redhead he was referring to. Oh so that's who the guy was talking about. A sharp gasp escaped her lips when she noticed the light blue haired guy sitting at the same table. He is part of the band? Why does he care about her? Does he think she is a threat? Maybe he is gay. She glanced at the friend who was talking to the blond haired guy. Then her eyes shifted to look back at Christoph, just catching his smile. Lacey smiled gently as she looked back into her glass. Christoph seemed nice and friendly. He tended to compliment her without saying it flat out. It seemed more sincere and didn't bother her like it would if it was more direct. But he was probably just being nice. After all, he has to keep customers happy and probably ask a bit flirty with ever girl that walks into the place.
Suddenly Lacey remembered what he said earlier. "You know, it's not that I'm interested in Wells," she began as she looked up at Christoph again. She was speaking a little faster than normal. "I mean...he seems interesting, but it's not that I like him in that way..." she trailed off and looked back at her glass. How could she? She didn't even know the guy.
Her mind wandered to the last thing Christoph said. Lacey took a sip of her drink as she thought. Approached by other guys? Wells only came over to get drinks. It's not like he really tired to talk to her. Plus, she'd probably be freaked out if some guy just came over and started talking to her. Shouldn't be shy? Like she could turn off being shy; like a light. That thought made her imagination run wild, making her giggle softly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 10:55 pm
♠ → → → i’m ѕłill lєāяηinġ hoώ ło łяυsł
ił'ѕ ѕo hāяď ło opєn υp
aηd ι'ď ďo ¤ āηyłhiηġ ¤ foя υѕ
i'm ѕłill lєāяηinġ hoώ to łяυѕł ← ← ← ♠
▪ × × × × × ▪ A quiet tap against his table's rounded surface startled Daniel from his senseless musing. The pen he'd just picked up fell from his hand and rolled away, clattering against the side of his tea cup. Chin jerking up, the soft blond gasped silently as cool slate eyes met his curious stare. Immediately he hunched in on himself, disquieted by Gavin's return. Was his apology no good, then? Or had he said the right thing for once? His mind spun slow circles, around and around, until a single phrase shattered the cycle and bewilderment flooded in to take it's place.
'Why... would he say that?' Daniel cried in his thoughts, staring blankly as Gavin turned and headed off. It was as if the drummer was... trying to instigate him. As if by saying to ignore him, he really wanted something else. But what? Daniel had no idea; he'd never been in a position like this before, when taking one wrong step could lead to broken ground. Biting his lip, blond brows furrowed as he plugged the welling hurt trying to break free inside him. None of this made sense. His song hadn't been written to target anyone, no one but the sentiments buried within his heart.
Without much forethought, Daniel rose and gave chase. Several quick strides and one hand reached out to grasp the sleeve of Gavin's hoodie. Large aquamarine eyes rose to peer up at the taller male, a daring behavior backed only by a quavering courage that threatened to crumble without warning.
"I... what if I... said I couldn't? T-that, right now, letting you walk away was impossible? I... won't let whatever happen disappear. You can't... m-make me. As a grown man, I want things to be... right, between us. You just have to tell me what I did wrong." Daniel murmured, fingers trembling as he fought off his submissive nature to stare directly into those cool grayish eyes.
Taking a breath, he released the other male's sleeve, clasping instead his forearm in make-shift defensive stance. Glancing around once, he licked his lips, feeling as though his mouth had gone dry from nerves. This was reckless, whatever it was he was doing. Just why it was so important to make things better... to understand what had gone on earlier... alluded the blond. His heart thudded crazily as he waited, then managed to add, "I... don't sing often. So when I get a response like yours, I want to know why. ...Why did it upset you? Gavin?" ▪ × × × × × ▪
♥»»» i'm ѕłill lєāяηinġ hoώ ło bєηď hoώ ło lєł yoυ iη
iη ā ώorlď ● fυll ● of łєāяѕ
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 7:49 am
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┌─────────────────────────────┐Gavin stopped walking when he felt a tug on his sleeve. As he turned around to face the person, he let that one hand slip out of his pocket. His eyes met the others determined stare. Right before Daniel started to speak, Gavin glanced at his free hand that was being held by his hoodie sleeve. He made no move to resist. It wasn't worth the effort. Plus, he knew that he would get his arm back later. With his eyes resting back on Daniel's, he listened to what the other had to say.
His eyes narrowed slightly when Daniel finished the first bit. Gavin stood there, peering into those big blue green orbs, thinking. The guy seemed like he got a boast of courage. He was acting a bit different than before, although the way he babbled remained the same. Interesting. Was he trying not to show his nervousness? He smiled inwardly while relaxing his eyes back to normal.
That was when the blond said something else. Did this guy always try to ask someone such questions when they seemed to dislike his singing? It seemed silly to waste time with everyone that responded that way. Maybe this is the first time he got a response like that.
After a short moment of silence between the two: Gavin finally said something. "Why are you trying to make things better when they were never good to begin with?" It was all he asked: just one question. Even so, his mind kept racing. Why was he going through all this effort just to make things right? Does he really care so much about everyone he meets?
Gavin was well aware of the fact that he didn't bother to answer what the blond really wanted to know. Although his question was somewhat related to the why, there was no way he was going to do that. Sure, he might touch the surface of it if Daniel stayed persistent, but he wouldn't go deeper. It would involve revealing part of who he is. That part was private. Daniel is just some guy he met that triggered an annoying response from him. After all, it took years for Elijah to really become close to him. They basically know everything about each other now though. Daniel was nowhere near that close, thus he wouldn't divulge such information about himself no matter what the blond did.______________
【I am not a click track】
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 2:06 pm
♠ → → → i’m ѕłill lєāяηinġ hoώ ło łяυsł
ił'ѕ ѕo hāяď ło opєn υp
aηd ι'ď ďo ¤ āηyłhiηġ ¤ foя υѕ
i'm ѕłill lєāяηinġ hoώ to łяυѕł ← ← ← ♠
▪ × × × × × ▪ He had known that getting a prompt response out of Gavin would be nearly impossible. While he was the sort of person whom preferred to wait till he was asked something to speak up, the taller drummer was, in all manners, a silent human being. His personality was a mystery; almost nothing could be made of what emotions he was feeling or what he was thinking by looking at him. Those cool slate-green eyes were hard to see beyond; even now, Daniel's composure wavered as he tried to swallow back a lump of distress.
What was finally said, however, broke his stare. Eyes widening, Daniel's face paled as warning 'pinged' through him. There was always something dangerous lurking beneath this man's solemn nature, although Daniel wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing. All he did know was what he heard on those rare occasions Elijah and his band-mates played: then he could watch Gavin without feeling self-conscious. It was the only way he could learn something new about the dark-haired boy. What was beyond him, though, was the reason why. He didn't normally make it a habit to learn about someone he barely knew.
Unconsciously, his hand clenched around his other wrist, gripping fabric and flesh like vital lifelines. Already he had bitten his lower lip enough to turn it a flushed red, obvious against the peachy color of his skin. "Is it a bad thing to want... I just... wanted to be your friend. Since I first saw you here, I wanted that. I can't say why... we've only spoken once before, but when you play... It's..." Daniel let his voice trail off, his eyes misted as a wistful expression crossed his face. Yeah. That was one of the reasons he wanted to make things better, for an unknown purpose. Gavin was so gifted, even if he might think differently. Just thinking this gave Daniel enough courage to look up again.
"I'd like... to become someone you'd talk to. Freely, or brokenly. I suppose... That 'Lovely Secret' was my way of saying that, even if I didn't know it..." The blond whispered, weary of the emotions running rampant through his soul. His thin shoulders shrugged and his gaze lowered, and he remained oblivious to his surroundings.
{{BTW... I think it'd be good if Gavin relented a little bit, in some way... Daniel isn't highly persistent and he's too used to being rejected to change that fact... for now. xDDD }} ▪ × × × × × ▪
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 6:11 pm
♬What is Music?
Music is the rhythm of the soul
Every beat, every tone, every melody
Is in sync with the natural vibe of your body♬ ♬What is Music?
Music is an outlet, from the everyday
It can take away the pain you feel
Or add to the excitement of a new day♬ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎
"Lessee... You play the bass, right, Lacey?" Christoph wasn't really asking, just making sure she got the point. He remembered just fine what she'd said to the younger girl earlier. He waggled his eyebrows at her and said, "You know, guitarists love good bass players. Elijah would probably be interested in talking to you just about that, even if he found you utterly repulsive and disgusting. Which you aren't, so you'll be fine."
In the back of his mind, a little voice wondered, Why are you trying so hard, Christoph? You don't usually play matchmaker like that. But he could feel something there. Something was supposed to happen between those two. He didn't know what, he just knew it had to be. It had nothing to do with the Haunted Music Box, just his own gut feeling. And as shy as Lacey was acting, she'd need more than a little nudge. Christoph was afraid he might have to take a sledgehammer to pound the idea into her skull to talk to Elijah.
≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎♬What is Music?
Music is something that never changes, just evolves
Music brings together people of all ages
No matter what you believe in, Music brings common ground♬ ♬What is Music?
Music is my name
Music is who I am
Music is my life♬
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Irako of the Desert Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 7:22 pm
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┌─────────────────────────────┐Gavin watched his reaction to the question. It was hard to believe that those eyes of his could get that wide. He felt kind of bad that he seemed to be hurting the blond so much. Strangling his own wrist and making his lip bleed. The two of them were so different when it came to showing emotions. A barely there smile appeared on his face. Most wouldn't have noticed it, but it wasn't impossible to see.
Gavin pulled his other hand out of his pocket; placing it on Daniel's hand. Gently, he lifted each finger away from Daniel's suffocated wrist. His other hand grabbed a clean napkin from a nearby table. Then he lifted Daniel's hand in front of them, palm up, and placed the napkin in it. "Calm down," was all he said at that moment. He let his hands drop back to his sides, still watching the shorter male. His slight smile was now gone.
"I'm sorry," he began, "I can't give you everything you want right now." He paused for a few seconds; although, it probably felt like hours. "But...we can be friends." The words sounded funny coming from him, but it wouldn't hurt. Having a second friend, although it feels weird just thinking about it. Not that they would be good friends suddenly, but it was a start. Would it really be enough to satisfy the blond though? It's not like he said that just to calm the guy down. Daniel seemed like he could become a good friend after all.
Gavin felt like it wasn't enough. That he had to address his reaction to the song. "You sang beautifully..." he confessed. It was true that he felt the blond was good at what he does, but he also felt like there was something missing. He just couldn't put his finger on it. Even though he intended on saying more, he just couldn't tell him why he reacted like he did. How could he? After all, he didn't even know himself. Not completely anyway. "Maybe we can talk about it later," was what he said instead. He stuffed his hands back in his pockets. He always needed a day to figure things out when he had an out of character moment. Gavin knew that he probably confused the blond even more, but he didn't think he could say anything else at this point in time.______________
【I am not a click track】
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