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[aburningspirit]

However your character ended up in the music building, congratulations.  They're in one of the nerdiest parts of campus.

Perhaps they're exploring.  Maybe they're on their way to practice.  Either way, they'll hear some hardcore classical piano music down one of the halls.  Then it changes to video game music then rock 'n' roll then back to classical.  Whoever's behind the wheel of that crazy thing must be a bit...whimsical.  Gonna go check it out?

(Totally should, by the way.)

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[croibhristeoir]

[Diarmuid had quite a few odd little habits he never openly admitted to; one of these was sneaking to the music room now and then to practice his casual skills at playing the piano. He'd been taught the basics by a dear friend, and was eager to find ways to improve. Hearing someone else play was a surprise he couldn't call unpleasant, and it was with some geniuine curiosity that he stuck his head in to see who was playing.]

[aburningspirit]

[kamina is in the middle of the very beginning of this and doesn't miss a beat while peeking over the piano to catch a glimpse of his guest.] Oi, Diarmuid! C'mon in!

[croibhristeoir]

Sorry, was I interrupting?

[He walked in all the same, quietly closing the door behind him.]

[aburningspirit]

[he returns his gaze to the instrument, grinning at diarmuid's politeness. no matter how many times they hung out in saber's room or how many classes they shared, he was always so formal and serious. he liked that though. diarmuid stayed true to himself no matter who was around. the mark of a true man.] Ain't a concert. 'less you wanna make it one, that is.

[croibhristeoir]

I wouldn't mind listening, if you'd prefer to play for an audience.

[Diarmuid found he rather liked Kamina; he was open and honest, though perhaps a little too loud. But that was no terrible thing. Diarmuid himself was quiet and withdrawn in comparison to most, so having someone else around to draw attention and fill the silence was nice.]

[aburningspirit]

[if you think he's too loud, you're too old.]

Damn right, I'd prefer that. More fun, anyway. []plays two or three scales to warm up] You got any requests?

[croibhristeoir]

[wow rude maybe he just likes things quiet]

I hardly have any preference. Whatever you wish to play, I'll be only too happy to listen.

[aburningspirit]

[old man diarmuid]

You asked for it. [and then kamina played some music only the devil would like.]

[croibhristeoir]

[you terrible human being whyyyyy]

[Diarmuid didn't have anything more than a casual acquaintance with video games; music, however, was something he had a deep appreciation for. And despite how rarely he was found holding a controller, it would be a lie to assume he didn't know this song in particular.]

[So despite how very very quiet and reserved he usually was, as it turned out Diarmuid couldn't quite help but end up singing mostly under his breath.]

Céard a tharla do na laethanta sin
Céard a tharla do na h-oícheanta sin
An cuimhin leat an t-am
Nuair a bhí tú faol bhrón

[aburningspirit]

[because i enjoy your pain]

[kamina had no such distance from video games. one of his most prized possessions was a Neo Geo he'd bargained for over an hour at a yard sale, complete with Fatal Fury, thank you very much. odds were that if he wasn't practicing or goofing off, he was playing games.

so it was a pleasant surprise hearing the barest whispers of diarmuid singing along. good taste.] Speak up! Concerts need singin'!

[croibhristeoir]

[Eep. Busted.]

I-I--really, I'm not very good or anything... [Diarmuid stumbled over his words, hurriedly trying to recover from the sudden embarrassment.]

And I can't for the life of me remember what that's from, it only stuck in my mind because I learned Gaelic before I learned English and this is really quite embarrassing so perhaps I should be quiet now.