i'll dive right in.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[by himself in the music room, reading sheet music that he's supposed to be learning.]

Okay, I know 'no pain could be deeper' isn't that low... back to the drawing board.

[ooc; locked to mergingly]

Comments

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[but he's not alone. this guy is leaning against the door.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[there's a small whiteboard next to him, where he's writing down notes on a staff. testing the piano for notes, he's tapping his foot to the central beat before testing it out.]

No pain could be deeper, no life could be cheaper, no point anymore, if I can't love her--

Ack. F. F, F, F. Not E.

[thump thump thump goes his head against the whiteboard.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

You lose brain cells that way, you know.

[bored voice.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[fjksls falls, right behind the piano. but he's pulling himself up and peeking over it.]

--uh! Hi!

[waves with a blush and a red mark on his forehead.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[not looking too impressed.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[small cough.]

... so, uh. Hi. Something wrong?

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

Keep singing.

[translation: sounds good, keep it up! o/]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[blink.]

That's like, the second time you've said that... Okay.

[sucks in a breath, before singing the line again, going a little farther.]

No pain could be deeper, no life could be cheaper; no point anymore, if I can't love her. No spirit could win me, no hope left within me... hope I could have loved her and that she'd set me free--

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[the words almost seem to bite into him. they ring much too close to home, for him and for Sora, and soon he has his eyes closed and a small frown settled onto his face.]

1/3

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[his words take on a softer tone, and he's staring at the floor instead of the whiteboard.]

... but it's not to be. If I can't love her, let the world be done with me.

2/3

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[quiet, for a moment afterwards, looking back at the board again.]

3/3

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[puffs out a cheek, the hurt expression disappearing.]

My friends say that I can't play the Beast. Pfft. That was almost perfect I just missed the low D a couple of times...

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

You're far from looking like a beast.

[quiet snicker that sounds more like a scoff.]

You'd pull off Belle.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

--I don't have boobs!

[almost a whine, stares at him with a puffed cheek.]

Besides, I can't go that high... and I can be plenty beastly!

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

Prove it.

[there's a challenging hint to his tone.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[--caught off-guard. blinks, then looks down, and back at him.]

U-uh. How?

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[shrugs a shoulder.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

... okay, say 'I tried to stop them, but would they listen to me, no'.

[stands, a little hunched over.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[does so, rather blandly.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[roars. quite loud, quite fiercely, and definately out of nowhere. ... the way he coughs a bit and rubs his throat, though, doesn't make him look too beastly after.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[he's startled though, and stares at him with wide eyes, eventually letting out a sudden laugh at the pitiful coughing afterwards.]

Real impressive.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[pouts.]

So I don't have the roaring down all the way. What, you think you could do better?

[hands on hips.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

I know I could.

[just slightly mocking.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

Prove it.

[definately mocking, and gives a quiet 'hmph' as he sits on a stool.]

Bet you can't even scare me.

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[goes silent, taking a deep breath...]

[and then suddenly rawring rather convincingly.]