summer's music [juuri]

[ESE MIKUMO]

The Ginza District was probably Mikumo's favorite district to hang around. There was shopping (Not her favorite, but she learned to enjoy it occaissionally) street music, and there were so many different people. Different people... Her being one of them. She had had light black hair that in the light resembled a dark purple, and her eyes matching with a lighter shade. Over her right eye she wore a black eyepatch due to being blind in that eye, although, if shore it without you'd never notice she was. Her eye would look like any other eye, so as a reminder to herself and a sign to people who didn't know her that if you tried to put something against that eye, she wouldn't see anything but darkness. Nothing-ness.

But even with this, it's not like she associated with many new people anyway. She was sort of awkward when it came to meeting new people so she did her best to avoid it as much as she could.

It was bright and sunny summer day. After all, it was... well, summer. It wasn't humid, so she wasn't sweating but the light shining in hre face was dreadfully annoying. With the one eye she had that helped her see, the sun was making her feel completely and totally blind. Not that she couldn't brave through it though. She's been in worse situations.

Mikumo walked down the sidewalk, her footsteps in audible. She carried a black case with an irregular shape close to her chest, even if it was quite good sized case that it seemed it would barely fit in your arms fully.

The sidwalks were crowded, and with her buldging arms she was knocked from side to side which really didn't make all too much sense since she really wasn't that short, but none the less.

Finding an empty space on the large blacktop, she set her case down on the ground as small flakes fell from the sky. Mikumo opened the case revealing a mahogany violin in mint condition, but of course it would be. The violin was one of her most prized possessions, maybe the only.

Long, slender fingers removed the instrument and it's bow from the case, holding it gently in grasp. She ran the tips of her fingers along the strings, holding the violin between her chin and shoulder, resting her chin on the rest.

The bow glided across the strings, playing a note that sounded a little off key. The black-haired girl adjusted the pegs before playing again. This time the note was played in tune and she began to play one of favorite songs:

Claire de Lune.

Each note rang throughout the blacktop, serene and lifting. Crowds gathered around her to listen, even if they didn't know the song. The occaissional clink and clank of coins and pat of a few bills were heard as they fell into her violin case.

The sun shined happily upon the streets.

listening to ?! poker face - glee (idina menzel & lea michele)
words ?! 300+
tags ?! juuri lee :D
notes ?! short post, re-post. :/

[LEE JUURI]

- - I DO WHAT I WANT, I DO IT MY WAY - -
^{SAY HUMPH (HUH HUH) SAY HUMPH (HUH HUH)}
YOU ARE NO COMPETITION TO ME

Sitting there with a cup of coffee, she neither smiled nor frowned. The short black haired android was sitting in the middle of the Ginza district dressed in a loose white blouse. Her sleeves were rolled to her elbow with her collar popped up. Glancing at everyone who walled by her, she flashed them a handsome smile before crushing the empty coffee cup within her grip. Standing up, she stretched before patting at her black straight jeans.

That day was getting warmer by the hour and just recently, the PR of L’Avenue emerged from her office with her tie torn off her neck and her jacket thrown over her shoulder. From afar, Juuri looked like a willowy male model as she struts down toward her car and drove to the Ginza district. Her school friends were all busy with exams and other college nonsense. She however had taken all her exams early due to a meeting scheduled on the week of her exams in another island of Japan. So now he was alone and decided to wander around Ginza to kill some time.

The pretty black haired woman began to walk though the crowd aimlessly as the sound of music, laughter and shouting hummed into her ear. Recently, there had been some calamities with the Yakuza and the Jepok group. The frustration was getting to her and it was probably because she was suppose to be the representative of the Jepok in Japan for the Seoul Division and they haven’t been on friendly terms.

But who would? The Japanese did enslave the Koreans back in the early what…1900s? The Jepok and Yakuza are made of people with old money, the traditional hardcore national pride families who still bicker over the incident. Personally, she didn’t care if dirty Japanese enslaved her family years before, that had nothing to do with her now.

‘Man...I’m here to kill time and unwind…why am I even thinking about them?’ Blowing out some hot air, something caught her ears. Taking a peek toward a crowd slowly forming around the melody, Juuri took her chances to forget about the issues rising up and began her way toward the familiar tune.
Within a minute, she managed to beat the crowd and stand in front of the line. Her dark pools glanced around to find a small and harden girl playing the violin. She recognized the tune and smiled a bit. It was a piece she had performed for a test eight years ago…man did that bring back memories. Swaying a bit to the song Juuri began to eye the girl with some interest.

The girl was small, at least 3 inches shorter then hear with vivid black hair that caresses her back. Her expression was sober and soft with a small mouth and button nose. Many could describe her as a cute young woman; Juuri would have described her as something that resembled a pet mouse.

As soon as the song ended and everyone left her a tip or so, Juuri took a few steps in, her handsome features radiated against the afternoon sun and greeted the young violinist.

“You play rather well. Mind ever considering doing a duet?”


"this is speaking. la la la la"

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