#chromaticallymonochrome

Oh, Mister Kenshin! I’m surprised to see you here.

Why the fuck would a pianist be surprised to see another pianist in the piano room? She’s not even trying to tell believable lies now since she reckons this guy wouldn’t ever call her bluffs anyway.

Are you here to practice? Oh, silly me, of course you are. Say, what is your next venue? If I’ve the time, I may stop by!

{{I know it's weird to say, as we haven't rp'ed that much (even though I really, really look forward to), but I've been going through a similar phase, so please, if you ever need anyone to talk, really, don't hesitate to ask.}}

“Happy Halloween!” Fiona smiled, calling out to various students that passed by. “Come get your treat bag, only $2!”

At the moment, Fiona was raising funds for her troop by selling goodie bags made from various candies. Some of them even had candy covered apples.

Hoping not to seem too forceful, she approached the person that came close.

“Good day, in the mood for sweets?”

There he is. She’s has been paying attention to him-- very close attention-- ever since the results were announced. Unprecedented results. For the first time in this particular competition’s history, first prize for the minors’ solo division went to two people, as the jury had judged their performances as equally astounding. The gold prize went to both Lynn Dahscavina and Hibiki Kenshin.

That son of a bitch.

Seething but smiling, she watches him while she piles food onto her party platter. Once she’s satisfied by the amount of meat and blood seeping onto her plate, she approaches Hibiki and gives a polite smile.

Good evening. Very kind of the sponsors to arrange an afterparty for us, yes?

A quick sigh, silent sigh; Etsuko had to remind herself why she was there, for what seemed like the hundredth time- God, could this get any more boring? Sure, she was used to going to these events by now, parties hosted by rich people she had no association with whatsoever. Honestly, she wouldn’t even know they were a thing unless her boss had asked her to go (Well - Ask would be the wrong term; It was more of an order). Why in the world they couldn’t have picked someone else, especially since she clearly showed major discontent with the situation, she had no clue.

Her eyes traveled across the room, searching for an exit; and sure enough, it didn’t take long before she laid her gaze upon a door, which she assumed lead to the outside. So she approached it quickly, shooing aside whoever happened to be in the way. Pushing the door open, she calmly breathed in relief as the somewhat cold air struck her. The somewhat revealing nature of her dress quickly made her shiver a bit- But it was without a doubt much better than inside. Hopefully, this place would stay calm and quiet, as it was now.

“ ... Damn, this is fuckin’

“Mother fucker!”

This was certainly not what she had planned. Mimo had been the one who came up with the oh so brilliant idea of going to the fair, and Campana had hopped onto the Ferris wheel to escape her. Now she was stuck at the top, with this random person locked in with her. 

{ I PRESSED THE WRONG BUTTON WHOOPS I’M PROFESSIONAL >_>