http://mystorydammit.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mystorydammit.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2009-10-09 02:26 pm

Tidus 002 | Just the Way You Are | completed

Character(s): Tidus and Lenne
Content: Tidus and Lenne meet. Uh oh.
Setting: Ceu de Mouraria [L8]
Time: Week 12, around evening.
Warnings: Does this count as infidelity?


Wandering about, Tidus was all set to explore Paixao. Only... how far did he go? It was getting dark, and there wasn't a lot to do aside from eating at the local cafes. Huh. Ducking into an older building, nobody seemed to be around. It was no blitzball stadium, but it reminded him of Luca's sphere theater as it had a lot of spectator seats and a stage. Making his way to the stage, he found a lone piano... well, he never was musical, but he was bored. There wasn't much else to do. Seating himself, he didn't even know if the bloody thing was in tune. In any case, he wondered what he should try out... there weren't any sheets, and it wasn't as if he could read sheet music anyway.

Then it came to him. Yuna sometimes hummed a tune... he then began using one of his fingers to find the starting note, and stumbled through the rest of the melody as it resounded throughout the hall.
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[identity profile] lyricalsummons.livejournal.com 2009-10-12 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
Ah!

"Tidus?" she asked, suddenly knowing it must be him. How bizarre, not only did they share a hometown, he looked so, so much like... Well, maybe that's why his voice was so familiar, she'd spoken to him already. How unfortunate that her every encounter with him increased her blood pressure.

She smiled apologetically, clasping her hands behind her back. "I am the one intruding, I'm sorry," she responded, still smiling. "I heard you on the piano and had to investigate," she complimented smoothly, her confidence slowly returning. She had to fight the urge to close the distance and reach out to touch his face. Her fingers nearly itched to do so. Such a resemblance.

"How long have you played the piano?" she asked conversationally, suddenly feeling the need to keep him there.