It's In Your Frequency. [Inora]

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The shop was empty as the rain clouds could be seen gathering at the window pane before Jude's eyes. A light smile stretched across his face as he looked up from his doodling. The rain began to fall, making a beautiful thump on the ceiling, almost as if a metronome were sounding away at the structure.

He dropped the pen gently down the the oak counter top, guessing no one would wander in, as they rarely ever did. He stopped the CD that one of his mates had given him to listen too. It was alright, not spectacular, just normal angst ridden voices followed my guitars and drum-lines. But he had nothing against it, he enjoyed it most of the time. But at the moment, he felt he needed something more serene. And the rain did just that for him.

He stepped with light feet over to the corner of the crowded shop. It was a roomy building, with many square feet. But once all the instruments and other thing relating were moved in it became rather cramped, but it was no bad thing. Jude remembered his younger years, playing hide and seek with himself as his father tended to a costumer. He knew the place very well.

There against the wall was a grand piano. It was rare, antique. Gold fixtures here and there, went brilliant with the old weathered wood. His father kept it in the corner, because he knew Jude was fond of it, but as a fair father and correct upbringing, he never permitted Jude to take it home for himself, he had to get his hands on it himself.

It even still held old music sheets, buried in the holder above the keys. But Jude dared not touch them, in fear they would crumble in his hands. Plus, from what he could tell from the notes that were visible, it was Beethoven's Fur Elise, a piece Jude learned when he was 12, anyway.

He sat down on the nice plush bench that matched the grand piano it stood against. He sighed lightly and bit his lip gently, listening to the rain fall. Could he match it? He wasn't sure, but he let his fingers hesitate over the keys before sounding out a few notes, then letting the rhythm fall gracefully over both black and white.

He was sure after five minutes the rain was drowned out by the sound of the keys, but the on going rhythm remained, making beautiful, fast paced, melodies.

The frequency always touched his soul, especially from an ancient instrument such as this. Sometimes he never got over the fact that he was playing a thing such as this. It filled him with an alive feeling, one he wished lasted forever, a good reason why could spend hours playing, disregarding the pain and eventually numbness in his fingers. But he wouldn't trade it for the world.

All his concentration was bent on playing when he was at it. Nothing else occurring his mind then, nothing. That was the best part, he could forget anything, if only for the time his fingers kissed the keys.

[Inora Theos]

Inora wandered without a clue where she was going. She had only just arrived in London and she hadn't had time to do anything but leave the airport. She didn't have to check into her hotel just yet so she'd begun to wander. A dangerous thing to do when one doesn't know the area, but she didn't really care. She glanced up at the sky, which was clouding dangerously and sighed. She knew she should have just gone straight to the hotel.

She wrapped her arms around herself as the rain began to fall. She didn't mind too much, because she loved the rain. The only thing she worried about was catching a cold, it was a bit chilly now with the rain falling. She stopped in front of a shop, trying to discern where it was she needed to go, and then she heard the music.

Her entire being went still as the melodies flowed through her, it was a piano, an old one too from the purity of the notes. There was no electronic twang mixed in to mess up the sound. She closed her eyes and sighed lightly, her feet leading her toward the sound.

The rain plastered her hair to her neck and her clothes to her body as she walked, but she didn't care. She needed to find the music and the music maker. She needed to see for herself that a human being was making the noise come, not some sort of supernatural spirit. Her feet stopped her in front of what appeared to be a music shop. Which, of course, made absolute sense.

She pushed the door to the shop open and saw a young boy, about her age, seated at a very old, incredibly beautiful piano. She walked toward him, admiring the grace of his fingers as they swept across the black and white keys. She stopped a few steps away from him, her eyes closed again as she listened. It sounded even better up close, she felt her body swaying and her fingers began to twitch as they moved along with the melody. Her mind showed her the notes, led her through the beat. This was the kind of song she loved to play, something that spoke to people's souls, not just their ears. She didn't want to speak, for fear of stopping the song, so she simply stood, rooted in the spot she had arrived in and waited for the song to play itself out, eyes closed, fingers playing the ghost of the song.

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In the faint back senses of his mind, Jude heard the door open to the shop. The same part of his mind told him to stop playing and greet the potential costumer, but then again, it was a music shop... what was more professional than talent?

He continued to play, still half mesmerized, he never had fear of playing in front of people, but while alone he felt more connected. Although, now he pressured to find an end point to the freehand piece. Pressured and a bit disenchanted. The two didn't go together to continue further and excel in the same fashion.

Jude journeyed down the keys slowly ending in a low note and pressed the pedal so it wound remain and drone out on its own as he swiveled his body to the young girl before him. She seemed she had been just as transfixed with the tune as he had been, the thought brought a timid smile to his features, for he knew he was talented, but leaving people such as this spoke more than words of praise could ever.

Deciding he was here on a jobly basis, he had to keep it so to some extent, "Can I help you with anything?" It was the only thing he really asked anyone that came into the shop, before their response, 'no', as they kept walking along the rows of dusty musical objects, letting the children bang away on thepianos. Jude knew they couldn't BREAK them, turn them out of tune maybe, but usually they found a little cheap one their size anyways. He was only ever wary of the piano he sat before at the moment. But overall he liked working at his father's business, he didn't need to 'work' much, and no one could REALLY steal anything... But then again, that left a lot of time for his thoughts to mess around with themselves, some days he did not enjoy that at all, but today, today they were serene and quiet, no chaos had occurred today.

[Inora Theos]

Inora sighed softly as the song came to an end, she was sad that she'd distracted him. She studied him as he turned around, he was fairly good looking but she ignored that for now. She preferred to focus on the fact that he was incredibly talented. She smiled at him trying to show him that she had enjoyed it.

She was surprised when he asked if he could help her. She hadn't realized that he worked in the shop. She looked him in the eye and shrugged. "Oh, um. I didn't come in here for anything really. It was raining outside, and I just got to London. I was just looking around until it came time to check into my hotel and I heard you playing." Her face lit up. "Did you write that yourself? It was beautiful. I play myself and I've never heard anything like it before."

She walked over to the piano and ran her hands over it lovingly, barely even touching it. "This is a beautiful piano. Do you know how old it is?" She turned back to look at him and stepped away from the piano before she could drip on the piano. Her hair and clothes were still plastered to her, so she tugged at them nervously. "Oh um, I'm Inora." She figured she should introduce herself.

Her eyes drifted around the store and she recognized many of the instruments lying around, but there were still a few that she had no idea about. Her fingers itched to play something, her mind already prepared to make melodies, but she fought the urge. If she simply went to play something now it would seem like she was trying to show off, and she really didn't want that.

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He blushed at her compliment, had he written it? He was sure he had it jotted down somewhere, but in that formation and key he never heard, so maybe he had a direct basis in mento, but the rest was by ear, "Oh, well, no, I didn't write it.. really, but no one else has either, that I know of," he said heavy in shrugging as he stood from the stool.

He bit his left thumb as he watched with admiration as she touched his favorite thing in the world, apparently he wasn't the only one who knew great things. But he was glad as she removed her wet self from it, for it wasn't good for the wood, but he didn't want to seem rude.

He removed the nail from his smiling lips he answered her inquiry, "It's a six octave, Broadwood from the 1800's," he said his cheeks turning pink again from the wide knowledge he knew by heart, "Beethoven was playing on the same thing..." he said almost dreamily as he stared down at it invisioning the skilled writer banging away loudly from his hearing loss before returning his eyes to the girl now known as Inora, "My name's Jude," he greeted back offering his right hand to her wet one. "My father owns this place."

[Inora Theos]

Inora smiled when she noticed his blush. She nodded to his information about the piano. "Oh yes, I should have known. I saw a similar one, in much worse condition, in a music shop in New York. I so wanted to splurge on it just so I could take care of it the way it should have been." She frowned at the memory. The piano had been out of tune and beginning to splinter and fall apart. Half of the keys didn't work or got stuck. She'd nearly cried when she saw it.

She shook his hand lightly, before extracting hers from his grip. Jude huh? She liked the name a lot and it suited him somehow. "It's nice to meet you Jude." She was jealous when she heard his father owned the shop. She sighed and nodded to the Broadwood, "You mean you get to play that whenever you want? Lucky." Her voice was wistful as she stared longingly at the piano.

"It's so beautiful, and well kept. You must take really good care of it. Perfectly in tune, not a splinter that I can see. The keys aren't even yellowed with age. The mark of a true music lover." She said, smiling at him. She had liked him the instant she'd heard him playing, but she liked him even more now that she knew he was more than likely and avid music geek. Just like her. Although, she didn't get many chances to play the kind of music he was playing earlier. Mostly she was working on new songs for her band, which were never anything anywhere near the classics.

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Jude winced to himself as she described the piano in New York. Her wishing to save it made him feel twangs at his heart almost.He knew he was way to attached to music, especially if mere words made him feel heart broken over the piano he'd never seen. But as he gazed down at his, or the shops, piano, he saw it transform to how she described the other, and his afflicted eyes cast to the ground ridding the image from view.

He smiled back at her once she began speaking of different things. "Well, I can play it when I want, but it still doesn't feel like it's mine... And father won't just give it to me, he insist that I either actually buy it, which is like, impossible," he said rolling his eyes, "or I do some fantastic deed to earn it, I have a feeling it's a college graduation present though," he laughed lightly guessing his father's plans. "but I am grateful I get to play it often anyways..."

He shuffled his feet, looking down with a smile at her more compliments. "You're too flattering."

Jude could obviously tell she wasn't from around here before she mentioned New York, but her accent was a dead give away. he couldn't remember anyone accept his father that had as much enthusiasm about music such as this until Inora. He was in the crowd of music lovers at school, but they were mostly in their own teen garage bands with myspaces, hoping to get signed on an indie label, while a few of the people he associated with had been signed after all. And Jude wouldn't deny he liked the feel and sound of electric guitar strings beneath his fingers or the crazy sounds of an electronic key board, modern music wasn't a fault at all, but his heart lie in the classic orchestral music.

[Inora Theos]

Inora nodded, still thinking he was just about the luckiest person in the world to have a piano like this at his fingertips practically whenever he wanted. Plus he had the possiblity of getting it for a gift. She was insanely jealous. She would give anything, absolutely anything, to play a broadwood in mint condition like this one was. She sighed. "Oh if only I was dry." She said, staring wistfully at the piano.

She looked up at his comment and smiled, shaking her head. "Ah, I'm just trying to butter you up so that when I come back dry I won't have to beg quite as much to let me try this beauty out." You couldn't pay her to play it while she was wet, some of the other pianos in the store maybe. The keyboard she saw in one of the corners, definately. The broadwood, not a chance!

"So, do you play anything but the piano?" She played a ton of instruments herself, piano just happened to be her favorite. Her second favorite was the harp, she loved string instruments and she was actually planning on buying a lap harp soon. She saw a few in the store and told herself to check out the prices when she left.

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"Oh, I'm already buttered quite enough oh wet one, wait..." he hesitated thinking back to the words as a hot blush appeared on his cheeks, "but not like.. that," he laughed nervously, "Just, in other words, you can come by any time to play it.. you know, if I'm here... Because who knows, you might call in a piano movers team ans steal it from me..." he trailed off his tone light and joking reliving the redness from his cheeks.

He lightly drummed on the broadwood's closed top with his fingers as he thought about the other things he played. He could play quite a lot now that he thought about it. "Well, I mainly stick with piano or keyboard, but I can play guitar of any kind, bass, the orchestral kind, the other kind is basically a type of guitar, and, violin, anything really," he shrugged, "Notes come rather naturally to me, so thats not really a problem once I get a general swing of the instrument... But I don't. do. trumpet or horns. of ANY kind," he finished in all seriousness, "My face just can't take the embarrasment..."

He remembered back in fourth grade when he was attempting to play the trumpet. It was horrible. His cheeks hurt every time he would simply practice, and when ever they played in front of people for a longish period of time, his paled face was red as a tomato and his chest throbbing afterward from over exhaustion. He was quite sure he didn't have the lung power for it, and was also quite sure the reason being both his parent's second hand smoke, but regardless. He didn't enjoy trumpets or horns.

[Inora Theos]

Inora's own cheeks flushed at his comment and let out a flustered, half-choked giggle. She took a deep, steadying breath and nodded. "It's okay and thank you." She was excited now and she would have to make sure she remembered how to get from the shop to her hotel and back. Maybe even write down some directions.

She put a hand to her heart with a gasp of disbelief. "I would never do such a thing!" She smiled to show she was just kidding and then added. "At least, I wouldn't have before you gave me the idea. Hmm..." She laughed and shook her head. "No I'm prefectly fine with just playing it, I don't need to own it. Besides, how in the world would I get it back to New York with me?"

She was surprised how much they had in common, though she couldn't play guitar of any kind as far as she knew. She'd never actually tried it. She couldn't help but smile at his last words. She enjoyed horns herself but she could understand how some people wouldn't. "Oh really? I love them. It took me a while to get to the point where I love them but now that I've been playing around with them for a while I love them. I've never tried guitar though, so I have no idea if I could play them or not. But I'm pretty good at violin and harp so I think I could at least make pleasant noise with one. And I love keyboard, I play for my band. I've been thinking lately about trying to incooperate classical melodies into our...strictly unclassical style. We like to try new things." She laughed and shrugged.

Inora looked at her watch, she still had plenty of time to get to the hotel so she relaxed a little and let her hand fall back to her side. "So I'm here for a few weeks. I'll probably be coming back quite a few times. So you should probably start getting used to me being around." She smirked. "I feel infinitely sorry for you. Having to deal with me. I'll try not to be too annoying."

[Inora Theos]

((ooc: Hello? *glances around nervously* Have I been forgotten?))

[Ellie]

Aha no, just haven't taken the initiative for Jude yet =P
Been in the Lars-y mood recently... xD
but soooooooon sooon I will reply with the piano geek :]
Don'tfret

[Inora Theos]

Awww, that's okay. I can understand that...Take your time, don't force it.

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"A band? That's cool..." he smiled at her, "My friends have thier bands and stuff... Always offering me a keyboard spot," he laughed lightly, "I accept, but it's only a once in a while thing for me," he shrugged with the truth, "It's odd growing up wanting to play in an orchestra when all your friends want to be rock stars..." he said eyebrows rasied at the thought.

"Nonetheless, they're all jelous of my skills..." he joked leaning against his, or his fathers, stury old piano.

Jude rolled his eyes fakely at her last set of words, "Oh.. great, A few weeks?! Oh No!" he said in the fakest voice.
"No, no, I honestly don't blame you..." he said looking down at what he was leaning on, "We're practically clone, carbon copies of each other..." he smiled, "I would do the same!"

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[Inora Theos]

She nodded with a grin. "Oh yeah, keyboard is the best. You just get to chill out on the side doing what you do best. It's awesome. Specially for those of us who are little less stage friendly then others." Inora had always been a shy kid. It was something her band mates teased her about to no end. Solos were hell for her, her own personal hell.

She laughed at his statement about rock stars and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I could care less what venue I'm in as long as I get to play. My friend's are extremely baffled by it." She laughed again. "I'm quite jealous of your skills too. I know very few people who could do what you were doing earlier. Playing noises like rain, getting it perfect like that, takes skill. That you have."

"We are eerily similar aren't we. That's good, I probably won't annoy you quite as much as I thought then, which is always a good thing." She shrugged. "You never do know though, maybe I'm your long lost twin or something."

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