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 Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 6:09 pm
Saya followed some others outside the door but lagged behind them, her steps slowing down. Nobody noticed, pretty much, since they were heading towards the containment pods with resolute looks. There were a lot of them to "observe" the captures but Saya was sure she might just stay on the corner of the room. One capture, in particular, would capture her attention at a later date. Her steps slowed, her hands nervously linking and unlinking in front of her chest as she stood in the hallway.
Deep sigh, Saya, deep breathing in and out. She reflected, perhaps the last battle had unsettled her nerves and she simply needed to calm down.
Miss Charlotte did mean the hallway right? Not outside?
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 6:17 pm
The Moon Hunter assist had her stand fully unfurled, one side containing half-completed penciled in sheet music. She looked busy as she frowned, scrawled out a C- in one of the lines, and replaced it with a series of chords, and then erased, and replaced it with an arpeggio of thirds. On the other side was the mission report Caelius had given, though the only thing written on it was her name, and then in commentary, a neat series of music notes.
She nearly dropped her pencil as Saya approached her, quickly closing up the folder. "Hello, Saya! Is there anything I can do for yo-" Unthinking, Charlotte took a step back, knocking over the entire stand with a loud clack as everything toppled over and papers went flying. She gave the Moon trainee an incredibly sad and miserable expression - "Ah."
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 6:33 pm
"Um--"
Saya found the activity Charlotte was doing fascinating although she wasn't prepared for everything to fly out from both the moon hunters either. The loud metallic sound of the stand hitting the ground was alarming, her hands reaching out in a futile effort to catch it. But Saya found herself automatically on the ground instead, on her knees, both of them recognizing the failure in their not-so-fast reflexes in playing catch. Saya's body was stretched to reach several farther papers, pulling them all together.
Charlotte's incredibly sad expression was returned with an expression of shining eyes from Saya. "That's amazing! You compose music?"
She stared dumbly at the stack of papers at her hand, allowing the papers to shuffle in her hand into a neat stock. "Oh. I dont think I know the proper order of these papers." She said, now just as sadly. They looked complicated and by not putting them back right, Saya just made her moon division assistant's job harder.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 7:36 pm
The Moon assist blushed deeply as she took the stack from Saya, holding it close to her as if she had recieved the most important object in the world. "I- I wouldn't call it music, ... it's just silly things really, more like... you know..." She gestured with one free hand rather vaguely, as if words were difficult for her. After a while of blank expressions, she just completed the sentence with a vague "Thank you."
A music stand was held up in Saya's general direction before Charlotte, embarrsed, offered her other free hand. "It's very nice to meet you Saya, goodbye." A splutter. "Piu mosso, I mean- hello!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 8:11 pm
After a quick glance around to make sure there were no strays left under the door or down the hallway, Saya lifted a hand to return Charlotte's shake. "It's nice to meet you too .. Charlotte, I believe?"
Saya had no clue what "Piu mosso" was but latin, plus Charlotte's musical sheets, indicated a sort of hint. Saya tried to keep it in but a part of her hoped to break the tension, a chuckle directed towards Charlotte's countered greetings, a hand lifting to in a gesture of apology.
"Is it really that silly if you're working so hard on it?" A wondering tip of her head, thinking that if Charlotte carried all those around with her, it was a little more than that. ".. Maybe, one day if you have any spare time, you could .. um .. show it to me .. or teach me.. or something like that."
Saya finished lamely, thinking about how conceited or imposing she must have sounded. Self-conscious and doubt hit all at once, as Saya tried to make a speedy recovery.
"If you know, you have time!"
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