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Fujiko Mine ([personal profile] doubleppk) wrote2009-09-09 06:14 pm

OOC: Gokudera's Party Log Post

OBVIOUSLY you don't have to show up. We know it's short notice and during the week (feel free to run threads for months I don't mind) we just had a lot of people wanting to log things related to it and rather than have 17 little logs (seriously, I mean it is starting to clutter friend's page, for which I apologize because I think 1/2 of that is me orz) THIS WAY everyone can and all one post. And be spontaneous whatever.

It's decorated for Gokudera's birthday, nothing TOO big and flashy but Fujiko got him a piano banner because she's like that. (and did one for Akito/Agito so yeah)

Also of course, the awesome amazing PIANO Tsuna and Reborn got him with Brooke to visit and play!! YAY!

Okay guys enjoy.

Re: Music Room

[identity profile] pmsaxon.livejournal.com 2009-09-10 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
Swaying over, "Harold Saxon" stopped a short distance from the entrance and smiled. He had rather expected to meet Brooke here but... The other fellow was a surprise. He hadn't put the birthday boy down as the type likely to play. Though he had to admit, that was a nice little tune. Standing to the side, leaning against the nearest surface, The Master closed his eyes to listen to the music. It blocked out the noises in his head, if only for a moment. It wouldn't be long before they returned and wiped away any possibility he had of enjoying this, so he might as well take advantage of what time he had. Plus, it was probably best not to rush right in and introduce himself. He and Gokudera... Well, it was his own fault for giving in to temptation and messing with the man. That had been foolish. He should have known that it was better to keep enemies close. Unfortunately the concept of friends had been driven from The Master's mind long ago.

Re: Music Room

[identity profile] bakudan-shounen.livejournal.com 2009-09-10 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
When they finish playing the tune, Gokudera glances up at the musically inclined skeleton and nods, giving him unspoken permission to continue. He stands and straightens his jacket before turning and noticing the man who had offered him jellybeans only a few days ago. Gokudera likes to think he lives modestly and would rather not pick a fight. However, there is a small bit of irritation that wells inside him at the sight of the Harry. He takes out a cigarette and decides it would be best to pay this smiling person little attention if he can help it.

Re: Music Room

[identity profile] pmsaxon.livejournal.com 2009-09-10 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
His eyes snapping open as the music changed, 'Harry' glanced across to see that Gokudera had stood up and ceased playing. From the cigarette and look on the man's face... He'd succeeded in irritating him already. Perhaps it was childish to take delight in such things, but really he had so few things left to entertain himself with until his work was complete. Taking out a bag of Jellybabies and biting the head off one with a satisfying twist, The Master wandered over and placed the bag back into a pocket that seemed far too small to contain so large a bag without bulging.

"Hi guys!"

Waving in an inappropriately exaggerated manner, he smiled with what appeared to be genuine merriment. Nodding to Brooke, he acknowledged the skeleton's music.

"Inspired as always Brooke. Didn't know you could play though. And surprisingly well, too."

The Master smirked and reached into his pocket pulling out a small package which he held out to Gokudera.

"I think you'll find the present fairly amusing. Considering it the first brick towards building that bridge over troubled waters."

Re: Music Room

[identity profile] bakudan-shounen.livejournal.com 2009-09-10 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"..." Gokudera watches The Master greet them, giving a small grunt as he acknowledges that the person before him exists, much to his displeasure. He takes one hand from his pocket and stops short of accepting the gift. "What is it?" He asks, deep voice loaded with distaste. Suspicion flashes in his eyes as he searches the taller man's face for something that might hint to an oncoming attack.