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[was_no_monster]

[Those of you visiting the park today might notice quiet singing coming from one of the more secluded corners- not unusual, in and of itself. What is unusual is the fact that it's not very good; the singer's voice is obviously untrained, and they seem to be having problems hitting notes correctly.

If you follow the voice into the trees, you'll find Kaito, eyes closed in concentration- which finally shatters as his voice wobbles again and he cuts himself off with a frustrated growl.]

They make it look so easy...

((a-attack of the killer headache, I will try and do a better job picking up once it goes away 8|))

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[meidosos.livejournal.com]

[Rin here is in her Maid attire, happily serving customers at a maid cafe in town. She's busily bringing out drinks and chatting it up with various different people.

She laughs, walks away to put away a tray of used silverware from a table and looks to the door; there is a slight chime of the bells and she smiles -- a customer!]

Welcome home, Master/Mistress!

[Oh lawd, I couldn't resist. I found this right after I watched the new episode of Kaichou wa Maid-sama... 'A']

A SHINING EXAMPLE OF MENTAL STABILITY

[warwiththeheart.livejournal.com]

[in a corner of the dressing room, there is a piano stool. Luka, in civilian clothing, is sitting atop it, playing Gaspard de la Nuit with incredible grace and precision like you've never heard before.

and like you'll never hear, most likely, considering the stool is not accompanied by a piano.

that doesn't seem to bother her, however -- her fingers move as if there's real weight beneath them, pressing down on the exact spots where the keys should've been. she looks fairly immersed in it, as well, for a good five minutes or so -- before she abruptly stops, and her hands drop down to her sides.

and if you happened to be standing there, well, she's looking at you now.]

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[defender]

[This is a new Miku dragging along a sword, walking in the shade of some trees. After a while she stops and rests against one of them. She doesn't really know where she is, but it doesn't matter. She sighs.]

[Not twenty-four hours after the battle and everything's over now, everything's done; she thought she'd be basking in her triumph now, but revenge didn't mean as much as she thought it would and the sun is warm and beating on the back of her neck and it's too hard to think.]

[Really, really hard to think.]

...it's hot.

(ooc: BossDeath!Miku, at your service.)