Aoi Park
Instrumental Music
Grade 11
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Post by Aoi Park on Aug 12, 2010 15:31:29 GMT -4
Time. Something the Chinese boy didn’t think he had enough of right now was time. Time to think, to act, to do all of the stuff he wasn’t allowing himself to do because of some stupid drama. It was just taking it’s toll to heavily on the older boy. Now 18 years old he could no longer hit anyone without there being some sort of problem afterward legally. Now that he was 18, he was just another year closer to his death bed and he just wasn’t in the mood to think about such things but sadly he had too. If he didn’t think them then he would be forced to later on in life and that was just something he wasn’t willing to do, no matter what anyone said he wouldn’t do it. Slowly he opened the large doors and looked around inside the concert hall and pursed his lips a little bit, no one was in here. Alright then this would be his hiding spot for now a safe place he could come too and just relax for a bit.
Slowly Aoi looked around and gave a tiny smirk, the last time he was in here, he had just met Tokiie. Ah, Tokiie. He was such a breath of fresh air and light. Aoi really missed him, he didn’t know where the other was these days and it was just… scary? To be alone anyway like that. Right now, he felt alone even though he really wasn’t he just wasn’t emotionally stable enough to consider the fact that he had some good friends who would happily take care of him. Before he knew it he was on the stage in front of the piano that was there, well someone had been practicing before he got there? Oh well, it was his now. Sitting down on the wood stool he sighed softly and gently tapped a note with his black finger nail and smiled a little bit. It was so perfectly in tune it was amazing. Slowly he raised his other hand and began to to play.
He didn’t sing though, what words could he fit with the song he was playing? It wasn’t a happy song, but sad honestly. Heart string tugging worthy of a song. He chewed on the inside of his lip and slowly kept going, just pouring all of his emotions and heart out into the piano that was before him. His major was instruments after all, mostly guitar but he did learn how to play the piano rather early on in life. Before he became a shifter, before all of this drama with his family at school, when everything was easy and simple. Not so much anymore now right?
Aoi pulled his hands away and sighed softly, he didn’t even realize he had been crying a little bit. Well damn, now his makeup would be all weird looking, or so he hoped not. If his makeup was weird and smudgy then someone might see him and he didn’t think he’d hear the end of it.
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Post by Sieffre De Sauveterre on Aug 12, 2010 20:29:21 GMT -4
SIEFFRE DE SAUVETERRE *
I'LL MEET YOU ON THE
O T H E R S I D E
He was somewhere between laughing and crying, really, most out of frustration at himself. One hand was wrapped around the handle of his cello case the other arm balancing it it out so it wouldn't impede his walking too much. Granted it probably would have made his life a good deal easier to just use the straps that were meant to hold it to his back. But with the way his luck had been going over the last while he would just stick with the potential of tripping over the hard case rather than chance messing with the stitches in his hand yet again. He hoped that bringing the cello to the music area to be locked up would quell the urge to throw it out the window. And hopefully someone wouldn't decide to steal the thing either. It was a bit of a surprise, once he managed to get in to the room, to find someone sitting in front of the piano there and playing.
Standing at the door for a moment, awkwardly holding that case, he closed his eyes and just listened to the music. Despite the light tones mixed in the music left a heavy feeling in it's wake. Clutching the case closer to him he finally broke away from the spot he had had been standing in. Frowning slightly as he carefully picked his way towards the piano and the person playing it. It took his mind a few moments to realize that it was someone he knew. One of Remi's close friends to be totally correct but someone he had talked to before and on occasion spent time with. Aoi... Whom he had had no idea could play the piano in the first place. Shouldn't have been all that surprised, he supposed, the other male was absolutely amazing in both looks and talent. Although he knew now to comment on the first would have been setting them both up for an argument.
"What ever is on your mind sounds heavy..." He blinked slowly realizing, somewhat belatedly, that it was a bit rude to just hover and listen to someone else play with out asking first if it was okay for him to stick around. With a soft mental sigh he set down the case he was carrying carefully, although with a little bit of trouble, carefully sliding his arm out from under it and trying to ignore the hollow thud that sounded when he finally let the case go. Straightening again he pulled at the sleeve of his black and blue sweater in an effort to cover the bandages on his left hand. He should have had them removed already, actually today was supposed to have been the day, except he had had the bad luck of reopening the cut, yet again. "Nnn... Sorry. Kind of rude of me to just kind of hover while you play."
"This piano is really well tuned. Which is nice compared to some of the ones that they have here."
[/color] He smiled slightly and carefully stepped over the cello case to walk over to the piano. Coming to a stop beside the bench his fingers ghosted over the high keys. For a moment, a quick one, he looked annoyed before she smiled sheepishly and pulled his hand back to run it through his hair. "I didn't know that playing the piano was part of your considerable skill list."[/color][/size][/blockquote] ---------- Tagged: Aoi
Outfit: Here. x.x + The case. xD
Word Count: 550-ish.
Images: Edited By Me
Lyrics: Sad day for happiness by Cinema Bizarre
Layout: Mine
OOC comment: Mnn. x.x His bad mood followed him. [/right][/font] |
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