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[... he never did learn how to play the harp. it's supposed to be a natural angel talent, though, so he's trying his hand at a gold harp, face in concentration. he doesn't seem half bad, either.]

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[mockingly covers his ears.]

[... stops, and eyes him.]

Can you save the cheesy harp music for when you're up there in the clouds?

[rests his forehead against the harp.]

If you don't like it, close the door and walk away.

I can hear it from like a mile away. Never heard an angel who played that badly.

Now you're just being overdramatic.

I'm not. I'm just saying what my ears heard.

[strums the harp again, obviously ignoring him.]

[makes one string snap.]

[stops quickly, looking at him with narrowed eyes.]

What's your problem?

[he's a devil, he just wants to mess with people. lets out almost a relieved sigh that the horrible music stopped.]

[rolls his eyes, runs a hand through his hair.]

You're as boring as Sora is.

[Sora is his angel sort of counterpart in his world]

[suddenly fixes him with a very dark look. Sora's a demon in his world.]

...what?

[reads that look.]

...you're kidding me.

Tch. You wish.

[strum.]

[rolls eyes. it's angels like him that makes being stuck in this place suck]

Just go away and torture someone else. You're not worth my time.

[he's... not excellent, and he eventually messes up--and groans, pressing his forehead against it.]

That was pretty good, you know.

... thanks. I guess it's okay.

[Oh harp music. Joy. Though she is a little surprised to see it's Roxas. Considering she's ~~dating~~ screwing the devil version.]

Well, well...

Most smart devils usually, you know, scramble away from harps.

[mutters, looking at her.]

I work in close quarters with angels. Harps don't scare me.

[Crosses her arms and leans against a doorway.]

Never said they scared demons.

[strum strum.]

Good thing, because you'd be wrong. And you angels can't ever be wrong, can you?

[... sigh, rolls his eyes.]

How do you do that?

[he peeks in. somehow, some way, he just knows. maybe it's some weird angel-y bond he's just not aware of.]

[pauses in his playing, glancing over at him.]

Do what?

Be so ... I don't know. Awesome.

[there's a wide grin that spreads over his face as he walks into the room, leaning back against the wall.]

[... kind of flushes, strumming through the notes again.]

It's a natural talent that you get once you die, it's nothing special.

Kind of makes me wanna die, heh.

[but then he wouldn't be able to fanboy Roxas as hard! and then what would he do with himself ...]

It looks nice, though.

[doesn't just sound nice, because Roxas is pretty with his baby blue eyes and those soft golden whisps of hair that match the gold of the harp and-- wow, Axel, you need to lay off those romance novels.]

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