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[cwene]

You have reached Her Most Royal Majesty Nima, by the Grace of the gods, of Eros and the Sea of Samorrah and Her other Realms and Territories Queen, Defender of the Faith.

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[dera314]

[ It's such a dramatic story, a dramatic piece of music but Gokudera enjoys it fully, every last bit. Even more so because he's never played it before, deep shivers running down along his spine at a particularly sweet spot where her voice harmonizes with the music perfectly, hitting that mystical place you can't quite describe with anything else but euphoria. ]

What are the names of these queens and witches? [ he asks quietly as they join their melodies again, intertwining. He will look up the story later in the library. ]

[cwene]

Th-the witch was Astaria.

[Her fingers slip over the keys, soft and gentle, bringing the piece into its final measures as it grows softer, sadder, and more introspective.]

H-her lovers, the q-queens, were Madreia a-and Lindell.

[Fingers stilling on the keyboard, she falls silent. The last, haunting notes are his, and she listens to them with somber respect, eyes closed, head bowed. When those fade, too, she murmurs a phrase in Erosian, a soft sort of prayer.]

W-we say that f-for respect to s-souls that h-have gone on. It m-means... m-may they f-find their n-next l-life happy and full of love.

[dera314]

[ He lets the last note linger with purpose, ringing between them quietly until fading away completely. Gokudera sighs with a hint of a curve upon his lips. ]

A sad story but beautiful music and beautiful teaching.

[ He reaches to take her hand and squeezes it gently. ]

Thank you.

[cwene]

[With a smile, she squeezes back as she leans over and kisses his cheek.]

You're w-welcome. W-we should play a-again one day. I d-don't have a lot of p-people to play with me anymore. I'm g-glad I l-learned y-you do.

[Her lips purse, playful.]

And I'll even learn your f-funeral song.

[The brightness in her eyes says she knows it's not a funeral song, that she's just teasing him.]

[dera314]

[ He'll snort, but it's a sound of fond amusement rather than a sign of exasperation and he turns his face towards her when she kisses him, so the gesture ends up in a half awkward, half affectionate nose rub somewhere in the middle. ]

We can make our own music, [ he says as he guides her hand back on the keys and picks out an easy melody with his lower register, waiting to see if she would like to accompany him. ]

[cwene]

[She laughs at the brush, drawing back with a smile. With Gokudera, when he's not pressing her with terrible questions, it's so easy to simply be at ease - and she can't blame him for asking those questions. He doesn't frighten her. Like with Sephiroth, he makes her feel safe.

Her brows lift as he sets her hand to the keys.]

I-improvising?

[She hesitates a moment. His melody is... strange to her. She taps E.]

F-from here, y-you play... [Her nose scrunches, and then she hits F-sharp and G-sharp.] B-but we play th-this. [She plays F and G natural.] Y-you see? It m-might be hard. It might s-sound... terrible.