Breeze in Monochrome Night [ Kazu ]

[Addie]

Breeze in Monochrome Night

[/s] have an argument. Making Torrin unhappy was the last thing that Addie could ever want. Smiling, she'd look down the hall once more before heading out.

It was around nine when she left, a little dark, but nice. It had rained that day, leaving the ground went,the passing cars made more noise. It all was enough to drown out the silence, something she hated.Over the time spent indoors, Addie had grown a strong dislike for silence.It was eerie and not the nicest, reminds people they are alone; at least that's what she thought. Perhaps she had become a little odd during her time hiding,maybe it didn't matter. It was just one of those things,like spiders, she didn't like.

Smiling, the young woman walked as if she was her old self. She was. Strong, confident, not a care in the world... For the most part. Sure, her worries were focused on Torrin as she stayed home. Even if they lived in the land of sunshine and rainbows, Addie would still worry about the girl.After all, she couldn't cook to save her life.Had Addie not been home to make dinner, she'd have probably ate a weird mixture of beeferoni and horse radish. Torrin was strange, the thought of some of her cooking experiments brought a smile to the tanned girl's face.

Her hair was puled up in a high pony tail and braided, she was once again wearing her black collar. it was something she loved,probably something she would never get rid of. Weird sentimental bonds to it.Clad in red, black and white, just like old days. Addie was refreshed once again, being herself.Sticking out of the crowds with her,ever so strange choice in clothing. It was almost like a kimono, but not quite like it. More like a take on embracing part of her heritage. Even for her, it was an odd choice.

Two words...

Floral... Patterns.

As much as she hated them, the girl couldn't resist putting them on the outfit. Red flowered vine crawling from the hem up to the shoulder. Along with the white flowers on both sleeves. As strange as it seemed, it didn't matter because Addie felt good again. Even if she wasn't quite as open as she was before about her form, it didn't mean she was any different.

With a pile of books in arms, her messenger bag resting on her shoulder, she'd make her way into a cafe. There was a lovely one in the down town area,open until three in the morning, definitely a good place to chill. It was often crowded with people, many of the artist type.Drawing away. Under glass table tops, was displayed art, all by the local artists. Regulars at the cafe to be exact. walking in, she'd smile and wave at the cashier, he welcomed her and returned to working.Making a chai latte for the girl at the register. In the back there was a group, laptop on the table and chairs pulled around the two joined tables. Women and met, knitting away, it was strange.But yes, there was a knitting group. Even a young man in the front, playing on the guitar.

The cafe was really nice, yet it always seemed packed with people.But who could blame the regulars, friendly people, good service, and delicious food!Sitting down at the last remaining seat, Addie set her bag down and looked to the big front windows for a moment. It was a lovely night~~

"What to have? What to have?" Addie questioned as she walked to the cash,reading the menu posted on decorated chalkboards on the wall. "Chai tea Latte annnddddddd some bruschetta!!" Returning to the table moments later, Addie couldn't help but look out the window again.It was ashame there was no patio for the place.It would have been nice to sit outside.

With the order out of the way...

Time to sit back, relax, get some reading done,a little designing, and of course partake in someone of the lovely food the cafe had to offer.Awwwwwyeah. Addie was back and normal.... for the most part.[/ul]

[Kazuya Hikari]

Alex barely even looked up as a familiar looking brunette walked past him, he continued to play his guitar as he sat at the front of the cafe, his guitar case propped up beside him, leaned up against the table, as he played a song that rather matched the mood and general feel that seemed to flow through the entire cafe. A warm evening breeze gently blew through the open window Alex was seated next to, his front hair gently swept to the side, before falling back naturally into his eyes, one leg crossed over the other, his guitar resting on his thigh. He didn't even noticed that he had an audience, most of the patrons were actually listening to him play his guitar, almost like he was playing a serenade at an evening candlelight dinner.

Even the worker behind the counter had stopped what he had been doing to listen to Alex play, as the girl that had passed by him a few minutes ago took a seat at the table located beside his. Many local artists or the artistic types came to this particular cafe, which made it a good place to play and have his music enjoyed by those who appreciated the arts, even if he didn't intend to have it appreciated, he just liked playing his guitar. And since the patrons of this cafe were considered eccentric by others, the clothing that the girl wore wasn't out of place here at all, if fact, one could say the design on the clothing was intricate and well done. The music amplified the already relaxed feel in the cafe even more, as much of the activity inside paused, as the patrons reveled and took in the melody of the music.

[Addie]

Once sitting, she'd grab her books and open them up, covering the small table in paper, books, pencils, and erasers. Making sure that she could see everything before getting to work, she didn't want to make anything like she had before. Addie wanted something new, something that covered her chest area, it was a new paranoia. She couldn't let the mark be seen, it just wasn't pretty. Once so proud of her smooth, mark free, tanned skin, left to create new clothes.. If only to hide it. So not cool.

The music just added to the calming feel, it made her smile for a brief moment before she started to sketch. Sketch. sketch. sketch..FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF. erase. erase. erase. The cycle of design. It would take a while, but with god and guitarist as he witness, she would design something!

Back down, focusing on her scribbling, she'd glance over her previous designs, missing them and their freedom. No collars, no long sleeves. Two things she hated with a passion, she was forced to wear.

SO LAMEEEE... Seated by a window, gave Addie window sill usage! oh yes~ When the man brought her the bruschetta, she had ordered, he merely placed it on the window ledge and looked over her shoulder.

"Well, isn't that a new look for you. You disappear for a while and come back lookin fine in things you hate." The man commented with a soft laugh as Addie looked up at him with a smile.

"I thought I'd try something new. Can't hurt, can I?"

He'd chuckle and walk away, back to his post behind the register. Leaving Addie to her drawing and the ever nagging question... Who the feck is the guitarist. She wanted to know, only because he looked so familiar. Although, the question remained, where did she know his face from? Lord knows she had been to a few schools, not a lot, perhaps five since she entered high school. Not that bad, compared to the wandering transfers of yore.

"Hey, don't I know you?" Spoken softly, perhaps loud enough for him to hear.The brunette tilted her head to the side and continued to look at the guitarist, who was he? Why did she know his face.

That face, that face, that fa-mili-ar faaaceeee~~~

[Kazuya Hikari]

As soon as Alex finished playing, letting the last few notes resonate through the cafe, the entire cafe began to clap at his performance, as he peered around in mild surprise, he really didn't notice he had been playing for an audience, before nodding his head slightly in appreciation. Once the applause completely died down, the patrons returned to doing their own thing, as Alex pulled his Fender Telecaster off and placed it back into his guitar case. The guy at the cashier, after bringing the girl seated at the table beside him, her order, he came over to Alex's table and placed a glass of limeade down, as Kazuya straightened up after latching his guitar case up. "...?" Alex looked at the glass in mild confusion. "One limeade, courtesy of the young lady seated over at the back." The guy explained, as he jerked his thumb behind him. Alex leaned over and looked past the guy, and saw an extremely pretty girl, currently reading a book, seated at the back table the guy had pointed out.

"... Oh. Thanks." Alex said, as the guy nodded before heading back to the cash register. Taking a sip of the drink, it parched Alex's dry throat, even though he hadn't sang a single note, playing guitar was by no means, an easy task. Just as he leaned back in his chair, he heard someone talk to him, albeit in a soft voice, as Alex peered around, and saw it was the girl seated at the table beside his. Just as he looked familiar to the girl, she looked just as familiar to him as well, but he couldn't pinpoint where right now. "... Maybe. Which school did you go to? I went to Public High School #259 before graduating two years ago." He definitely knew her from somewhere, he had moved around a lot and had gone to a few different high schools before finally graduating, more than likely, he had seen her in one of the different high schools he had gone to, but which high school, he couldn't remember.

[Addie]

When the worker walked over to the stranger, Addie couldn't help but watch and smile. His face was bugging her, although, she'd look back at the girl with the book. Oh she was hot, lucky guitar guy, attracting such lovelies."She's cute." Addie added with a smirk, looking at him with a smile. Sure, it was a little odd, but that was who she was. Weird comments and all.

He looked really familiar and it wasn't just from one place, since she used to have the tendency of a loner. Wandering alone and merely watching people, one gets used to seeing common faces, yes? 259 was just the tip of the iceberg, he still looked familiar, from more than that school. It was strange, she couldn't put her finger on it. Although, faces of the past always seemed to follow one, especially in the world of ever transferring students.

"I went toooooooooooo 650, then a school in Alaska, 259, and yeah. I graduated from 259 last year."

She was honest, but it was her own way of getting answers. His face, she knew it,perhaps not by name but that was besides the point. The brunette was having a hard time shaking the thought of having class with the guy. Weird, right? Yet, not uncommon, transfers lead to many peculiar things. Mistaken identity and what not, was nothing too far out of the loop; right? Picking up her glass, the girl would bring the strap to her lips and take a sip.OH beautiful chai tea latte, how she loved it so. Setting it back down on a book, her blue eyes would lock once again on the guitar guy. Yep, that was what she'd call him.. for the time being.

"They name is Addie Balfour..." She'd smile, extend a hand over her small table towards the young man. If he accepted, they'd shake hands.

Of course, she knew all too well there was a mistake in her introduction. It was just a force of habit.After denying the name for years, to suddenly start using it... Such a thing would take a while to get used to. A long while, but she'd conquer the name road block, eventually. Oh yes, he was a musician, she needed to sing his praise.

"That song was really nice, do you play here often?"[/b][/color]

[Kazuya Hikari]

Alex cocked an eyebrow at the girl's comment, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Yeah, she's alright." Alex said simply, it sounded more like a simple observation to him than odd or weird. Or maybe it was weird, but he was so different, it sounded normal to him. "... Huh. So you went to my father's school, St. Paragon's Secondary, too." Alex said, as he addressed the girl with a look of mild interest. Only a couple people he had known from 259 attended St. Paragon's before it had come under attack and the surviving students were sent to Point Hope High. But even with that in mind, Alex still couldn't recognize the girl's face, he didn't recognize her from the faces he had seen back at St. Paragon's and Point Hope High, and she definitely didn't go to Public High School #42, so logically, the only other school would have to be 259. If she was going to call him "The Guitarist Guy" for now, he was going to call her "The Artist Girl" for now, since she was drawing and all.

"... Kazuya Hikari, but call me Alex." He replied, as he shook her hand, now was she definitely familiar to Alex, he knew he had heard her name somewhere before, as he released her hand. "Thanks. I don't usually play, I mainly come here for a quick break or to get something to eat." Alex signaled to the worker, who came over to his table, as Alex ordered a panini to eat. Once the worker left to give the order, Alex turned back to Addie. "... You seem familiar. Have we met before at Public High School #259?" Alex searched and picked through his memory, trying to recall if they had met before somewhere. "!" Part of his memory suddenly jumped out at him, it was faint, but he was starting to recall that time long ago. "... Gabriel Seran. You were there when five of us heard a prophecy told by a mysterious man, that regarded 259. You were one of the five, Gabriel had been one as well."