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Post by clementine on Sept 12, 2009 16:28:57 GMT -5
Darius set his instrument in his lap and looked up to smile at Sonny for the first time. *You were wonderful too.* Came that same sweet, almost lilting voice sent into Sonny's head. Darius had never really talked to anyone else before like that.
"Good job." Loft told his son, ruffling the sugar white hair affectionately.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 12, 2009 16:36:22 GMT -5
Sonny was startled by the sudden pretty sound that again made its presence in his head but then found that it was Darius' voice. He smiled at him. "Your playing could rival my voice anyday."
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Post by clementine on Sept 12, 2009 16:48:21 GMT -5
Darius flushed in pleasure, mouth slightly open in a silent laugh. *Oh, no. Music is nothing without a voice.* The teen truly believed this but only because he had no voice himself.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 12, 2009 16:50:59 GMT -5
Sonny grinned, locking his eyes with Darius'. "Then I guess we make a perfect melody."
After a couple seconds he turned away to the father. "Would you like another song or should we proceed to another event."
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Post by clementine on Sept 12, 2009 17:00:22 GMT -5
Darius looked away from Sonny's stare first, suddenly flustered and glad that the male was now focused on his father.
"I'm thinking a message now." Loft said as he glanced at his son. "You can have Sonny, Darius." The father chuckled, nudging his son with his elbow. This only made Darius blush furiously unable to even say no to a message. "Would that be okay?" Loft asked of Sonny.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 12, 2009 17:08:42 GMT -5
"Certainly," Sonny said nodding. He led them away from the gardens and into a room where two tables were set up.
"Hey Sonny," said the other masseus, one of Sonny's elder brothers.
"Hey," greeted Sonny turning to Loft and indicating he should go to his brother. Then, he turned to Darius and held out a hand as to lead him to his own table. "Right this way."
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Post by clementine on Sept 12, 2009 17:17:21 GMT -5
Darius clutched nervously at the front of his poncho, looking at his father a little desperately, wondering why he was being abandoned here.
As Loft moved towards Sonny's brother getting ready, Darius moved to follow Sonny a little hesitantly. What the heck was he supposed to do? There was no way he was going to be able to get a message with his wings in the way. Not knowing what to do, the teen shifted from foot to foot.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 12, 2009 17:20:51 GMT -5
"Come now, I promis I'll be gentle," Sonny said. "No? Well if you're too uncomfortable, if your father doesn't mind, I can take you back to the gardens."
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Post by clementine on Sept 12, 2009 17:46:16 GMT -5
"Go ahead." Loft said, waving his hand as Darius nodded his head emphatically. "I'll be right here...a melted puddle of goo." So much for father son bonding.
Eagerly, Darius moved back towards where he knew the gardens were, looking back over his shoulder as he waited for Sonny.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 12, 2009 17:57:16 GMT -5
Sonny nodded to his brother and Loft and walked up to Darius leading him back to the garden.
"Do you like flowers?"
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Post by clementine on Sept 12, 2009 18:09:44 GMT -5
*Yes. Very much so.* Darius replied once they were outside again. He stood in front of a bush of full red rose blooms and smelled the deep fragrance of them. *Don't you think them beautiful?*
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 12, 2009 18:54:20 GMT -5
Sonny bent down and smelt the roses. "Yes, they are very beautiful. They almost rival your own beauty."
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Post by clementine on Sept 12, 2009 18:59:58 GMT -5
*Don't be foolish.* Darius chided in his gentle voice, mouth turning down into a frown of embarrassment. He crossed his arms over his chest and shot Sonny a skeptical look, brows drawn.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 12, 2009 19:02:41 GMT -5
Sonny chuckled. "I do not jest with you. You are very beautiful."
Sonny usually didn't tease his guest so, but he found he had an attraction to this particular customer. Maybe this person would be deserving of him, or Sonny deserving of them.
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Post by clementine on Sept 12, 2009 19:11:11 GMT -5
Two furious spots of red appeared high on Darius' cheeks. *Yes. You do.* He retorted angrily. *I don't like to be teased.* The teen add emphatically, turning to stalk off further into the garden. His heart was pounding madly and he didn't know why. He supposed it was because someone to handsome was saying those things to him.
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