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[anemonecruelty.livejournal.com]

[Down through the halls, and out the window, a song can be heard being played. It was being played on the piano, something that hasn't been heard in quite some time at ADR. The way it was being played, it sounded as if someone was at peace.]

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[anemonecruelty.livejournal.com]

Of course it does! To an untrained ear! [his hand smacks the keys on the piano] ....

[brokenscion.livejournal.com]

You don't have to get angry about it.

[anemonecruelty.livejournal.com]

...I apologize. My inspiration has been...lacking lately.

[brokenscion.livejournal.com]

You don't have to apologize, either. It's not that big a deal.

Doesn't that kind of thing just happen sometimes?

[anemonecruelty.livejournal.com]

[brokenscion.livejournal.com]

I guess that would happen to anyone if they were stuck here too long.

[anemonecruelty.livejournal.com]

...

[brokenscion.livejournal.com]

That would be a really long time, then.

[anemonecruelty.livejournal.com]

...[sighs]

[brokenscion.livejournal.com]

You need to get some fresh air, then. Take a break from it all.

[anemonecruelty.livejournal.com]

[brokenscion.livejournal.com]

...Right.

You have issues.

[anemonecruelty.livejournal.com]

...

[he slowly stands, moving his hand slowly along the piano, as if trying to find something.]

[brokenscion.livejournal.com]

[He simply watches for now, silent.]