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 Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 2:30 pm
 There are shelves, drawers, and covered that line the room filled with instruments, music books, and much more. Running-Bear makes sure his students were well stocked in supplies.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 3:04 pm
εїз I Ran My Mouth Off A Bit Too Much,
Entering the room soundlessly, a tall, white-haired man seemed to noticeably relax at the contents of the room. A small, pleasant smile appeared at his lips as he moved about the room to inspect each of the instruments visible before moving on to the shelves lined with music books. The fingers on his left hand skimmed the spines of the books, searching for something in specific. Probably a book filled with music for the instrument he carried in the black case in his other hand, but that's only a guess. Finding books for the instrument he was searching for, he pulls one at random and flips it open with his one free hand. Scanning the page with his eyes, he sets the book back on the shelf to set back to work scanning the shelf. Switching the case from his right hand to his left, he finally sighs with impatience before turning back to scan the music room. He was considering staying for a while, maybe playing a bit, but he still had to attend to his unpacked suitcases and possibly locate his roommate. So many decisions to make, so many things to do....
Playing a little bit wouldn't hurt.
Plucking the book he had replaced off the shelf, he moves to seat himself in one of the chairs provided. Setting the book on the stand and flipping it open to a random page, he clicks open his case to reveal what looked like either a large violin or a very small cello. Setting the case beside him on the floor, he raises both the instrument and the bow to begin playing the piece on the pages in front of him.
Oh, What Did I Say? εїз
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 3:20 pm
Running Bear walked into the room wearing an untucked pink bottom down shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. He didn't have much fashion sense. He notice the student playing. The man didn't want to stop the boy, but at the same time he would have to scold the student when he was done. The man took a rainmaker. It was a traditional instrument and started to move it back and forth. It had a relaxing sound to it. He hoped to have may students like the boy in the room right now.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 3:39 pm
A mousy dark haired boy walked into the room hearing the music. He love music. There was nothing better to him then playing music. He had his violin on him at all times. The boy looked over the other students shoulder looking at the music.It was familiar to him. It wasn't long before he pulled out his own violin and played over the other students shoulder. He love the feel of the smooth wood and he played with his heart as he looked at the notes. Then there was the teacher. He picked a soft instrument that only added to the sound. It was really nice to the teenager. He had originally came here to meet Mizuki, but this was fine as well.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 3:58 pm
εїз I Ran My Mouth Off A Bit Too Much,
Icarus continued to play after the teacher entered, not having heard him over the sound of his instrument. The viola sang, trilling and dropping masterfully as the bow flew across the strings. Another sound caught his attention, one that didn't quite go along with the song he was playing. Was that a rainmaker? One eye popped open, and immediately he spotted the man standing on the other side of the room. He couldn't be sure, but a part of him knew that it had to be the band teacher. Despite the presence, he did not stop playing; he hadn't been asked to, and stopping now would be absurd. He continued to play, his focus on the music unaffected by the new presence in the room. A violin began to sing out, and both eyes opened only to find that he could not see the other musician. He had known the sound was coming from behind him, just over his shoulder in fact, but he was slightly put off by the fact that he could not see the other. Even with the newest presence, stopping would be absurd, and he continued to play as he had been. A minute or two later, he was approaching the end of the song. The Sylph knew he would probably have to speak to the others in a moment, and though he was confused by the mood he was sensing, he finished the song strong and loud. Lowering the instrument and bow as the sound faded away, his eyes opened once more to fall upon the man across the room. "Well that was most interesting."
Oh, What Did I Say? εїз
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 4:06 pm
Cedric stopped and smiled. There was a presence about him that was different from when he was with people out in the world. This one breath confidence. "You play really well. Are you taking the strings class?" The teenager asked as he placed his violin back into it's case. One look at it and anyone could tell that it was expensive. Ced's family loved music and they had many expensive and fine quality instruments. "Do you like playing? What else do you play?" The young man continued with his questions. He just loved talk like that.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 4:42 pm
εїз I Ran My Mouth Off A Bit Too Much,
Slightly surprised at the boy's sudden enthusiasm, Icarus can't help but chuckle quietly. "Thank you. You are very good yourself." he responds, graciously accepting and returning the compliment. He could tell from the boy's reaction that he was passionate about music, and seemed comfortable in a musical atmosphere. "Yes, I am in the strings class. Yes, I enjoy playing. I also play violin and cello." he answered each question in order, an amused expression fixed on his features. "Are you also taking Strings Class? Do you play other instruments as well?" he asks, turning the questions back on the other student. He didn't bother asking the other question, as the answer seemed rather obvious to him.
Oh, What Did I Say? εїз
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 4:45 pm
John smiled as he put down his rainmaker. He let the boys talk as he continued to clean the room. Things needed to be in top shape for the classes he had. He organized. He put out many music sheet stands in a row so his students could use music sheets when they played over by memory. Though the best ones always knew it by heart.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 5:09 pm
Cedric smiled as the boy asked him questions in return. He knew he probably had made a new friend. He smiled. "I hope I'm good. I've been practicing for a long time. The boy commented about him being good. "We're in the same class. I play play just about everything. I'm great with the bass guitar and the double bass. I'm also in the jazz band and in choir." The teenager answered. He was excited it was easy to tell. If there was one thing that made Cedric happy it was music. He even was in a band and his family were famous musicians. His whole life revolved around music.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:20 pm
εїз I Ran My Mouth Off A Bit Too Much,
Keeping note of the man moving about in the background, his suspicions are confirmed; the way he moved about setting up, he was obviously the band teacher. Turning the vast majority of his attention back to the other student in front of him, he smiled once more. "Just about anything? You must be very talented." it was less of a compliment and more of an observation; one didn't know how to play most instruments by lacking talent. "I had been looking into Jazz Band and Choir, but there were other classes that also drew my interest." he shared, thinking back to when he registered for his classes. As much as he enjoyed music, he was also very much into art and literature. One class for each subject seemed like a fair compromise.
Oh, What Did I Say? εїз
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:46 pm
Cedric nodded. Everyone had to focus on their studies and where they wanted to go in life. Cedric couldn't think of anything but music as his career pathway. "The only other thing I'm good at is cooking, reading, and dancing. I'm also taking Mizuki Kaito's Dancing and Singing class. I'm really glad to talk at least one of her classes." The boy commented with a smile. He was a bit of secret fan of the singer. "She's supposed to go with me to an interview and is going to meet me here." The boy added. Cedric started to wonder when the woman would be coming. He needed to do that interview.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 8:00 pm
εїз I Ran My Mouth Off A Bit Too Much,
At the name Mizuki Kaito, he raised an eyebrow. "I'm also taking a class of her's. Ballroom Dancing, if I remember correctly." it had seemed like a good idea, considering his destined career path as a royal diplomat for his brother. Dancing was a large part of being a royal, and he might as well advance his skills as a dancer. "Though to be honest, part of that is due to my own desire to meet her. She is a very talented musician." he admitted, not seeming at all embarrassed by this private admission. At the mention of an interview, however, his interest was piqued. "An interview? What sort, if you don't mind my asking?"
Oh, What Did I Say? εїз
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 8:12 pm
Cedric firmly locked his violin case. What time of interview was he doing again? Wasn't it TV or something? "TV I think. I don't remember what my manger said about it. Was it for MTV or something?" He wasn't really sure of anything anymore. It didn't matter when his thoughts were broken by the entrance of his teacher.
Mizuki's heels were really loud as they tapped towards the two boys. "I'm so proud of you Cedric. I knew that you could do it. My unofficial little brother's first interview." She said with a happy hyper voice. The woman called out with joy. She hugged the young musician. "Please make sure that you don't bother me on a date next time." She added.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 8:47 pm
εїз I Ran My Mouth Off A Bit Too Much,
Pursing his lips, Icarus does his best to think about what the boy had said. MTV? What was an MTV? They didn't have television in his home, as there was no power source for them, so he wasn't very familiar with certain stations. He looked up at the sound of clacking heels, knowing instantly who the woman was. Even if he didn't know what Mizuki Kaito looked like, it was rather obvious from the way she spoke to his new friend who she was; Cedric had said earlier that he was meeting Mizuki here only a few moments before. His smile returned at the sight of the woman, though he made no sound or motion to indicate himself. It would be rude to simply interject into this private-looking moment, and there was always time to meet Miss Kaito later.
Oh, What Did I Say? εїз
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