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Post by Jackie Damiano Piazza on Jun 24, 2012 11:36:12 GMT
Jackie wasn't sure how long he planned to stay in England. A week, two months, forever? But he had to make his mind up soon; his fingers were aching to play music. He had brought a single guitar with him to London and that was it. It wasn't the same. Back in Italy he had a grand piano which was the sole love of his life. He yearned to have her again before him.
It was only normal that his feet had taken him to a music store without even thinking. It wasn't anything huge but it was decently sized; enough so to have a nice variety of musical instruments. He ran his hands over the necks of the guitars that aligned the wall, the skeleton white keys of keyboards and, finally, his hands came to rest on the smooth wood of a violin. A violin... surely they won't mind if I have a little play?
Jackie swallowed, his throat was oddly dry. He took the violin up in his hands and settled in on his shoulder while taking a bow with the other. It felt so right. He needed to decide if his trip to visit Alexander was going to mean him moving permanently over to England. His father wouldn't be happy but... sometimes a little crazy was needed to put the spark back in life.
With a small smile, Jackie began to slide the horse hairs smoothly, breaking out into Minuetto by Luigi Boccherini. This was the only thing that could bring him true peace.
Jackie's Outfit
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Post by Aiden James Murphy on Jun 24, 2012 11:45:05 GMT
Aiden entered the music shop in search for an cello. He needed one since he was going to use it when he was board. Yes, Aiden could play almost any string instrument, even the ones that orchestra players use. His love for string instruments knew almost no boundaries. He circled the shop first then heard someone playing a violin. And it was a piece that Aiden listened to quite often, Luigi Boccherini's Minuetto.
He found the perfect cello and waited for the right time to just go in and play along. Aiden's family did own the building the music shop was occupying. So the store might not mind so much if they use the instruments there. If they did, he'll just have to buy the ones the other guy was using to appease the store.
Aiden got comfortable and entered on the third stanza of the musical piece.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jun 24, 2012 12:21:37 GMT
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Post by Jackie Damiano Piazza on Jun 24, 2012 12:32:24 GMT
Small world. Jackie mused to himself when Aiden entered the shop and jumped into the musical piece, accompanying him with a cello. He knew that there could of been a high chance of encountering the other man but he still hadn't expected it. Jackie gave him a smile before letting his senses be consumed once more by the music they were weaving.
Then, surprise, Brent. This day... was proving to be a very lucky one indeed. So unexpected was this that Jackie slipped and made the note he was playing go flat. It sounded disgusting to his trained ears. Frowning at no one but himself, he slid the violin from his shoulder.
"Va bene." Jackie shrugged. "I shouldn't toy with instruments that aren't mine for long." His eyes rested on the violin in his hands with a small longing. This was coming home with him today. He looked at Aiden and gave him another smile, letting his white teeth peek briefly from between his lips.
"Ciao, Aiden. Long time no see." He then looked in Brent's direction, acknowledging him with the same smile and a nod. He doubted Brent would recognize him but... you never knew.
Jackie's Outfit
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Post by Aiden James Murphy on Jun 24, 2012 12:39:35 GMT
Aiden was deep into his playing when Brent's voice shattered his concentration and made Jackie slip and play a bad note which caused Aiden to do the same thing. He sighed and gave a smile at Brent which said 'Please-don't-call-me-by-that-horrible-name-in-public'. He didn't mind it if were just them but for Brent to have screamed it out loud was just...
Aiden turned to Jackie. "It has indeed been long, Jackie. how have you been? Would you like that violin? I could always tell when you wanted something and this is one of those times." He told Jackie as he looked around for an attendant. he was going to buy the cello and finish the piece with Jackie even if it would make them play in front of other customers. Aiden didn't really care. He owned the building anyway.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jun 24, 2012 13:12:01 GMT
[/i] that nickname really." he winked at his friend jokingly. Really, who could love a nickname like Murphster-Poo? Brent had gotten off lightly with Bren-Bren. He frowned a little as Aiden spoke to Familiar Violin Dude. "You know him?" he pointed from Murph to the other man slowly before realising how rude he was being and extending his hand towards Familiar Violin Dude. "I'm Brent McKinney, a friend of Mur-Aiden's." he beamed at him. He seemed to be about the only person who called Aiden Murph, not that he really cared.[/color][/ul] |
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Post by Jackie Damiano Piazza on Jun 24, 2012 13:24:52 GMT
Jackie looked down at the violin in his hands, weighing it with a small smile. Letting the smile grow, he handed the stringed instrument to Aiden.
"Yes, you're usually able to tell." Jackie then chuckled. An actual, genuine chuckle. He was close enough to the other man that his cool demeanour was dropped. "And yes... this is one of those times." The Italian didn't flap about how his friend wanted to purchase the violin for him and insist that he didn't. Jackie would let him buy it. He knew Aiden had cash. As did he. Gifts like these weren't exactly rare. He'd just return the favour very soon.
"Piacere di conoscerti, McKinney." Jackie smiled, turning to face Brent now. "I'm Jackie Piazza. I know Aiden since... well... since ages. We met in Italy quite a few years back." Murphy-poo. Brent really had to be close to use a childlike nickname like that on Aiden. It was almost amusing.
Jackie's Outfit
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Post by Aiden James Murphy on Jun 24, 2012 13:31:55 GMT
Aiden took the violin just in the two attendants came and took the violin and cello from him. He gave them a silver credit card and went back to look at Jackie and Brent. He laughed as Jackie agreed to what Aiden had said. "Well, I'd be a horrible friend if I didn't know every little detail about you and instruments, now right?" Aiden said with a smirk.
"Jackie, this is Brent, Brent this is Jackie. A very good and close friend of mine. We use to play orchestra music when we met at Italy. In some sense, Jackie and I got on the right footing the moment we met." Aiden told Brent. He knew that he had to tell Brent that Jackie was his best friend when he went to Italy for five years to get away from his mother who was trying to get him to marry some blond muggle girl who knew nothing about life, just money.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jun 30, 2012 10:19:55 GMT
[/color][/ul] (OOC: Really sorry about the wait, guys. D: ) |
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Post by Jackie Damiano Piazza on Jun 30, 2012 11:13:08 GMT
"Yes... we got off on the right footing..." Jackie repeated with a faint, knowing smile. Jackie and he had hit it off, bonding over music, and fate had wanted them both grow into the peculiar men they were today. Jackie couldn't ask for a better friend. He couldn't explain how freeing it felt to be able to share everything with someone.
"So... how is everything, McKinney? Out browsing instruments with Aiden?" Jackie smiled. It was nice to finally meet Aiden's pet in person. He seemed rather nice. His friend's infatuation with him was understandable. Jackie caught Aiden's eye and gave a small nod. Brent was nice. "Aiden has mentioned you to me every so often, you're a good friend of his... its nice to finally meet you."
Jackie's Outfit
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Post by Aiden James Murphy on Jun 30, 2012 11:28:07 GMT
Aiden gave Jackie a smile that meant 'be-nice-to-my-pet-since-I-was-nice-to-yours'. Then, "Brent, I may have told Jackie a few things about you. Don't worry, I only said good things about you. How a wonderful friend you are to me and caring and crazy at times." Aiden said and chuckled, knowing Jackie would understand his joke.
Brent was nowhere near crazy and sadistically twisted as him and Jackie. But that was why Aiden loved Brent in the first place. For the man to have striped Aiden of his knowledge whenever he was around was something to be proud of. And the fact that Aiden would never get mad at Brent even if he called Aiden by the horrible nickname Brent had made for him.
Aiden loved Brent so much that he would never get mad. He might actually want to tie Brent on a leash like a dog. Aiden chuckled a little to himself.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jun 30, 2012 11:52:20 GMT
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Post by Jackie Damiano Piazza on Jul 6, 2012 13:33:10 GMT
Jackie stole a glimpse of Aiden as soon as McKinney mentioned his upcoming wedding to Jackson. It annoyed Jackie ever so slightly that the man was so open about it. But that was probably because he knew that Aiden was against it. He wanted McKinney for his own and Jackson out of the picture.
"Yes, I believe Aiden may of mentioned it... Congratulations." Jackie forced the words to tumble seamlessly from his mouth. He had to be civil. He had no say in this. "You're going to make a man very happy someday." And he should be Aiden, McKinney.
"We all have our crazy moments, so don't try to deny it." Jackie chuckled, a dark note to it, as if McKinney had just stumbled on an inside joke. "But its safe to say that some more than others. Right, Aiden?" Just then the two shop attendants returned with Aiden's purchases. Jackie took the violin which was now encased in a simple, black hard cover. That was nice of them.
"Grazie, Aiden." Jackie grinned, taking the case by the handle and letting it hand loosely by his side. "My turn to spoil you. If you think of anything, just say."
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Post by Aiden James Murphy on Jul 7, 2012 2:10:06 GMT
Aiden took the cello case and carefully held on to it. "We shall have to finish that piece, Jackie. You know that I never play and just not finish." Aiden said as he tried to change the subject. He didn't want to hear about the marriage and nor did he want to listen to Brent talk about Chase. That was the last thing Aiden wanted at the moment.
Then he chuckled, "Yes, we all have had our crazy moments and more so thatn others indeed." he said as he turned to Jackie, trying to hide a smirk. Then it was going to be an interesting afternoon. "In that case, will you buy us beer now? I want you to know Brent a little since he had been part of my life like you Jackie." Aiden said.
"Here, let me carry your violin for you," Aiden said as he came closer to Jackie, whispering into his ear, "This one is important to me. My pet will not known what we really do and I want him clean and unharmed. No marks but my own. And I will need your help to dispose of someone later." he smiled as he moved away from Jackie with a smile.
Yes, it was clear as the sun rising from the east that Aiden wanted Brent for his very own and no other can have him. And for that to happen, Jackson had to go. Permanently.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jul 7, 2012 21:35:07 GMT
[/i] glances as they made what seemed to be some sort of little inside joke that Brent would never understand, he felt as if things were a little off. For a moment, Brent had even experienced a nervous flutter from his stomach... or maybe he'd just imagined it. This was Murph and someone he was close to, clearly Brent could trust the pair of them. Brent perked up as his ears caught on to the mention of the magic word: beer. And, even better, free beer. "Well, I must say, getting beer sounds like a pretty good idea to me." Brent grinned at the two men.[/color][/ul] |
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