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Post by Cari~*~Nick on Nov 10, 2005 22:16:19 GMT -5
Cari sat at the piano, playing ferouslly at her keys, a concentrated look on her face. She was playing Beetoven's Fur Elise, a mere warm up for her. Cari was getting ready for her competition come March. She would have to sight read two pieces, and play two that she had prepaired. She was planning to play the Nutcracker (Dance of the Sugar Plum Faries) and Piano Concherto 34, the origional version.
Cari ended her song, and sighed. She changed her music to The PIANO CONCHERO and began to play, each note ringing like a beautiful bell.
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Post by Jaunt Camp --- Nick Piazza on Nov 11, 2005 20:59:31 GMT -5
Jaunt rushed in, the doors slamming behind him. He fiddled with the lock a bit, then finally let go. He laughed evilly, and looked around the music room. He noticed Cari, but he would just waste his beautiful insults over her, 'cause she'd be concentrating on the dumb piano.
Jaunt had never been in the music room before. He paced around, ruffling through sheets, picking up instruments, scribbling on the chalkboard.
He was standing on a rug, leaning against the wall. The rug slipped (the floor was tile) and gave way from under him.
"Ow."
Jaunt was on the floor now, his back aching. As he got up, he noticed a trap door where he was standing.
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Post by Cari~*~Nick on Nov 11, 2005 22:17:08 GMT -5
Cari paused at the piano, pounding the keys ferouslly. "Do you mind?" She said. "I was TRYING to concentrate, until you came storming in and just HAD to interupt me." She added, slowly walking toward him.
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Post by Cari~*~Nick on Nov 12, 2005 12:33:25 GMT -5
((...))
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Post by Jaunt Camp --- Nick Piazza on Nov 13, 2005 6:23:57 GMT -5
ooc; What does 'ferouslly' mean?
"You can concentrate? Pfft, I thought you were too stupid to do that." Jaunt glared. "The music room is for everyone. Face the fact."
He examined the trap door, and decided to climb inside. Cracking open the door, he gazed around the room he was in.
"Look here. I'll make a deal with you. You stop playing the piano for a moment and help me search this place-"
He gestured over to the room the trap door led to.
"-and I won't taunt you much anymore. Have we got a deal?"
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Post by Cari~*~Nick on Nov 13, 2005 9:42:22 GMT -5
"whatever." she said, following him.
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