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Post by Han "Song" Joo-Chan on Jul 6, 2011 20:14:48 GMT -5
It had been an unsuccessful day, yet again. There were no jobs to be found, as expected, and Song was not looking forward to telling his brother than information. Not that Ho Shin would be mad or disappointed in him, oh no, but it was the fact that he didn’t want to admit it to his older brother, though, technically, he was far older. If the reincarnate had enough money on hand, he would buy some kimchi, but that would just be a waste of their precious few pennies. Besides, he-
Thoughts cut off by a familiar sound, the boy stopped, pausing as he attempted to place it. What was that? It was… a violin. Surprised, Song followed the music, placing it as a vaguely familiar song “Auf Wiederseh'n, My Dear”, and came across a man, sitting on the corner and playing, hat set out in front of him. Immediately taking out a penny, and throwing it into said hat, the Asian closed his eyes as he rocked back on his heels, listening to the sound. Ah, music… It was something that he felt like listening to, far more often, so it was both a pleasurable surprise that he managed to come across this, so, of course he could spare a penny for a fellow music lover.
Automatically, his body went to move to the music, and, despite the fact that he felt self conscious, Song allowed it to do so, caught up in the fact that he could listen to music, finally. It was more of a swaying, rocking, graceful stepping, but with such a quiet and peaceful song, it didn’t merit all of the twirls that could be found to most music, just opting for something along the lines of… A ship at sea, maybe, searching to find its home. A rather romantic comparison, but, seeing as it was a romantic song, it was fitting.
Eyes remaining closed, so he wouldn’t see if any people were gawking or staring at him, the boy danced, feeling at home. Hopefully, he could continue, and not be too self-concious…
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Post by Lovino Vargas on Jul 7, 2011 13:30:41 GMT -5
Lovino was finished with his shift at the restaraunt of the time being and he had gone to pick up his little sister from school. "How was school, Sicily?" he asked, as they walked down the street.
"School was good!" she replied. She looked up at her older brother and smiled. "Ne, Lovi, can we get some ice cream? You promised." she asked, reminding the Italian of his promise.
He laughed a bit and nodded. He led his sister to an ice cream shop and bought one cone of ice cream for her. As he led her out, he heard a violin. "Come on, Sicily..." he said, ushering his younger sister towards the sound.
He had not heard a violin in a few years...not since they moved here at least. He did not know the song that was being played but the violin lured him. He loved music and had always wanted to learn the violin but his patience and short temper never allowed it.
He stood off to the side and watched, as the violin player played. His eyes then landed on the Asian boy who was dancing. He chuckled under his breath and smiled a bit. The violin calmed him and he tossed a coin to the violinist. He looked down as he thought back to the few years they had spent in Italy. Getting lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice his younger sister join the Asian boy in dancing to the violin. When he did open his eyes, the happy look on Sicily's face as she danced like the cute ten year old that she was, was enough to make him smile.
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Post by Han "Song" Joo-Chan on Jul 7, 2011 16:06:57 GMT -5
Song lived and breathed to the rhythm of the music, feeling comfortable in his usual mood of dancing, even with the fact that he was outside, and anyone could watch him. Normally, he would just do so amongst the comfortableness of his current human family, or those reincarnates whom he considered family, but with a real instrument, being played… Why, he had not let himself go so much since the days when this was his job, in the courts of Ancient Korea, back before they had even hit the year 1000. Ah, that had been a very funny year, as everyone had thought it would be the end of the world…
Smiling slightly at the memory as he continued his motions, the Asian paused as he heard additional footsteps, opening his eyes to reveal a little girl, who appeared to be in the tween age group and of European descent, if he was correct, joining him in dancing. Though he was a tad worried that her ice cream cone, a luxury that he had yet to have in this lifetime, would fall, he gave her a soft smile, resuming his dancing as he greeted her with a quiet and level “An nyoung ha seh yo,” in which he opted for a formal greeting, of course. It was always better to be polite, after all. “You dance very well, gye jip ah ee,” Song told her in his softly accented voice. She was very cute, and made him wish for his own sister, his little Kyon Soo, who was far away at the moment. He had not seen her since before he had remembered and come into himself, and it would be nice to have a fresher memory…
Blinking in surprise as he noticed a boy, no, he was more of a man, a few years older than him, watching with a smile. Oh, this must be his sister, b-but, he was watching! Turning pink, and suddenly feeling self-conscious about the fact that he was dancing on the sidewalk, in the middle of the day, Song stopped, averting his eyes as he gave a bow to the older one, still flushing slightly. “A-An nyoung ha seh yo,” he repeated his formal greeting from earlier, feeling horribly embarrassed. A little girl, a gye jip ah ee, dancing in the street was one thing, but him? A teenager? Not exactly as cute, or acceptable
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Post by Lovino Vargas on Jul 20, 2011 19:49:18 GMT -5
Lovino looked up from watching his little sister dance, to seeing the Asian guy who was dancing as well in front of him. He flushed at how formal the guy was being and glared at him slightly. "Hello." he said. He did not find it weird that teenagers danced in the middle of the street. If anything, he found it invigorating because where he grew up in Italy, people danced on the street to music all the time. Little kids, teenagers, hell...even old people danced their bones off.
He thought that it best to introduce himself before starting a conversation. "I am Lovino Vargas." he stated. A short and sweet introduction, with his typical attitude laced in it.
{{Ill add more random ass details later, but you can reply now~}}
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Post by Han "Song" Joo-Chan on Aug 1, 2011 13:40:36 GMT -5
Shrinking in on himself, Song wondered what he had done to deserve such a glare from the familiar looking man. Perhaps he was being overprotective? Or the other found it wrong, somehow, that he was dancing? Either way, he regretted it... And he suppressed the urge the continue dancing, even though it would be fun. No, no- Oh, he wanted to talk? Dang it...
"Ah, a pleasure," he told him quietly, looking down at his feet. "I a-am Han Joo-Chan... Oh, sorry, I mean Joo-Chan Han." Song pinked quietly. He'd never get used to the Western order, honestly... It seemed so much simpler to put your surname first. Why they did it the other way, he didn't know. Cautiously looking up, the reincarnate wondered if the reason the man looked so familiar was because he was a fellow reincarnate. That could be it, but honestly, he wasn't sure. After all, it was hard to tell, sometimes...
"Y-Your sister is very cute," Song ventured quietly, assuming the relation between the two and hoping that he was correct. It would be so embarrassing if he was wrong, but it seemed... right, somehow, so the boy hoped otherwise. And it was true, she was cute. Not as cute as Kyon Soo, of course, but he doubted that any human could pass that. Maybe, maybe one of the other reincarnates, but it was unlikely. ...Not that he'd ever tell anyone that, except maybe his brother. Or Kyon Soo herself.
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