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 Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 12:02 am
*He lets out a tired grunt of protest to the hair ruffling and yawns again* oyamasu.....kaiori....san ~_~ *He was pretty much asleep before the sentence was over*
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 8:53 am
*Cali flys on the roof of the BC she sits down looking at the morning sky*
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 9:07 am
*she streches and lays down*
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 9:27 am
*Cali looked at the sky for a bit then got up and floted down to the ground and went inside the BC* home sweet home *she grinned*
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 9:48 am
*Cali sat down on the couch and sighed* so quiet
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 10:11 am
*She lookes around to make sure no one is there and gets up and grabs a boombox and playes her favorite song and starts dancing* whee
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 10:15 am
::Matsuo appears in the darkness of the rafters, her red eyes peircing the darkness. She drops down landing softly on her heels, she looks around and smiles as she heads towards her usual seat. She sits down and pulls out a bottle of hundred year old scotch, she then places it besides her and then she pulls out a small tumbler glass. Slowly she pours the amber liquid into the glass. Matsuo places the cap back on the scotch, she takes a sip and leans back in her chair::
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 10:17 am
*Stops dancing and dives for the music to turn it off* umm.... h-hello redface *she blushes*
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 10:21 am
::Matsuoi slowly looks over to the girl, and smiles::
It's alright, keep on playing if you wish.
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 10:30 am
*she unplugs the boombox* nah.... I might as well not embaress my self to much *scraches the back of her head* hehehe
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 10:36 am
well I should get going for a bit *walks out to the gardens*
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 10:37 am
Meh, that is alright. Music expresses the soul and should be expressed.
::She takes a sip from her glass::
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 10:49 am
::She looks around the room and noticing that there is no one there she places her glass down and pulls out a silver flute and begins to play a slow and melacholy song. She closes her eyes losing herself in the music::
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 11:06 am
Heswina was standing just outside the dojo, listening to the music with interest, half her mind was on the melody of the music, the other half was watching everything around her, without making it look like she cared.
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2004 11:20 am
::Matsuo slowly increases the beat to a more mythical tune, opening new lands with every note. Three windows to other times appear in front of her each one a small part of her life and what her memories allow her to see, one a window of a house made of marble somwhere in Italy, during the Renasiance era, another of Loki saving her from a burning building, and the last of a man swathed in a black claok walking towards the rising full moon. A tear appears in her eye and continues playing on with her morse and melancholy tune::
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