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[saintedsinner]

-=Ed's had a hard week. Month, season. Whatever. He's doing his best to ignore this as he trudging through the graveyard. There are two wreaths of white flowers in his hand as he walks. His PCD is in his pocket, so all one sees is dark as one hears the crunching of feet and perhaps the small sound of him humming to the song.=-

-=The walk stops and there's the sound of something solid and perhaps a little fragile sliding over stone. The dark explodes into light and a befuddled Edward is blinking at the recording light. Fuck.=-

Hey, Al. This one time.

-=There's a tight smile on his face. It doesn't reach his eyes, and the muscles are strained.=-

Just this once, let's get drunk, okay?

-=He ... just doesn't want to deal with today, and the music is bothering him, even if he's trying to ignore it.=-


-=And then the song starts over again and he looks up at the sky.=-


Aw, come ON!!!! You have it on a goddamned LOOP?!

Comments

[Video // Private // Unhackable]

[somethingspecial]

[Rachel looks exhausted. Why does she look exhausted? Because her theme music changes with every single passing thought she has -- with every emotion she feels -- and it's loud.

Now, though, it seems to have abated slightly -- softly playing:

♪ -- there was no ransom to be paid -- no song unsung, no wine untasted -- ♪

But it isn't in her voice.

Rachel sounds extraordinarily small, when she speaks.]

I don't like this event, either.

[thelonegenin]

[He realises there's a lot going on here, but he'd been chastised for not knowing what was going on - so he attempts to make intelligent conversation.]

Coulda been worse right?

[In the background, there a song playing - just like for everyone it would seem]

[video]

[incendiate.livejournal.com]

[She's not commenting. Or at least, she wasn't planning on commenting, just scrolling through posts to try and figure things out and this one caught her eye. It's hard to be stealthy, though, when there's music playing very loudly in the background.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIIIIRTHDAY TO YOUUU and so on and so on.

It's been doing that for hours now.]

[Video // Private // Unhackable]

[saintedsinner]

Why? Sounds perfect for you.

[saintedsinner]

Guess.

[video]

[saintedsinner]

... Today's your birthday?

[Video // Private // Unhackable]

[somethingspecial]

It's a mockery of music.

[Video // Private // Unhackable]

[saintedsinner]

-=He just shrugs=-

Welcome to Adstringendum.

[video]

[incendiate.livejournal.com]

It doesn't matter.

[No really, it doesn't. The only importance the day has was getting able to sign up for more food on her birthday for the family - but that came with a price too]

[video]

[saintedsinner]

-=Okay, someone who doesn't want to divulge. He's been through that a lot.=-

Great. How long has yours been... playing.

[Video // Private // Unhackable]

[somethingspecial]

Yes.

...I have something to sing to you, if you'll hear it.

[video]

[incendiate.livejournal.com]

All day.

[There's an annoyed look that crosses her face]

There are worse things that could be playing, though.

[Video // Private // Unhackable]

[saintedsinner]

-=He's quiet for a while. There's this look on his face that's clearly saying he doesn't want to deal with it/where's the damn ring/fuck I still have to paint that stupid theatre.=-

...What is it.

[video]

[saintedsinner]

Maybe it'll change tomorrow.

[video]

[incendiate.livejournal.com]

Wouldn't that be lucky.

[Nope, she doesn't really believe that'll happen.

But the song changes. The tune's much darker, more morbid. A song about lovers hanging themselves. It's even in her own voice, not that anyone would know that, here.]

[Video // Private // Unhackable]

[somethingspecial]

It's a song I wrote.

[Text]

[taijiya]

[Oh, the poor guy. She decides to spare him the lecture and just drop a line in passing.]

If you do, be careful. The both of you.

[al_truism]

[This face. He's still remembering the Hangover From Hell. Oh, Horst and your helpful habit of giving Al shot glasses when he's sad.]

As long as it's not whiskey, okay?

[Video // Private // Unhackable]

[saintedsinner]

....

Go ahead.



-=His own song shifts into this, but he doesn't seem to notice.=-

[video]

[saintedsinner]

-=He listens for a moment.=-

Looks like it did anyway.

[Text]

[saintedsinner]

-=His lips purse at the text. He'd type out how she's not his mother, but instead he chooses to ignore it.=-

[saintedsinner]

Beer. Whiskey is shit.

[al_truism]

Beer?

[He's never tried it.]

[saintedsinner]

Yeah. Not as hard.

[al_truism]

When have you been drinking?