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Post by x [Shakes] x on Jan 17, 2010 21:24:16 GMT -5
((lol Yeeah..))
Akita giggled. "I don't know any songs so I can't, but Austria shooould!" She giggled and pushed him. "Pleeeeease?"
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Post by Osterreich on Jan 17, 2010 21:34:10 GMT -5
The day's last one-way ticket train pulls in, we smile for the casual closure capturing. There goes the downpour, here goes my fare thee well... Only so many words that we can say, spoken upon long-distance melody. This is my hello, this is my goodness... -Am I already gone?- ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Austria simply shook his head, trying to get Akita to not push him as he said, "No. No, I refuse." He said stifly, intending to say no more on the subject. "Aww, come on! It's the only thing you're good at, ve~" "Excuse me? I'll have you know I am quiet capable at other things!" Austria defended stifly, with a huff of disatisfaction. [/color] [/center] ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Maybe in five or ten yours and mine will meet again, straighten this whole thing out. Maybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemy... This is the distance, and this is my game face. There's really no way to reach me... Is there really no way to reach me? Am I already... So this is your maverick... This is Vienna
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Post by x [Shakes] x on Jan 17, 2010 21:38:29 GMT -5
Akita giggled and pouted. "Pwease?"
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Post by Osterreich on Jan 17, 2010 21:46:38 GMT -5
The day's last one-way ticket train pulls in, we smile for the casual closure capturing. There goes the downpour, here goes my fare thee well... Only so many words that we can say, spoken upon long-distance melody. This is my hello, this is my goodness... -Am I already gone?- ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Austria sighed and muttered, "If I do, will you then both be quiet about it?" He asked in the calmest tone he could muster.
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Maybe in five or ten yours and mine will meet again, straighten this whole thing out. Maybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemy... This is the distance, and this is my game face. There's really no way to reach me... Is there really no way to reach me? Am I already... So this is your maverick... This is Vienna
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Post by x [Shakes] x on Jan 17, 2010 21:48:25 GMT -5
Akita smiled a bit and nodded. "Mh hm!"
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Post by Osterreich on Jan 17, 2010 22:03:32 GMT -5
The day's last one-way ticket train pulls in, we smile for the casual closure capturing. There goes the downpour, here goes my fare thee well... Only so many words that we can say, spoken upon long-distance melody. This is my hello, this is my goodness... -Am I already gone?- ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Austria tensed vaugely and muttered, "Fine. But I don't sing." He said stifly, implying that he couldn't despite Feliciano's words. Eitehr way, he said he would, and he kept his word. So he simply stepped back away from the two as he said, "I know something, but I doubt you'll enjoy it." He said, stopping in his walking and turned back to face them, though he didn't really wanted to. He liked music and all, but... not in front of other people. And it was because of that, that he let his eyes close before he started.
Austria relutantly took a breath and started in a more or less quiet tone, implying how much he didn't want to be doing this, "I heard there was a secret chord, that David played and it pleased the Lord , but you don't really care for music, do you?..." He trailed for a moment before he continued, stronger this time as he forced himself to forget that he was well aware he was being watched. Unlike Feliciano, his tone of singing was anything but childish. It was a stronger, richer tone, a well melody. Feliciano was right. It was the only thing he was good at. He continued, "It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift, the baffled king composing Hallelujah... Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelu----jah...." Another breath, "Maybe I have been here before, I know this room; I have walked this floor, I used to live alone before I knew you... I've seen your flag on the marble arch, love is not a victory march! It's a cold and its a broken Hallelujah... Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelu----jah..." He really wanted to stop at this point, admitidly. Well, maybe he could embellish and make the song shorter. "There was a time you let me know whats really going on below, but now you never show it to me, do you? Remember when I moved in you; the holy dark was moving too, and every breath we drew was Hallelujah... Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelu----jah..." By this point he wasn't really thinking about it, he was just doing what he was told. "Maybe there's a God above, and all I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you... And its not a cry you can hear at night, its not somebody who's seen the light, its a cold and its a broken Hallelujah.... Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelu--jah..." Roderich could sing any piece of music he was told to, but to those who really listened, all it had ever been was tones put together, there was no emotion in it. When he first started his like of music, sure, what he sang was composed with emotion. Then as time went on it died, and though most would still hear the beautiful tones and song, so those who really knew, there was no body to the music. So much had happened that made him lose the reason he liked music in the first place. He liked it because it could influence moods, it could make you feel sad, or happy. It was powerfull... and he lost it. Though now, for once, he sang more like he used to when he was a child, not just a bunch of tones, but a song with actual importance. He couldn't remember how long ago he had done such a thing. "Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelu---u---jah..."
Austria trailed off into silence for a moment, though he waited before opening his eyes. He really didn't want to. So he simply turned away. He was done, he did what they asked. Now he felt like leaving, admitidly. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Maybe in five or ten yours and mine will meet again, straighten this whole thing out. Maybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemy... This is the distance, and this is my game face. There's really no way to reach me... Is there really no way to reach me? Am I already... So this is your maverick... This is Vienna
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Post by x [Shakes] x on Jan 17, 2010 22:15:15 GMT -5
Akita smiled. "That was cool. Thank you."
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Post by Osterreich on Jan 17, 2010 22:20:39 GMT -5
The day's last one-way ticket train pulls in, we smile for the casual closure capturing. There goes the downpour, here goes my fare thee well... Only so many words that we can say, spoken upon long-distance melody. This is my hello, this is my goodness... -Am I already gone?- ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Austria flinched vaugely and said, "...you're welcome," quietly, only because it woudl be dreafulyl rude for him not to do so. "I must apologize, but I'm going home." He said, ignoring the questioning fact that this was his home, and he had no where else to go. Either way, he walked past the two of them without a spare glance, earning a whine from Feliciano about how 'unfair' that was, but he didn't bother to listen. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Maybe in five or ten yours and mine will meet again, straighten this whole thing out. Maybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemy... This is the distance, and this is my game face. There's really no way to reach me... Is there really no way to reach me? Am I already... So this is your maverick... This is Vienna
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Post by x [Shakes] x on Jan 17, 2010 22:22:42 GMT -5
Akita blinked and ran after him. "Hey! Don't go!"
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Post by Osterreich on Jan 17, 2010 22:29:44 GMT -5
The day's last one-way ticket train pulls in, we smile for the casual closure capturing. There goes the downpour, here goes my fare thee well... Only so many words that we can say, spoken upon long-distance melody. This is my hello, this is my goodness... -Am I already gone?- ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Austria flinched at the sound of Akita calling from behind. He was painfulyl aware that it would be rude not to ask her what she wanted, and it would be rude to ignore her... dam- the fact that he strived to be well mannered. Roderich stopped, but didn't look back for a moment as he said, "...Yes, Akita?" He turned his body to look back at her, playing an innocent card like he wasn't the one who was doing anything wrong. "What is it?" He asked politely, waiting for an answer. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Maybe in five or ten yours and mine will meet again, straighten this whole thing out. Maybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemy... This is the distance, and this is my game face. There's really no way to reach me... Is there really no way to reach me? Am I already... So this is your maverick... This is Vienna
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Post by x [Shakes] x on Jan 17, 2010 22:31:34 GMT -5
Akita stopped and cocked her head a bit. "Why are you leaving? Are you embarrassed or something?"
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Post by Osterreich on Jan 17, 2010 22:42:36 GMT -5
The day's last one-way ticket train pulls in, we smile for the casual closure capturing. There goes the downpour, here goes my fare thee well... Only so many words that we can say, spoken upon long-distance melody. This is my hello, this is my goodness... -Am I already gone?- ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Tch." Austria shook his head vaugely, "Nonsence." He replied simply. "I just..." He trailed and sighed, "I don't like singing." He admited, however pathetic it was. "I just don't care about music anymore. Not like I used to, at the very least. I'll continue to create it, of course. For my family, and perhaps my friends, should they request it. However, for myself... No, not anymore." He said. "I havn't sang in a while, doing so only reminded me of why I stopped. I... just want to go home." He said, though he was well aware he didn't have any where to go. But he didn't care... he'd find somewhere to stay the night, it wouldn't be to hard. He just didn't feel like talking to others at the time. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Maybe in five or ten yours and mine will meet again, straighten this whole thing out. Maybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemy... This is the distance, and this is my game face. There's really no way to reach me... Is there really no way to reach me? Am I already... So this is your maverick... This is Vienna
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Post by x [Shakes] x on Jan 17, 2010 22:44:27 GMT -5
Akita frowned a bit. "Oh.. sorry that we pushed you then."
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Post by Osterreich on Jan 17, 2010 22:54:24 GMT -5
The day's last one-way ticket train pulls in, we smile for the casual closure capturing. There goes the downpour, here goes my fare thee well... Only so many words that we can say, spoken upon long-distance melody. This is my hello, this is my goodness... -Am I already gone?- ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Austria let a former ghost of his smile come across his features and he said, "Nonesense. You didn't know, it's quite alright." He assured her. It wasn't any fault otehr than his own, so he really didn't think she should be bothered by such a thing. He spoke, feeling the need to explian, "Good music comes from the heart of the player, and goes back to the heart of both them and those listening. That's... how I used to feel. It's what makes music so special—so unique. It's something that anyone can do with a little practice, and that everyone can enjoy together. It bypasses all logical thought and reason, and heads straight for our emotions. Music can make us remember happier times, and forget things we want to avoid. It lets us imagine the impossible, wish, and even dream. Be it happy, sad, angry, or confused... music should always make you feel something. After all, that's how all great musicans felt, and still feel. I loved them all for that, and respected them greatly; perfect Chopin and dreamy Haydn, dramatic Mozart, and romantic Strauss..." A small smile flickered across Roderich's face as his eyes lit up with memories of happier times in his life. He glanced up then, a dark look on his face as he pressed forward. "However, things changed, they - No, that isn't the case. I grew up, that is the best means of putting it. I stopped allowing myself to believe in the illusion of the happy lies I'd created for myself. I came to realize... there is no such thing as a 'happy ending' in this life. There are no villains, and there are no heroes. Simply people existing in a world together full of misguided truths and illusory happiness... It's all fake, something we've lead ourselves to believe in... and there is most certainly no such thing as love. It is... simply foolish to believe otherwise." As Austria spoke, he sounded so certain and matter-of-factly about it all. His face was kept steady, he not allowing any other emotion to cross it He likely sounded melodramatic, but he didn't care much at that point. It was easy for him to hide things from Akita, at least, to an extent, it seemed, but to lie to her... of that, he was sure he wouldn't be able to do. He looked back to her and smiled vaugely, "You have to feel music... and I don't. I'm sorry." He apologized, bowing down slightly. "Sorry to ruin your evening. I'm sure Feliciano is waiting for you." He pressed. He wouldn't leave untill she did, heh ad to wait. It was the polite thing to do. Even though he didn't want to. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Maybe in five or ten yours and mine will meet again, straighten this whole thing out. Maybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemy... This is the distance, and this is my game face. There's really no way to reach me... Is there really no way to reach me? Am I already... So this is your maverick... This is Vienna
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Post by x [Shakes] x on Jan 17, 2010 23:06:20 GMT -5
Akita smiled a bit. "Your so silly.." She laughed a bit. "You grew up with the wrong people then."
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