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[moonlitrequiem]

[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.]

Action:

[She approaches cautiously and kneels down.] Mao?

Comments

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[indecent_butterfly]

One does. We should play together sometime, if you wish.

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[moonlitrequiem]

[Yin just nods to that, not having a preference either way. As long as they can find a song that works, she'll do it.]

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[indecent_butterfly]

[It seems to be the traditional style, to write duets for piano and violin as they work well together.]

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[moonlitrequiem]

[Then they will find something. Maybe play for July.]

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[indecent_butterfly]

[He'd like sit there and listen.]

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[moonlitrequiem]

[That's enough for Yin.]