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open mingle ✧ songs of summer
Who: Everyone!
Which: Open Mingle
Where: An open-air area at the riverside
When: Evening of July 18th
What: Summer Concert!
Warnings: None
Which: Open Mingle
Where: An open-air area at the riverside
When: Evening of July 18th
What: Summer Concert!
Warnings: None
I. Prelude
II. Andante
III. Scherzo
IV. Allegro
V. Coda
[ The riverside square is bustling with activity as the sun rises on Songerein. Many members of the Music Studio have pitched in to help run the concert, humans and talking animals alike. The orchestra's instruments have to be moved to the concert venue, the seats have to be laid out neatly, the stalls have to be set up with sufficient serving equipment... there's no shortage of tasks to be done, and any passersby are welcome to pitch in and help out.
A few bluebirds are fluttering around the square, offering leaflets advertising the music studio to anyone who might be interested. The studio now offers tutoring in saxophone and composition in addition to its previous offerings! They'll practically talk the ear off anyone who is willing to listen. ]
II. Andante
[ Most of the concert stage is set by afternoon, allowing the musicians and stall owners to relax for a few hours. Some of the musicians take this time to rehearse their segments, but it's difficult to tell what they are supposed to be playing without the accompaniment of their fellows. Occasionally one of them will take the stage and play a spirited solo - anyone is welcome to join in, true to the music studio's relaxed atmosphere.
The stall owners have also opened for business: there are a few instrument makers displaying their wares in the hands of the performers, as well as some vendors selling instrument care supplies and small trinkets. The offerings range from hand-copied music scores, wooden metronomes, to crystal globes that play a short piece of music when shaken. Some of the globes might look a little familiar. ]
III. Scherzo
[ The musicians return after dinner in earnest, and the show begins on the dot at 8pm. Today's announcer is a bear wearing a bright blue bow tie, reading out each performing group's names and their chosen piece with great care. It's never too late to join the stage - even if you haven't signed up beforehand, the announcer is more than happy to give any musician some time to share their music. While most of the musicians are NPCs, a few familiar faces can be spotted as the night goes on. Anastasia, Venti, Sholmes, Tifa and Eustace will also be playing on stage. The Wild Harvest has also arrived with their refreshments in tow! Now is a good time to check in with old friends.
As the music fills the nighttime sky, fireflies start to gather in the riverside square, landing on nearby greenery and perhaps on the hands of attendees as well. Their light blinks in time with the music, as if they are also sharing in the show with the larger audience members. ]
IV. Allegro
[ The twin moons of Songerein now hang overhead, and a sense of anticipation begins to crackle in the air. All the music studio performers stand ready at their instruments, and at last Phantom makes his appearance at the concert. He is dressed in his usual dark and formal style, though he does not take his place in front of the piano. Instead, he walks toward the podium set up before the assembled players, and retrieves a slim baton from his pocket.
The bear clears their throat and signals for silence.
"To all our guests on this beautiful evening, we present the fruits of our labour. Next up is our final piece: 'Summer', a violin concerto crafted in a distant world to honour the brilliant season around us. Let the verses of summer infuse your heart with great joy."
Phantom raises his hands, and the musicians begin to play. ]
V. Coda
[ While the concert is technically over after the finale, there is no shortage of encore requests and people willing to honour them. The music studio will need to pack up and move their instruments back eventually, but there's still half an hour or more to go until then. As always, everyone is free to mingle or congratulate their friends on a successful performance. It seems the fireflies will see you home, so there's no worry about walking alone in the dark. ]
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--on second thought, don't answer that. (They've been over this.)
No hiding the way Susato jumps slightly at the question, turning her head sharply at the voice; but in the end, it's just Kazuma. Heehee. ]
Oh! Yes... [ She holds the globe so that Kazuma can see it better. The sky's appearance changes as she tilts it, brightening blue as various colored balloons fade in from behind the white clouds. Another peeks in from out of view, from behind the Crystal Tower. The music playing from the globe seems to come clearer, too, the sounds of rain giving way like someone adjusting the volume dial. ] It's London, look. There are others, too.
Maybe there is one of Japan?
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There probably is. [All these globes though have him thinking about the snowglobe he held onto from his time in the Realm of Stories. Wonder how things have been for him...?]
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She glances, oohing and aahing a handful before she finally sees a globe with a red pagoda within, and a large tree adorned with pink leaves. Shaking this one appears to shake the leaves loose, resulting in what looks like a windy storm of Sakura petals, rather than any rain or snow. She can't place the tune that starts to play after the globe is shaken, but the sound of string instruments gently being plucked definitely reminds her of home.
Found it.
She turns to Kazuma to share her excitement, but her nostalgic smile seems to dim when she sees his expression. ]
Oh. Are you alright? [ What's he thinking about? ]
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...You might have seen a snow globe sitting in the lounge area of my home. It was a gift from someone I met in the Realm of Stories. [His eyes land on the globe she was holding.] I was just thinking about him, wondering how he's doing.
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Susato goes quiet, humming lightly under her breath. The Realm of Stories is not a topic that comes up often anymore, especially not once she found out about Hyde; not to mention what happened in the bath. She has spent enough time in his house now though that she has seen the globe he mentioned.
She shyly does offer him the Japanese-themed globe instead that she found among the wares, hoping that it will speak for itself. Petals fall silently to a stop as the music fades out as well, waiting for the next shake to be activated. ]
Well, perhaps he is thinking of you, too.
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...You know, it's been even longer since I last saw our homeland. [The sight of something familiar is welcomed, though it gives him feelings of longing as well.]
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. . . You should keep it. [ It will pair nicely with his other globe. ] A reminder that you will always have a place in Japan. No matter how many years it takes you to come back.
[ Years. Decades. Centuries. She was always sure that they would see him again. ]
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At least for now, I can at least enjoy a taste from home thanks to your cooking.
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Meanwhile, she tucks the London globe away. A taste of home... It would make a fine present for the Legendary Pair. ]
...Sometimes I worry that you might tire of it, if I am honest. You, and Father... There are days when even I do not know what to cook, or what I want to eat.
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Never. Well, I can't say for your father, but for me, not yet. I could try to help the next time you're at a lost. [He's not the most efficient cook, but it's passable. Someone's voice loudly announces that the concert is about to begin throughout the area. There's a shuffling of footsteps as people start moving toward the stage area.]
...How do you feel about having another dance?
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Susato is among the more reserved, though the way her face lights up is quite clear. She turns to Kazuma. Whatever she might have said about food is forgotten, and she opens her mouth, a question eager to leap out from the tip of her tongue. Kazuma beats her to it, though. Before she can reply, fireflies flicker like stars, moving along a path as if to guide them to the dance floor.
She has to take a moment to shake herself of her awe. ]
Yes! O, Of course. [ ...It feels a little different from the atmosphere on his porch, though perhaps not so different. Mostly, there are more prying eyes. ] Um... It's been a while, hasn't it?
[ Shyly, she holds out her hand--an offering, but also an inviting gesture. ]
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A bit, but I'm sure it'll all come back once we start. [A slight tug, asking her to start walking with him to the stage area.]
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Are her palms sweaty? Should she have worn gloves or something? No, surely it's too warm out for that. That would have appeared strange.
She squeezes his hand and follows him, deciding that this is all the reassurance she needs. Despite there being more prying eyes, everyone seems to be far more focused on the performance, or on each other. That makes her feel better. Plus, the first performer at center stage isn't someone they know, so she doesn't feel bad about stealing glances at others in the audience to see how they're doing it.
Keeping her hand firmly in his, she reaches for his shoulder with her other. Except she's short, so it's probably like... the side of his upper arm, at best.
It's fine. ]
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Right now, it's just him, Susato and the music. He'll take the first step in the waltz, unless Susato wishes to try taking lead.]
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Should she stay quiet...? Or make conversation? Would it be rude to do so? Would it be rude not to? ]
..."Songs beneath the stars." [ Before she can decide one way or the other, she hums beneath her breath as they waltz. Not even sure if she meant for it to be heard, honestly. ] It is rather romantic, don't you think? That is what Mr Phantom calls it... this concert.
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A fitting title for this concert. [He takes her for a small twirl.] Certainly a good venue choice to share a dance under the stars.
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Right? [ Her voice raises in octave to match that delight. ] I asked Mr Sholmes if he would be willing to perform, too. He said yes, but...
[ ...Well, she does wonder whether or not he would have forgotten. She really should have reminded him. Subbing in for Iris is hard work... ]
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Even though they have kissed before, she somehow manages to find something new. A spark.
Every time. ]
. . .
[ Her mind is blank. ]
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...I probably should have warned you for that. [He does not sound that apologetic for that kiss. Not one bit. Amazing how they are still able to dance right now.]
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Well, I do like to be prepared. For anything. [ He knows her. ] But I... I am willing to make an exception.
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Is it possible though? To prepare for something like this? What we're doing?
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Dancing? Hmm... I did ask father to teach me a little, if that counts.
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...Just kidding.
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Wasn't prepared for that. [He teases.]
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