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[thousandcurses]

Characters: Izanami and ANYONE!
Setting: Anywhere!
Format: Whichever you guys choose!
Summary: End of the Shadow event! Izanami can be talked to, and confronted if your character knows! Orrr, it can be used as a general mingle post for post-event talk between characters.
Warnings: None!

[It's simple. As quickly as the fog had appeared, it begins to disappear, vanishing from the floors and retreating to beneath the kimono they had originally spilled out from. It's fast, easy to notice. And if one wants to, it can be easily traced to its source--a woman sitting at a table in the cafeteria, sipping at some hot water.]

Comments

john was just really awed and reduced to whispers at her comeback ok

[restitchtime]

[she watches him impassively, eyes sizing up his reaction behind her sunglasses. she doesn't share her music very much anymore, and it's a bit...relieving, almost, to not be met with the negativity she was expecting.

she shrugs at the question, almost laughing a bit]

I'm not picky. If they've got at least one piece that's halfway decent I'll take them apart.

super whispers at that.

[grislytragedian]

I see. Though I can't help but wonder what it is people object to. The fact that classical music has been rearranged in such a way or the fact that it's classical music to begin with.

[Because, frankly, he kind of likes it and as a fan of classical music, he just doesn't understand what the problem here is.]

the only kind of whisper worth anything

[restitchtime]

Some people have a stick up their asses about 'ruining' classical works. I stopped arguing with them about tribute work and all that shit after the last fucker I really got into it with ended up as one of the last four humans alive.

[sometimes she has these daydreams where she never got into those long debates with Dave Harley on that music forum and thus never met any of the other kids too. it's a nice thought filled with a lot less stress and stupidity]

[grislytragedian]

So either your Dave or your Jade.

[A question but at the same time...not really a question. Because it obviously has to be one of those two, it can't be Rose herself and he kind of likes it so OBVIOUSLY it can't be her John either. Logic.]

[restitchtime]

I'm pretty sure I could send Egbert a clip of nothing but me screaming obscenities at her for three minutes and she'd love it. [not that she's ever sent Jade any of her music. she has enough problems with the shit the girl sends her without encouraging it]

Meanwhile the douchebag who's spent most of his life being raised by a fucking dog thinks it's funny to rip apart every half-note I drop on paper. Guess being a gentleman means not touching other people's work and harassing anybody who dares to break that sacred rule.

[grislytragedian]

[He can't help but chuckle a bit. At both of those things, really. Jade Egbert sounds like a frustrating sort of person.]

Well at the expense of revealing myself to be the utter opposite of a gentleman, I like it.

[He'll have to amend his approach now. He's been doing it wrong, clearly. Not that he's always trying to be a gentleman or anything, just some of the time.]

[restitchtime]

[you have no idea, John. you have never been inundated with packages upon packages of burnt food and friendship bracelets]

Considering that my gentlemanly brother seems to think it's perfectly acceptable to be a horrendous douchebag during every waking moment I'm pretty sure that you're not missing out on much.

[she does not say thanks you, but there's a little lightness in her tone just briefly that hints that she's pleased]

[grislytragedian]

[It's fine, he wasn't expecting a thank you. Honestly, things might have gotten a little too weird for him if that were the case. Because whenever he realizes that he's having this conversation with Rose Strider it kind of jolts him a little.]

[Not complaining though. Taking what he can get while he can.]

I guess I should be glad that whatever wound up your Dave's ass didn't wind up in my Dave's.

[Bad poetry and frustrating crypticness aside, he's really not such a bad guy.]

[restitchtime]

Probably because the entire violent universal shift couldn't dislodge the damn thing. Which is lucky for everyone else besides the people who still have to deal with him.

[not that she's too surprised. paradox space seems to be specifically calculated to give her the biggest middle finger it can manage]

i hate it when dw doesn't post a comment and you don't notice for a day. :|

[grislytragedian]

Mmm. So do you actually play any of the instruments that you use in your remixes? Or is it all synthetic computer stuff?

[Have ALL the musical small talk!!!!!]

that is always super rude of dw :T

[restitchtime]

Most of the violin stuff I do myself and the rest I grab from the computer. Sometimes I'll mess around with the shit Harley sends me just to see what he does, but I'm not sure that counts.

[finally a safe topic to discuss]

it really, really is.

[grislytragedian]

Ah, so you're a violinist then. Interesting...

[What is this urge to ask her if she'd like to jam sometime and where did it come from? So what if they're half of a string quartet that doesn't mean this is a good idea.]

[Because it's not. It's a terrible idea.]

[restitchtime]

Yeah. It's more like a fucking miracle than interesting, considering how much abuse that poor violin's been through.

[oh absolutely it's a hideous idea. nothing good could ever come from it and it definitely wouldn't make them better friendquaintances.]

[grislytragedian]

Well I meant more that the parallels were interesting. My mom played the violin, but my Rose plays the piano. It's just interesting to see what does and doesn't change and how. What do you mean by abuse, do you use it as a weapon or something or are you just that aggressive with your playing?

[Yeah, that's what he thought too.]

[restitchtime]

Little shit like that always seems to shift in funny ways. I mean, shit, Harley only works turntables because I shipped the damn things to him. And Lalo- my John's apparently an organist.

[the slip catches her up a little and she quickly moves on to the other subject]

What I mean about abuse is that my fucking lovely brother thinks he's being nice by 'improving' it every now and then. The thing's practically got cyborg status at this point.

[grislytragedian]

Organ, huh? [He has to stop and picture that for a moment. Damn that would be cool. Organs are the shit. But alas... He shakes his head.] Cello.

Why on earth would you modify a violin with robotic parts though, that sounds kind of stupid.

[restitchtime]

[his mother had a massive one built into the house. it was pretty creepy rad] Nothing wrong with a little strings. But then, what do I know? I'm biased as fuck.

And you would modify a violin with robotic parts to be the largest asshole you could possibly be with one action. He did it to wind me up because he thinks it's funny to get me frothing.