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 Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2016 11:08 pm
In an attempt to distract himself from the numerous things that currently plagued his mind, Shun had set aside some time to try and vent it out with music. He could have tried to gone to the gym and punch out his frustrations, but he opted to go for something that should hopefully be a little more relaxing. Besides, he had work in the morning, and he probably shouldn't be having another 3am gym adventure.
After checking to make sure the instrument was tuned properly, he lightly strummed the strings with a sense of hesitation. Now that he had it here, he wasn't exactly sure what to do with it.
He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath. After a bit of silence, he started back up, playing a sort of slow and somber tune.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2016 11:13 pm
Being that it was 3am, Chel was only just working her way home. She'd been out with friends tonight because she didn't have a shift until 5. It had felt good to go out with people but there was something strangely alienating now. She found herself wanting to discuss her strange dreams and powers more than she did the useless, mindless drama of the week.
(Mind you, she still played her part. Chel would be shallow for as long as people needed her to).
She intended on crashing but instead found herself hearing guitar music. The noise confused her at first, seeing as it was late and there was no one around. At first she was content to call herself crazy for the night and go to bed.
Then she remembered Shun had a guitar and as she neared closer to his apartment she realized it was coming from his place.
She was paused for a moment, listening to the sound. Rather than knock or make any noise to disturb the sound, she sat down and pressed her ear against the door, closing her eyes and appreciating it. It was ... nice.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 6:44 am
Once he had gotten into it, Shun had sort of let himself get lost, focusing only on what he was playing. The sounds coming from the acoustic guitar were soft with some dark undertones to it. Over all, it was a relatively emotional piece, for someone who pretty much never showed any.
After the song ended, he opened his eyes, resting the pick against one of the strings of the instrument.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 11:57 am
Chel sat there for the entirety, feeling somewhat chilly after a time but also feeling like if she stood up the magic would fade.
When she was sure it was quiet for a while, she yelled, "Freebird!" towards the door with a laugh.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 12:14 pm
The pick hovered by the strings, ready to strike once more. Whatever had been going through his head, it was interrupted by the sudden calls of a certain girl outside. Shun's eyes darted to the door, fingers twitching. How much had she heard?
Getting up, he moved over by the door and opened up, glaring at the one standing outside.
"You were listening?" he asked lowly, not sounding particularly pleased. Not that he ever sounded pleased in the first place.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 12:42 pm
As the door opened, Chel collapsed in with it, not realizing that it was being opened until it was too late.
From the ground, she looked up. "Yeah!" she informed him, face much brighter than usual with a pearly smile.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 12:53 pm
When Chel came falling through the open door, Shun was able to quickly step out of the way to avoid the collision. He stared down at her, hard. He never meant for anyone to listen to him play.
"I am going to need to soundproof my apartment, dammit..." he muttered under his breath, "Did you want something, or were you just leaning against my door and listening for no reason?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 1:02 pm
"What?" she asked, bewildered. "No way you can't- yer playin' is amazin'. You can't just keep that t'yerself."
She was in the process of standing up off the floor. "I was just comin' home an' heard it. I love music an' s**t so I was listenin' yeah."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 1:42 pm
Shun shook his head at her, "I only play for myself."
In a way, he felt a little exposed right about now. He wasn't really sure how to describe it, but when he played, he never really meant for anyone else to be able to listen. It was an outlet for him. One he preferred to keep private if possible.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 1:44 pm
"Oh." A pause. "I get it, kinda. I think. Like zoning out sorta?"
Finally on her feet she dusted herself off a bit and leaned on his doorframe. "I get the feelin' it wasn't about learnin' to swim," she concluded. "I know yer fine but ... need someone fer tonight?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 2:24 pm
A shrug came from him, "Something like that."
Then, Shun just sort of grunted out, "I have a number of things on my mind, but learning to swim is not one of my concerns."
He hoped this wasn't about to turn into another thing where she was trying to talk him into letting her teach him. It was far too late in the evening to be fighting over s**t like that. Regarding her other question though, he hesitated. He seemed to consider it, in the least.
"No. I do not think so..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 2:27 pm
"Mm." She seemed to consider something. "Can I bring over my speakers an' some jams at least? I got good songs for ********' off to."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 2:57 pm
Shun furrowed his brow and tilted his head at her, "Two things. One... what do you mean exactly? Two... I am skeptical of your musical tastes."
He really wasn't sure what she meant by '******** around' here.
"Three things, actually; you can just listen to music on your own."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 3:37 pm
"Listenin' to music?" she said, raising an eyebrow back. "An' I got good music tastes."
She sighed. "I just wanna share some music that's good for when you got too many thoughts. It's 3 am Shun- cut me some ********' slack."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 4:00 pm
Shun was tired. Really tired. Closing his eyes, he just sort of resigned with a shrug, "Sure whatever. But if I say you go, then you go. Understood?"
It was late, and he didn't want another spiel where he'd have to literally kick her out of his apartment because she refused to leave.
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