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[At last. Peaceful, mostly sunny. No sign of the moon, or masks, or costumes.

...And Nephry is moving through the plaza at the pace and with the general stiff gait of an old woman.

Fitting, she thinks.

Near the fountain she sits on a bench, opening the journal on her lap. She's never been one to make announcements too personal, or to call unnecessary attention to herself. A chill breeze lifts a few pages of the book, though, and she smiles, writing.]

Winter is coming. [a pause, and then] It's still strange to me, sometimes. Even after living here for a couple of years...I still expect the cold and snow to be a more permanent visitor.

Do you enjoy the snow? Or do you prefer warmer climates?

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[Perhaps it's better that Dist didn't see Nephry the following days after the so-called "destruction" of Luceti. He's at Seventh heaven, playing the piano. It' certainly very calming on his nerves, and eases his irritation and frustration at just about everything right now. One of his better hobbies to have gotten into, definitely. And he's become quite the player, with all the practice he's been doing.

The message heard over the journal cuts off his playing, though, and Dist tunes in quietly, reading and listening to the replies before he makes his own. It's only when he sees Jade's that he nearly chokes. B-B-Birthday?! It's Nephry's--?! Rrgh...he forgot. With all the madness happening, he completely forgot. Damn. Damn, damn, damn, damn, DAMN. He has to think. Come on, Saphir, what kind of thing would nephry like to receive on her birthday?!]

[It's only after a few minutes of deep thinking and minor panic that Dist remember that, hey, there is a piano kind of just sitting here. Under him. He could play her something! He's confident enough in his skills that he'd be able to play something she'd enjoy. And if it's winter she so greatly likes...

Well, he can manage to play (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=12pf5DHbRb4) something with a winter theme. When he's near the end, Dist lets the last note hover in the air, dimming down quietly to nothing.]

I do hope that suffices, Nephry. I'm afraid it's all I can manage, for now, for a birthday gift.

A birthday...?

That was beautiful, Saphir. Thank you.

Of course. I only apologize i could not do anything more at the moment. Are you at home now?

No. I'm in the plaza. ...And please, that was more than enough.

The plaza? [That's actually near to where he is.] I'm close by. Would you please stay there a moment or two, Nephry? I'd like to see you.

[To wish you a happy birthday in person as well as check to make sure you're okay from the moon madness.]

Of course. I don't have anywhere else to be.

All right, I'll see you in a few minutes.

[And, as promised, Dist shuts his journal, exits Seventh Heaven with his belongings (a folder of sheet music, notes, and a book on how to properly maintain and construct a piano), and walks the short distance to the fountain. he should arrive in less than ten minutes.

Nephry's easy to spot, and Dist smiles faintly as he goes over. It's good to see that she's at least safe.]

[When he arrives, she's writing replies to some people in the journal. Every so often she thinks about how strange it is that they can all understand each other, but she doesn't hold that in her head for too long. Realizing Saphir is standing nearby, she closes the journal and smiles at him]

You've become something of a pianist.

[Dist wanders closer, looking Nephry over. She looked all right, if a bit stiff, but who wasn't after waking up in the most nonsensical places. He won't pester her about it for now. Her smile, too, is reassuring, and the praise just makes Dist grin with pride.]

It was a great effort, yes, but I'm glad you think that way, Nephry. It's a shame I have to come here to play regularly, though...

[For now, at least. He had plans on, ah...obtaining a piano for house one.]

It isn't a shame to share your music with the people who go there. [confining it to house one would be a little unfair.] I'm sure they appreciate it, too.

Sit down, if you'd like. [there's room on this bench for everybody]

Correct...but I'm still no where near good enough to play professionally. The songs i know I've practiced many times. Besides, I do not play for the enjoyment of others.

[Even though he enjoys the praise he gets when he does. Too much, mind you. He takes the offered seat and flips through a few papers all filled with notes on music. He removes one and hands it to Nephry.]

I do it to occupy my time. ...This one is unfinished. I've yet to ask Tear for assistance in its creation, but the general tune is complete.

Oh, you compose as well?

[She takes the page and studies it, even humming quietly to herself a little.]

If not for the enjoyment of others, then why do you play?

Somewhat, yes... though this is the only composition I've created, and it's not anywhere near completion.

[Once Nephry begins to hum it, she may find the tune to be rather familiar. Tear must've sang it once or twice a few times - different parts. It's the grand Fonic Hymn. At Nephry's question, though, Dist pauses to take back him music and push up his glasses.]

To occupy my time, as I said before. And my hands, too. I cannot create fonmachines here to the best of my abilities, because the technology and resources are scarce, and I do hate to remain idle...

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[Tear sings bits of it all the time. He's just making a new arrangement?]

Yes, you get into a bit of trouble if left to be bored for too long.

[See this friendly smile? She's only teasing.]

[It's unfinished, but yes. If Nephry can read sheet music to even a small degree, she'll notice there are certain new parts added to the familiar tune. There are also notes and marking added into the margins like crazy. Dist is pretty messy with his rough drafts.

For now though, he just huffs, ducking his head somewhat with a frown.]

Th-That's not true at all! I've never once gotten into any trouble whatsoever! [Lie, lie, lie, LIE.] Not when I was bored, at least...

I was only kidding, Saphir. [now stop that. Will a hand on your arm make you stop that?]

[ahhvd stop treating him like a child! Dist ceases his huffing, but he still looks a little sore, though he waves the subject off with a flick of his wrist. Just because it's your birthday, Nephry. JUST BECAUSE.]

F-Fine! But I've not gotten into any trouble for some time at all! ...Past events not withstanding... [He looks up to the sky, glad that it's not obscured by a glaring moon.] You fared well, I take it?

[There was no intention of treating him like a child. Really, it was just an attempt at being friendly. At that response, she pulls her hand away, pulling it back to rest across her stomach instead. Will he always think everyone is picking on him?]

Yes. I'm all right.

[Unfortunately, yes. Dist doesn't take teasing very well at all. Blame that brother of yours for that, Nephry. Thankfully, he wasn't so much upset as he was flustered this time. And her reassurance gets a very critical eye, but...Dist isn't as talented with reading people as jade, so he merely nods and smirks, slowly.]

Well enough to celebrate? I'll have to ask Anise to make a cake for you...though I doubt she'll do it if I ask. Perhaps one from the bakery will suffice. Your preference, Nephry? And I've still yet to get you a proper gift.

Anise has already offered. You needn't worry.

[The smile she turns on him is hesitant.] The music was more than enough of a gift.

[Ah, that's good. So he doesn't even need to bother with asking. Very good indeed; Dist would rather not have to ask Anise for any kind of favor. He'd be in her debt otherwise, and that is a scary thing.

Though Dist does quirk an eyebrow in Nephry's direction at her latter remark.]

There's nothing at all you would like? [A dress, a coat, boots, nothing?]

The pleasure of your company, please.

My--... [asjkvfd--what.] A-All right.

[So...here he is. What does he say? Fffffff social activities how do?]

[He doesn't need to say anything. But his problem with social skills is common knowledge in Auldrant, so]

And if you wouldn't mind, I would love to hear you play in person.

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