[action] Music Room

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Today if you happen to be walking around inside the Garden, you may hear the faint strains of music--someone, it would seem, is playing the piano. The first few notes are a little hesitant, but as it continues, the music grows more confident and smoother. It's almost as if the pianist once played quite often but is now just coming off of a rather long playing hiatus. Really, once the individual settles into his groove, he's quite good.

If you follow said music through the hallways, you'll find yourself at the door of the music room. Inside, you'll find Cid seated at the piano; it doesn't look like he'll mind if he ends up with an audience.]

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[musagetes.livejournal.com]

[Apollo spends almost as much time here as he does in the studio or outside, so he's a little surprised to hear someone else in there. Even moreso when he realizes who it is. Apollo can't help it--he stops and listens.]

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[It takes a moment for Cid to look over, but he offers Apollo a small smile when he finally spots him. He inclines his head slightly, inviting the other to come further inside while he continues playing.]

[musagetes.livejournal.com]

[And Apollo does, grabbing a nearby chair and just letting the music sink in. He hadn't heard someone play a decent piano in what felt like ages.]

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[For the most part, Quistis stays away from the music room; the whole gig situation from Fisherman's Horizon during their travels had been a semi-traumatic experience with Quistis being the non-musically inclined individual that she is. But as she's walking towards the elevator to head to her office, the faint notes of the piano do catch her attention and she can't help but naturally gravitate towards the practice rooms.

Quistis doesn't want to intrude, so instead she stays by the door, peaking in as she spots Cid playing at the piano.]

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Focused on his music, Cid is slow to spot Quistis by the door. In fact, he's almost done with the song before he notices her. He does offer her a brief smile as he wraps it up, hands settling in his lap once he's done.]

Please, come in. [Another brief smile.] My apologies. I'm not being a nuisance, am I?

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[Quistis is mildly embarrassed to be caught; she had intended to only stop for a moment to listen before continuing on her way. But she does enter the practice room, offering Cid a smile of her own.]

Oh, no, of course not. I've always admired those who are musically inclined. You play the piano beautifully.

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[how about an accompaniment? Rose had come to the music room to let off some steam, and despite seeing it occupied can't really help herself. she's leaning against the doorframe with her violin out, weaving in between the piano music. if he wants her to stop he'll have to say so himself]

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Cid looks up from the piano when he hears her playing and nods his head, smiling briefly. He adjusts his own playing to better accommodate her, rather enjoying this impromptu duet.]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[she meets his gaze briefly before turning back to her instrument. although it's not what she intended to do, Rose finds that focusing on the improvisation is achieving the same calming effect]

[waylights.livejournal.com]

[ She's only slightly nervous--tomorrow's the field exam, the first she'll be facilitating, and as a result, she hasn't been particularly productive besides sending off a few last-minute briefs.

When she passes by the music room and hears the rich sound of the piano, the temptation to stop and listen is too strong. She pauses and backtracks to the door, poking her shoulders in. Spotting Cid, the corners of her mouth curl up and she relaxes, letting herself lean fully against the door frame.

Her eyes flutter half-shut in appreciation. Almost despite herself, her body sways very gently to the music. ]

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Preoccupied with his playing, it takes him a moment to look up and see Elika there by the doorway. When he finally does, though, he can't help but smile--happy to see her well once more and, apparently, enjoying his music.

When the song draws to a close, Cid finally greets her.]

You look a good deal better now.

[waylights.livejournal.com]

[ She smiles in return, her body literally lighting up to show him just how well she's recovered. ]

I'm feeling a good deal better, as well.

[ She walks over with a step so smooth it's almost a float--it could be a float--and pauses by the keyboard. Her eyes wander to the guitar cases. ]

May I join you?

[werepanther]

[He'd been passing by, but the minute he realizes it's Cid playing... well.

Tom's gonna stop, silently walking inside the music room, and plops down in a nearby chair to listen.]

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Cid spots Tom entering the room out of the corner of his eye and looks up just in time to see the other sit down in a chair. He offers him a small smile and then turns his attention back to the piano. It is only after he finishes the pieces that he glances at the other once more.]

What a pleasant surprise this is.

[werepanther]

[Tom softly claps once the piece's done. Laughing, he leans forward:]

Yeah? I guess so. I know I'm normally never in here.

[yellowzippers.livejournal.com]

[Selphie was kinda just wandering around when she heard music and she LOVED music. Now , the young girl is peeking in the door , just listening]

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Cid continues playing, oblivious to his audience for some time, but he does eventually glance over. He gives her a smile and tilts his head slightly, inviting her inside.]

[yellowzippers.livejournal.com]

[ She gives a little start as his eyes meet her own. Her goal had been not to get spotted. Stepping inside, Selphie looks almost shy. Almost. She takes a seat on a nearby chair.]

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

[Normally Sharpay just strides on into her classrooms, but when someone's playing and she doesn't expect it? She'll wait at the door. With a small smile on her face, because he's good.]

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[It's not until Cid finishes the piece that he spots Sharpay standing by the door. When he does finally see her, though, he offers her a small smile.]

My apologies. I hope I'm not intruding by being here.

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

No, of course not; everyone's welcome. [She steps in at that.] I didn't know you played.

[noneed2shave.livejournal.com]

[Normally, Rygdea would stay at the door and listen from a distance for this sort of thing but when it's Cid Raines? Whole different ballgame.

He makes his way into the music room, grin on his face.]

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[That grin can only mean trouble for Cid, and he knows it. Shaking his head lightly, he sighs under his breath, but he smiles as he continues to play.

His eyes track the movements of his friend into the room, curious to see what the other will do this time.]

so late and not even being interactive, what 8|

[subjected]

[ Claire can make a pretty good wager on who the pianist could be, but although she has absolutely zero intention of making her presence known, the funny thing is... after nearly two years of being away from Cocoon, the chance to hear something she actually recognizes? That's pretty attractive, actually.

Hopefully, nobody catches her stopping to listen- the place has been pretty deserted since break started, right? Right. Leaning against the wall in the corridor, she flips through her bound files without really looking at them, caught somewhere between anger and... something else entirely. Nostalgia...? It's an odd mix, regardless. ]

dahahah 's all good |Db

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Inside the music room, Cid continues to play, oblivious to the fact that he has a listener out in the hall. Really, though, it's probably for the best that Claire has opted to stay outside, careful not to be seen--she is likely the only person in Garden who could bring the piece to a key-smashing halt at this point.

Without any pink-haired interruptions, however, he finishes the song, letting the final notes hang in the air. At peace, Cid simply stays at the piano, hands still resting lightly on the keys; there's plenty of time for Claire to leave the area before he exits the room.]