Music is life [OPEN TO ANYONE]

[LUCY MONARCH]

[atrb=border,0,true] [style=float: left; margin: -5 0 0 10; background-color: #5e8cc5; border-radius: 5px;][style=background: url(http://th05.deviantart.net/fs18/150/f/2007/192/0/2/mikuru_dress_by_xxxkiri.jpg); border-radius: 70px; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 8 6 0 6; border: 5px #f0f0f0 solid;] Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today. [/style] "This is it." Lucy let out a heavy, long breath that she had been holding for a good minute. There she stood, in front of the grand piano, music clutched tightly in her arms. This was what she had been waiting for. A quiet moment, nobody watching, just her and the piano. She carefully sat down, allowing her fingers to slide along the smooth black surface. It sent shivers down her spine every time, with no refrain. To begin, her fingers gently tickled the keys in a practice scale. Every echoing 'plink' was beautiful and elegant in her mind. There was nothing Lucy loved more than the piano, besides nature. Eyes shut, she cracked her fingers as she prepared to perform the song she had spent 3 years writing. It was finally complete, and so perfect that she was on the verge of melting. Before she lost control of her senses, Lucy began her artwork, her masterpiece. Everything was running smoothly, gliding as a bird glides in the sky. Everything was, that is, until the door opened. As soon as the subtle creak rang against Lucy's sensitive ears, she dashed away from the piano and behind the drum set. I can never have a serious moment of peace. My piano and I. She gripped the rim of the drums tightly and she peeked to see who the intruder was. [/style]

Made by AMB Tanz

[AIKA NAKAMURA]

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[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/uc64i.png); width:400px; height:200px; padding:20px, bTable][STYLE=background-color:#282828; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; color:#cccccc; width:350px]263 WORDS WITH LUCY MONARCH TEMPLATE BY OXYMORON[/style][STYLE=background-color:#eeeeee; height:200px; width:341px; border:1px dotted #282828; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; color:#222222; padding:3px; font-family:arial; text-align:justify; line-height:11px;]Standing there for a moment, Aika wondered if this was such a good idea. She was supposed to be in class right then, though she had chosen to take her cello and play in the Orchestra Room. Her knuckles whitened as she gripped the handle to her cello case. After a brief moment, the girl twisted the golden knob, and flung the grand door open. A bounty of instruments lay before her, scattered and unorganized. That was the thing about this school. They were good at teaching and managing the students and faculty, though they weren't the most organized people. Although, that of course didn't surprise Aika. What had surprised her, was that the lights were on in the room. She for sure hadn't turned them on, and by the looks of it, no one else was in there. Shrugging, Aika galloped into the room. Finding a chair in the corner of the room, Aika unzipped her cello case. She gingerly took out the large instrument, and placed it beside her. Flinging the case away, she plucked up the cello, and adjusted her grip on the bow. Just as she was about to play, a rattle echoed from the percussion area. Aika set her cello on the floor once more, and slipped off the chair. Before she even stepped a few feet away, she spotted a girl, crouched behind the drums. Aika laughed for a minute, than made her way over to the frightened stranger. "You know, I'm not going to turn you into the office. You can come out." Aika smiled at the girl.[/style]

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[LUCY MONARCH]

[atrb=border,0,true] [style=float: left; margin: -5 0 0 10; background-color: #5e8cc5; border-radius: 5px;][style=background: url(http://th05.deviantart.net/fs18/150/f/2007/192/0/2/mikuru_dress_by_xxxkiri.jpg); border-radius: 70px; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 8 6 0 6; border: 5px #f0f0f0 solid;] Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today. [/style] Lucy sighed slightly, stepping out from behind the drum set and flicking the cymbal lightly. Her sheet music was gripped tightly in her hand."Sorry," Her hand became occupied in scratching the back of her head. You just startled me when you came in. I was just practicing my new work and..." She trailed off. This girl probably wasn't interested in listening to her ramble on. A smile spread on her face after a few moments of thought. I have nothing to worry about. She's a music lover like me. Once her hand as disentangled from her free-flowing hair, she offered it to the girl."Lucy Monarch, nice to meet you." She smiled, shutting her eyes in a cutesy, happy way. I really need to pay more attention. You'd think you would have met everyone after 9 years. Lucy's sarcastic senses kicked into gear as she waited. Although she seemed to be sweetly standing there, it was like a battlefield in her mind. All over one sentence. Yes, Lucy could sometimes be a very peculiar girl. Eventually, everything settled and Lucy felt like herself again. Not for a second did her physical form alter. Her pair of earthy eyes began to scope the room, discovering what she had done to the piano. The reason why she had hoped nobody would walk in on her as she played. Vines coming in various shades of green were wrapped along the legs of the piano, dotted with petite flowers of purple and white. Whenever Lucy became carried away in anything, these particular vines would begin to grow. It was a burden given to her from her powers, and was also the reason why she has kept her feelings away from romance. For all she knew, the one she loved could turn into a tree.(Kinda random ending, I know.) [/style]

Made by AMB Tanz

[AIKA NAKAMURA]

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[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/uc64i.png); width:400px; height:200px; padding:20px, bTable][STYLE=background-color:#282828; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; color:#cccccc; width:350px]209 WORDS WITH LUCY MONARCH TEMPLATE BY OXYMORON[/style][STYLE=background-color:#eeeeee; height:200px; width:341px; border:1px dotted #282828; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; color:#222222; padding:3px; font-family:arial; text-align:justify; line-height:11px;]Shaking Lucy's hand, Aika noticed the girl was a bit distracted. She released her grip and looked over to where Lucy was staring at. Aika laughed when she saw the piano legs covered in vines and flowers. It was quite pretty looking, though by how Lucy was gazing at it, it seemed as if she had done that on accident. Prancing over to the piano, Aika crouched down to the floor. She plucked one of the flowers off the vine and twirled its stem between her fingers. It smelled and looked lovely, and Aika was rather impressed at what Lucy had done to this instrument. "Did you do this? It's wonderful." Aika grinned and got to her feet. She strode over to Lucy and slipped the flower between her ear, the petals poking out of her silky hair. "My name is Aika. It's a pleasure to meet you Lucy." Taking a step back, Aika admired the girl. She was quite pretty, especially with the flower. "So, I'm going to assume your ability has something to do with nature. Am I correct?" Smiling, Aika sat on the piano bench, crossing her left leg over her right. Tha was usually how Aika sat, unless she was playing the cello of course.[/style]

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[LUCY MONARCH]

[atrb=border,0,true] [style=float: left; margin: -5 0 0 10; background-color: #5e8cc5; border-radius: 5px;][style=background: url(http://th05.deviantart.net/fs18/150/f/2007/192/0/2/mikuru_dress_by_xxxkiri.jpg); border-radius: 70px; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 8 6 0 6; border: 5px #f0f0f0 solid;] Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today. [/style] Lucy smiled, now feeling much more comfortable in the situation. She watched as the girl sat down, observing her strange pink hair. Although it was an unusual color, it was very befitting to her, and really was quite beautiful. Her finger and thumb rubbed the smooth petal of the flower now nestled in her hair."Yes. I'm the daughter of Mother Nature, or Gaia. The only one." She smiled, and performed a little curtsy for amusement. It didn't exactly work, considering that she was wearing shorts. The girl seemed to be pleased with what she had done, although she could imagine that the teachers and staff wouldn't be. "So what about you, cello girl?" The wall became her support to give a casual look."I can't find anything to assume from." She shrugged while folding arms, going over the girl carefully. She seemed so normal to Lucy that it hurt. For 9 years she had longed to be normal, to get out of this place and go back from where she came. Everything before then was so fuzzy, she hardly remembered what her father looked like. Nature powers did come in handy, and were wonderful to have, but she barely ever had the chance to live like a normal child. It was all taken from her. [/style]

Made by AMB Tanz

[AIKA NAKAMURA]

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[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/uc64i.png); width:400px; height:200px; padding:20px, bTable][STYLE=background-color:#282828; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; color:#cccccc; width:350px]237 WORDS WITH LUCY MONARCH TEMPLATE BY OXYMORON[/style][STYLE=background-color:#eeeeee; height:200px; width:341px; border:1px dotted #282828; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; color:#222222; padding:3px; font-family:arial; text-align:justify; line-height:11px;]Giggling when Lucy curtsied, Aika decided she liked this girl. She was kind and caring, and her powers were totally unreal. Aika then snickered once more when Lucy called her 'cello girl'. Twirling a lock of her thick, pink hair, Aika began gazing out of the window. "Well, I was just cutting class, and I thought I could come in here and play my cello." Aika glanced over at Lucy, smiling. "Then you were in here, and I felt like talking to you was more interesting than tuning the strings on my instrument." Aika released her lock of hair, and spun around to face the piano. She pecked a key, and craned her neck to look at Lucy. "I heard you playing down the hall." Aika turned back to the piano. She began pecking random keys, pressing on the pedal that made the piano quieter. "It was really good. I seriously almost cried. No joke." Getting to her feet, Aika recalled the heavenly tune that had rung through the corridors earlier. It had been so soft, so delicate, and there hadn't been one time where Lucy messed up. Taking Lucy's hand, she pulled the girl over to the piano, the two of them now standing side by side. Aika hit the a key and gestured to the seat laid before them. "Could you finish the song for me?" Aika asked politely, though it was more of a demand.[/style]

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[LUCY MONARCH]

[atrb=border,0,true] [style=float: left; margin: -5 0 0 10; background-color: #5e8cc5; border-radius: 5px;][style=background: url(http://th05.deviantart.net/fs18/150/f/2007/192/0/2/mikuru_dress_by_xxxkiri.jpg); border-radius: 70px; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin: 8 6 0 6; border: 5px #f0f0f0 solid;] Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today. [/style] Lucy looked at all the shimmering keys of the piano, her eyes so soft they look like they could melt."Do I have a choice?" She teased Aika, although she was more than glad to finish the song she wrote. Nobody really ever wanted to listen to her music, and one small thing she did remember from her life before was that her father thought of music as silly. Ridiculous. A complete waste of time.I obviously got my taste for music from Gaia Lucy raised her eyebrows in thought as she sat on the bench. Her head craned around to look at Aika one last time before she played. "Just to let you know, the piano may look more like a bush when I'm done." A bigger grin slid across her lips, and she turned to continue playing. A deep breath accompanied the pianist as she picked up from where she had abruptly ended. At first, her left foot was kept firmly on the quiet pedal. However, the more Lucy got into it, the more she lost herself. Her foot slipped away from the pedal, and the sound echoed through the hallways. vines on the legs of the piano began to grow rapidly, wrapping up onto the open lid but completely avoid the inside. The bench legs son became engulfed, but Lucy herself was avoided as well. The song continued in a marvelous blend of echoing harmony, sweet as honey and smooth as silk. The pianist seemed completely gone from the world, as if she , it was just her, Aika, and the old grand.The smooth keys slipped against her fingers, and felt just as belonging as her own skin. [/style]

Made by AMB Tanz

[AIKA NAKAMURA]

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[LUCY MONARCH]

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Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today.

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Lucy couldn't help but smile. She had finally met somebody who could appreciate her music, who shared the passion with her."You're WAY cooler than a lot of the people here." The masterpiece was soon stacked in her hands, and put delicately into a folder. She stood, observing the piano."Do you think I could reverse the growth?" Tiny sparkles hovered near her finger tips as she trailed them alone the flower-colored vines. She thought is looked gorgeous, but it was more than likely that some of the teachers would disagree.

"I guess I should head back to my dorm. You know, I have a Math test after lunch." Lucy headed towards the door, turning to face Aika. "It was very nice meeting you." She smiled sweetly, then slipped out the door. The walk back to her dorm was quick and giddy. It was the first time somebody listened to her music, and actually praised her for it. She collapsed on her bed, hugging the sheet-music tightly to her chest. This was definitely one of the happiest moments she had experienced in a long time.

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