pianosongs: (Default)
[So there's Masato. Standing tall, a little upset, and...



...in a flowing white dress with a delicate pink sweater. And small heels. He's not even sure why he's in this, but he... can't take it off.
]

Ah...

I... am not quite certain what has happened here, but... [He sighs.] If anyone is willing to assist with finding a pair of pants, it would be greatly appreciated.
pianosongs: (whispers in the dark)
[Masato comes on looking as business as usual, although it seems ridiculously forced. He's in Celadon again, sitting inside the PokeMart.]

...It seems Mitsuki Kooyama has returned to her world. To those who knew her, I apologize for delivering such news.

[He takes a breath, and actually shuts his eyes for a moment; he almost got teary for a moment. Not even a minute later, he's back to his stony composure.]

...Killua Zoldyck, and Jinguji: she's left letters for you both. We can work on an arrangement for you both to receive them... Well. [Not so sure bout you, Jinguji.]

I... think that's it. So soon after the departure of Natsuki Shinomiya, I... guess I'm on my own for now.
pianosongs: (frowning moepants)
[Once the gear is on, Masato gives the camera a small bow.]

I've... been requested to sing another song. An... original work, written by a member of my musical group of STARISH.

[And with that, there's a very, very dark look sent off camera before he just clears his throat and hits play. All of a sudden, an oldies style pop song begins to play. Then, on cue, Masato starts to sing.]

Ooh, We're on a battleground...
You know the rules and so do I
A full-fledged battle's what I'm thinking of
You won't get this training from any other guy.


[By the way his head rocks a little to the song, he's keeping the beat rather well, but he doesn't look particularly enthusiastic with this performance. However, he seems to be taking this ridiculously seriously and has put his heart into singing this to the best of his ability.]

cut for lyrics )
pianosongs: (whispers in the dark)
[There's a moment of silence from the get-go, but Masato quietly begins to speak, the emotionless tone evidently forced. It still takes him a minute or so to gain the courage to ask this next question.]

...Is anyone skilled in basic first aid available to answer a few questions regarding... broken bones? Or fractures? It's a little urgent but...

[There's another pause. He's struggling a little, but just takes a deep breath. He's a man; real men can handle this.]

Nothing life-threatening. I'd appreciate whatever assistance offered. Thank you.
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