Yin (
moonlitrequiem) wrote in
poly_chromatic2013-02-11 04:32 pm
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[The device clicks on to show Yin's apartment, and a baby grand piano. She's seated in front of it, device set up to record, moonlight the only lighting, streaming in from the window, highlighting silver in Yin's pale hair and the ebony shine of the piano.]
[She only gets past the first few notes when a furry black blur bursts from inside the piano and takes off.]
[Yin is wide-eyed for a second or two. Then, as silently as she started the broadcast, Yin gets up to shut off the device.]
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[She approaches cautiously and kneels down.] Mao?
[She only gets past the first few notes when a furry black blur bursts from inside the piano and takes off.]
[Yin is wide-eyed for a second or two. Then, as silently as she started the broadcast, Yin gets up to shut off the device.]
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[She approaches cautiously and kneels down.] Mao?

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Being attacked by the piano hammers proved to be a rude awakening.]
MRAAAAOW!
[He leaps out and runs across the room, cowering in the corner...like a cat. He begins to lick himself furiously in an attempt to recover his dignity.]
What on earth was that?!
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The piano.
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Why were you playing it?
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[Ready for the answer, Mao?] I wanted to. [Yep. This Doll has hobbies. Playing the piano,
reading bestiality fanfic,and petting animals.][The last one she attempts now, reaching out to put a fingers behind his ear and scratch, like she did on Naga, only far more gently.]
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[NO, HE WAS NOT READY FOR THE ANSWER. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? Oooh, oooh that ear scratching feels nice....
But wait. No. WHAT?!?!]
You're a doll!
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Hm.
What were you going to play-?
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I think someone might have, but I can't remember that. I'll just hope they're not in the City anymor
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Do you play anything?
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Pinoko plays on the piano shometimes, but she's not a musician or anything. She can't play real shongs, not really.
We had a piano in our home in Japan... Pinoko bought too many things and Doc made Pinoko return everything, but Pinoko really loved that piano, sho he let her keep it in the end. He acts mean, but he's a real shoftie underneath it all.
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[To Hatter's next words, though, Yin just picks up where she left off.]
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One should have stated an instrument as well. Not the piano but violin.
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[She doesn't say anything else, but there's a shade of curiosity there, a mild consideration. She pauses for a moment, looking as though she's about to speak again, but she stops.]
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[Not that she knows much about Yin in general. Still, this is an unexpected skill.]
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You didn't know?
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Do you play a lot of music?
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