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Maya's room, at the Miyagawa School [09 Sep 2005|05:50pm]
[ mood | tired and wired ]

Finally, the computer was set up, the speakers attached, her clothes unpacked, the bed made, her posters on the wall over that bed. She opened the window as wide as it would go and decided, at long last, that it was time for a smoke. After she booted up her computer and started Windows Media Player--and Faith & the Muse began wailing from the speakers on the desk--she unwrapped the cellophane wrapper from a pack of American Spirits, shook one out, and lit it, doing her best to keep the smoke from blowing into the room (just in case her roommate had a major problem with smoking, and besides, who wants their room to smell like an ash tray).

When she was finished with her smoke, she picked up the electric guitar, plugged it into the small amplifier, and began playing and singing along with "Scars Flown Proud"--

We Are The Inheritors: The Evidence of Heaven
Descendants of a Legacy gone but not Forgotten
We Are The Inheritors of the Grand Persuasion
Descendants of its Masquerade Numb but not Defeated

Welcome to the silent war, to the world we never hoped to gain
The great Disguise Wandering between two realms,
One dead the other rarely dwells beyond our eyesLest we be sorely recognized

What little good intentions seem
But obviate the bloom of self esteem We'll save our prayers
Inured to wounds from bleeding minds Where Wisdom dares not mix with Time Never Fear
They'll age they'll change they'll disappear

In every dance no steps are placed And every path mistakes are made
And if all paths lead but to the grave Then let us dance along our way

Gliding from room to room all cast in celebrated gloom With no where yet to rest our head
Waiting for a door to open from within and bring us home Lest we possess our souls again

You Are A Wonder And I Will Sing Your Praise


((OOC: Links to sound sample of this and other F&tM songs on the same album can be found here, at amazon.com for those who might be curious as to what this song sounds like.))

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A moment to unwind [09 Sep 2005|06:12pm]
[ mood | pleased ]

Sal finishes unloading the last box of games and places them next to the computer. ** Gotta remember to hook up the other keyboard and load the software... once I know whether I need to use Hiragana, Katakana, Kanji, and/or Romaji for class. Gaia, I can't believe I learned all those characters... ** He looks at the bare walls. ** Gotta see what swag I can find to fill those with ** He looks over at the stuff that isn't his, appraising it for things they don't need more than one of. ** Oh well, we'll figure this out eventually... **

Sal makes sure everything's set up properly for his PS2 and starts playing Onimusha 2.

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The Triple Room of Doooooom! [09 Sep 2005|08:31pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Edeyn butt-bumps the door open and sets one bag against it to hold it open, scans the room and sets her other baggage on a "bunk"

She unshoulders her bowcase, and sets it in a corner, then sits to wait for the other two to get there

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