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Post by Terrance 'Teddy' Hillord on Mar 1, 2009 17:04:29 GMT -5
D G E F,
D G E F,
D G E F,
F D F E,
He played those keys over and over as his aunt watched over him. Terrance had been leaving the house without his aunt's permission, and she was angry. Especially with him destroying his Black Berry.
His aunt left the room, and Terrance looked down to his fingers, which where red and aching. He bit his lip and shut down the cover on the keys on the piano. He stood up and left the room, grabbing his brown coat as he walked out the door.
Teddy crouched down under a tree in Central Park as he closed his eyes, both his cheeks where bright pink to match his fingers as the cold night inched to wards him.
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Post by Laguna on Mar 1, 2009 17:11:25 GMT -5
Laguna was eating a still warm hot dog, sitting in the tree across from Teddy,he now a Clan leader, his scythe was embedded in the soft ground below him. He noticed to boy with the mysterious power with piano sitting across from him.
"Well, hello, good to see you again! Sorry about the last encounter we had!"
Laguna finished his hot dog and dropped down from the tree. He was his usual happy self.
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Post by Terrance 'Teddy' Hillord on Mar 1, 2009 17:19:07 GMT -5
Terrance looked up at the strange man eating a hot dog as he finished and jumped down from the tree. His eyes fell on the scythe, but went back to Laguna, the strange man who had been in pain when he played.
'' Why where you in pain when ever I played? '' he asked in a muttered voice as he looked down to the ground and pulled out a blade of grass.
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Post by Laguna on Mar 1, 2009 17:30:36 GMT -5
Laguna smiled with a warmth, friendly look.
"Because I'm a vampire. But I'm not in pain now, so let's start over. I'm Laguna Dunklehiet, and you are?
Laguna extended a hand to the boy, wanting to give a handshake.
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Post by Terrance 'Teddy' Hillord on Mar 1, 2009 17:33:40 GMT -5
Teddy looked at him, Vampire.. The word seemed to come up often ever since he moved to to New York. He took his hand and shook it slightly.
'' My name is Terrance Hillord '' he told him.
The Hillord clan was a group of humans who where famous where raising fierce vampire hunters, but it was said they had died out two hundred years ago.
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Post by Laguna on Mar 1, 2009 17:45:26 GMT -5
Laguna gave a quick, strong shake and let go. He pulled up his scythe and with a flourish, hangit on his back and sat against the tree he was sitting it a moment ago.
"you are quite a good pianist, Terrance, I happen to play the piano myself, not bad at it if I do say."
Laguna looked up through the branches at the sky above.
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Post by Terrance 'Teddy' Hillord on Mar 1, 2009 17:51:46 GMT -5
Terrance looked up at Laguna with a cocked head.
'' You play? '' he asked, slightly curious at the thought of a Piano playing Vampire. '' How long have you been playing? ''.
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Post by Laguna on Mar 1, 2009 17:57:52 GMT -5
Laguna thought for a second, counting the years in his head.
"About....60 years now...give or take a few years. I'm not sure, it's been a while since someone asked me how long...around the time they bombed Hiroshima, I remember."
Laguna took up the piano ten years before he had been turned, before that he played no instruments aside from that while he was alive.
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Post by Terrance 'Teddy' Hillord on Mar 1, 2009 18:25:19 GMT -5
Terrance looked down slightly.
'' I've only been playing for seven years '' he muttered silently.
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Post by Laguna on Mar 1, 2009 18:36:52 GMT -5
"S-seven?! Just seven?! Kid, you're as skilled as Beethoven, perhaps even more then him! If you had been playing as long as me....well....I can barely imagine how well!"
Laguna sighed, remembering the child's power
"course you won't be young and dexterous that long, and even then, I'll never hear the euphoria that you could produce..."
Laguna continued to stare at the stars through the spaces between the branches.
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Post by Terrance 'Teddy' Hillord on Mar 1, 2009 18:50:54 GMT -5
Terrance looked at him.
'' Oh yeah, my music hurts you '' he muttered.
'' But couldn't their be a range? '' he asked.
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Post by Laguna on Mar 1, 2009 19:07:12 GMT -5
"Yeah, perhaps the power does have a range, it's worth giving it a shot, if not then oh well."
Laguna stood and leaned against the tree, eyes closed in thought. He was hoping that he could indeed find a way to listen to this kid's brilliant talent without feeling the pain of his haunting power.
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Post by Nighteyes on Mar 5, 2009 19:49:37 GMT -5
Nighteyes watched from the roof of the human's house.
'Hillords.' He thought. He knew the name. 65 Years in New York taught him the Hunters' names.
"Laguna'd better be careful." He muttered to himself. 'He'd better not give me away either, come to that.' Nighteyes didn't like talking to humans much. They smelled funny and made a lot of complaints.
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