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Post by Hoarfrost on Feb 5, 2009 19:04:19 GMT -5
The cool wind blew white hair from his keen black eyes, causing a passerby to cast a nervous look at the man. Recently he had joined the White nation Embassy, a choice that had irritated quite a few people in reality. Everyone wished to get hold of a Chaid'u, and since there was only one alive...well, you could see the problem. Duex Chaid'u, using the name Gaspare Giovani, was a man hunted. Perhaps he'd gotten tired of running. Or maybe he had decided that he needed a change. Whatever it was, he was one seriously dangerous man, much more so than his youngest brother. As of yet he hadn't donned his uniform, staying in what he called 'casual'. Fitted black jeans, a white, light button up shirt, and a deep blue vest. His eyes looked around the square and he smiled, charmingly. He didn't want to scare away his audience after all. Finally he squatted down to open the black case beside him. Surprisingly it was a beautiful black stained violin with a lithe body rather than his sniper rifle. Leaving his case open he gently tucked the chin rest under his chin, resting it on his shoulder. Taking a comfortable stance he began to play softly. The texture of sounds spilling forth was that of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, his Violin Concerto Number five Movement three. Not that many people even knew what that was. But it was nevertheless compelling to watch his bow and fingers move in such precise quick movements. Soon there was clinking on top of the bills thrown in his open case. It was such a lucrative way to make money, even as a spy. ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qexnvp6PdyI the second one if your interested to hear what he's playing ^^ =D)
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Post by Watanabe Miki on Feb 5, 2009 20:03:34 GMT -5
The exquisite sound had caught the ear of a young woman, and she drifted closer through the crowd. The man who held the instrument seemed so wrapped up in the music he played, almost unaware of the people around him as they dropped money into his case. It was incredible.
Moving closer, she adjusted her clothing, tugging the bill of the baseball cap she wore lower to hide her face. Dressing in jeans that were faded nearly white and a comfortably loose button-up shirt, both given to her by her brother, she passed for a very pretty teenage boy... up until she spoke.
Miki dug in her pocket for a crumpled bill, tossing it into his case as the song he was playing finished. "Can you play Stand By Me?" she asked gently, her voice pitched to only reach his ears. "Please?"
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Post by Hoarfrost on Feb 5, 2009 22:37:16 GMT -5
A young boy, or rather, girl now that he'd heard her, had made a request. he smiled faintly, gently. "But of course." Gently he changed positions, the crowd watching to see if he could do it. Slowly the notes came out, and someone held up their headphones, on full blast. The music drowned out by the guitar, but the lyrics coming through almost perfectly.
Soon he has started singing the song himself, his own voice melodic, flowing with the music perfectly. Different pitch, different sound, but the same. It was truly something he hadn't expected even from his own experience. He had never sung a song before...he'd always played classical violin solos.
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Post by Watanabe Miki on Feb 5, 2009 23:10:39 GMT -5
Miki joined in, her soprano winding around his voice sweetly. The crowd gathered around them, not silent, but listening to the music intently. Bills and coins rained into the case as they sang and he played, the world seeming to come almost to a stop for a few long minutes.
"Oh stand, stand by me, stand by me..." she shut her eyes as tears bubbled up, forcing them down and away until she could open them to smile at him. "Thank you, mister...?"
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Post by Hoarfrost on Feb 5, 2009 23:15:21 GMT -5
"Giovani, Gaspare." He said, settling his violin and bow in one hand to put out his other to her. "Your voice is marvelous...ever considered a career in it?" If one thing, the Chaid'u family tree had a natural knack for compliments. Whether true or not. In this case he didn't have to fake his opinion.
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Post by Watanabe Miki on Feb 5, 2009 23:28:55 GMT -5
Miki took his hand, shaking it gently and blushing lightly. "Thank you... my brother and I used to sing together when we were young. I get shy about singing in front of lots of people mostly, though. Your music simply cast a spell over me." She didn't bat her eyelashes, giving him a warm smile. "I'm Miki. And your playing is incredible."
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Post by Hoarfrost on Feb 5, 2009 23:46:36 GMT -5
"Why thank you, been playing for a while now." Actually, since he left his fathers. The musical habit had drowned away nightmares for the most part. "I must be extremely lucky, to have you sing with me then." He said, smiling brightly as he looked down at his case. Wow, there was a lot more sitting there then he'd expected.
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Post by Watanabe Miki on Feb 6, 2009 0:30:04 GMT -5
She followed his gaze down to his case. "Looks like people liked it." Giggling a little, she offered a faux-curtsy, spreading skirts that weren't actually there. "Do you do this often? I haven't seen you before." Hadn't been in town very long either, but that was beside the point.
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Post by Hoarfrost on Feb 6, 2009 15:37:39 GMT -5
"I do this a lot, its my first time here however." And perhaps he should stay here, considering how generous some of the donations were. He smiled at her though, pulling his gaze back. He gave a small half-bow back, chuckling lightly. Surprisingly his laugh had a musical sound to it.
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Post by Watanabe Miki on Feb 8, 2009 23:21:42 GMT -5
"It's a good place to do it." She shrugged, then rubbed at her forehead a bit. "Stupid cap... itches." Looking up at him and smiling a little awkwardly, she paused for a beat, then asked flat-out, "I know you're probably busy but can I bring you a cup of coffee or tea or something? Or would you come with me?" Her brother had said be careful, but this guy seemed all right. Just a street musician who played beautifully. Nekki wouldn't object. And she kept telling herself that as she waited for a reply.
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Post by Hoarfrost on Feb 8, 2009 23:55:01 GMT -5
"Mm, yes, very good acoustics here." He smiled faintly, he'd have to remember this particular spot. He blinked and looked back at her, a gentle look about his face, but not in his eyes. "Tea sounds wonderful." His inner Brit cringed at the thought of coffee after all. That was only for a bad hangover and the need to work in the morning. "I can pay." He managed, looking down at his case and chuckling a bit, "For ten cups if we wished." And he closed it up, picking the beat up case from the ground.
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Post by Watanabe Miki on Feb 9, 2009 0:27:43 GMT -5
Miki's cheeks pinked faintly, looking at him. His eyes hadn't softened when his face had gotten gentler, but he hadn't told her to bug off either. "My treat. After all, you're the one who made me smile. And it was fun to sing with you." She grinned, then pulled her cap off, letting her hair fall from its bunch atop her head to spill down her back. "God that feels better. It's harder to be a guy than it looks."
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Post by Hoarfrost on Feb 9, 2009 0:55:04 GMT -5
Chuckling faintly, a sparkle of soft life spilled into his eyes. "It is terribly harder than it should be." With case in one hand, and violin in the other, he went to putting out his elbow in a gentlemanly fashion. "M'lady." He managed.
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Post by Watanabe Miki on Feb 9, 2009 1:42:00 GMT -5
She slipped her hand into his arm, squeezing it gently. "My brother and his friends will be the first to tell you, I'm no lady. I'm just Miki-chan." She hummed a bit, a snatch of the tune he'd been playing when she'd first been watching him. "What do you do when you're not enchanting the masses with your music, Gaspare?"
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Post by Hoarfrost on Feb 9, 2009 11:06:55 GMT -5
"Every women is a lady." Duex smiled at her faintly, letting his eyes soften. She was really much to modest. Listening to her humming was nice too, his previous song was one of his large list of favorites. "Oh ah...a spy, if you can believe that. Technically I'm not supposed to tell anyone."
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