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Post by Kuzan Nagashimi on Nov 13, 2013 0:49:55 GMT -5
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♕ ♕ ♕ ♕ ♕ Night of the Hunter Promise to God I Will Break Your Heart, Tear You to Peices and Rip You Apart | | Kuzan was surprised to hear that the male was a singer. It was actually rather odd, he didn't believe that a singer could know so much about instruments. He guess that the boy must of had a good ear or did a lot of research. But still, he felt that someone who actually plays instruments would be more experience at selling weapons rather than a singer. Maybe the boy should take the time to learn how to play one, most singers, well, the good kind, get more notice if they also play a instrument. But then again, he couldn't picture the guy making it big. He was to big of a hot head.
Giving him the bass, he followed as they headed to the counter. Looking off to his left, he saw the man from earlier picking up some picks. It really did seem as if he let his employee run him, it wasn't a good look. Then again, with the temper this guy had, he probably was a annoyance the man had to deal with. Unless he wanted his merchindise destroyed. The guy seemed like the type to pick up weapons and attack someone with it. He only hoped that the guy wasn't a jerk to little kids, that would be a issue for Kuzan. He didn't like it when civilians were hurt.
Watching him ring it up, he removed his wallet from his pocket and narrowed his gaze a bit. "A little bit over budget, but that is fine. I can make do, well, I should. I have enough saved up, and I can always work extra hours." he spoke in thought as he handed him the cash he owed. "I never peg you as a singer... Are you apart of a band?" he highly doubted the male was in a band. Not like anyone would want to deal with someone with his attitude.
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Post by Kazuhiko Mikio on Nov 20, 2013 14:48:15 GMT -5
Fucked up on Life Out of my head, Stuck in a moment of emotion I destroy, is this the end I feel? All of the laws I've broken, Loves that I've sacrificed ...I'll wrap my hands so tight around your neck with love...
} While Kazuhiko rang up the instrument the man had picked out, he went on asking questions. Kazuhiko stopped pressing buttons for a moment to look up to him, wondering what this sudden interest was. Was he not criticizing him no more than a few minutes before? He shook of the weird feeling, going on to check the bass out in complete silence. After that was done he held his hand out for the payment, eyeing the small screen that had the price on it. He held the bass farther back from the counter, silently stating he wasn't laying another finger on the instrument until Kazuhiko had some form of payment in his hand. If it was credit card he'd have to wait even longer. If it was a maxed out credit card... well, he just decided to pretend the man wasn't so stupid.
"Right now I don't sing for any band" he answered, though the question had been asked a short time prior. That fact didn't really matter to him that much. The man asked questions. It shouldn't have made any difference when he got answers. Kazuhiko was just being himself and stringing out replies. The guy could just deal with it if he had a problem. "I take it you aren't in any kind of band either?" he assumed. The man had just begun playing a short time ago. It wasn't that easy to find a band. Kazuhiko knew that. He had tried on several occasions. Human beings were just something he couldn't deal with. It was way too much work.
He was about to try it all again though for reasons that he couldn't comprehend at the time. maybe he was starting to get really desperate. "You know I don't have to work much longer" he began, setting the bass down on the counter. He glanced around, not directly looking at the man. He wasn't very good at this at all. Already he was making it way more serious and awkward than he needed it to be. "I wouldn't mind hearing you play some more. I might even sing for you". What he was suggesting was a jam of sorts, but it ended up sounding like a date or something. He mentally hit himself, though his expression never changed in the slightest. Hopefully that was enough to make this entire situation weird... weirder.
{Notes: -- {Words: 397 {Tags: Kazuhiko, Kuzan {Stats:Han: 16 Rei: 14 Hak: 18 Sei: 8 Buk: 18 Hoh: 16 ♫♩♪
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Post by Kuzan Nagashimi on Nov 21, 2013 17:45:02 GMT -5
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♕ ♕ ♕ ♕ ♕ Night of the Hunter Promise to God I Will Break Your Heart, Tear You to Peices and Rip You Apart | | Kuzan handed over his credit card to let the male ring up the bill. Looking around the store, it seems the male didn't really feel up to speaking. It was fine of course, he didn't care either way. No, he was simply making some idle chatter before he left. He was actually ready to hurry up and head home to try out his new bass. Since his neighbors tended to bitch and complain, he had to usually play at a low frequency, which madeit not as exciting, but he had to do as such. He was going to have to remember to ask his father if he could use one of his warehouses sometimes, usually they were empty and still had a electricity source.
Looking back to the male, he was surprised to receive a response. But then again, the male was the type to take his time responding yo most of whatever Kuzan says or askes. "I see, I hear being in a band could be challenging at times, to many clashing personalities. Plus getting gigs are also difficult." it was the reason why Kuzan wasn't in a band or anything. Though he probably would be easy to work with. He was the quiet type so he won't be outspoken about some things. Plus he disliked drama so he would avoid any sort of situations that involved just that. "You are correct, I don't know how my personality would mix with others in the band." he responded as he took back his credit card.
Placing it back into his wallet, he sighed a bit as he place it into his pocket. Today had been a bit more than he expected, mainly because of the male, but it was at least interesting. Plus the reward of the bass made it worth it, his other one was old and worn out, not as good as the one he was buying. So he should be able to do rifts better, at least he hope so. "Hmm?" he questioned as he raised his gaze up towards the male. He wanted them to hang out? It was certainly rather odd, but it may be interesting. Plus he was curious to what the male sounded like when singing. "Um, sure. I'll just look around the store until your shift is done." he stated as he went to go look at the other instruments. He could only hope that he wouldn't regret accepting the male's offer, but what's life without a bit of risk?
| [cs=2] Tags here here Words oooo Stats HAN: 10--REI: 13-- HAK: 13--SEI: 10-- BUK: 10 -- HOH: 14
TEMPLATE BY DARKEE OF BTN. lyrics from NIGHT OF HUNTER by 30 SECONDS TO MARS. |
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