[ 佐久間竜一 ] Ryuuichi Sakuma (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
singsingbluesilver) wrote2009-12-19 01:18 am
singsingbluesilver) wrote2009-12-19 01:18 am
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19... kissing death
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[ Ryuichi is sitting on the edge of the high school auditorium's stage, beating his feet against the wood while strumming a guitar. If he has noticed that there were branches of mistletoe all around him, he doesn't show it. Instead, he seems far more interested in his guitar, and after a few starts, he starts to sing this song. ]
The mistletoe hung in the castle hall,
The holly branch shone on the old oak wall;
And the baron's retainers were blithe and gay,
And keeping their Christmas holiday.
The baron beheld with a father's pride
His beautiful child, young Lovell's bride.
While she with her bright eyes seemed to be
The star of the goodly company.
Oh, the mistletoe bough,
Oh, the mistletoe bough.
'I'm weary of dancing now,' she cried,
'Here, tarry a moment, I'll hide, I'll hide;
And Lovell, be sure thou'rt the first to trace
The clue to my secret hiding place.'
Away she ran and her friends began
Each tower to search, each nook to scan;
And young Lovell cried, 'Oh, where doest thou hide?
I am lonely without thee, my own dear bride.'
Oh, the mistletoe bough,
Oh, the mistletoe bough.
They sought her that night and they sought her next day,
They sought her in vain till a week passed away;
In the highest, the lowest, the loneliest spot,
Young Lovell sought wildly but found her not.
Then years flew by, and their grief at last
Was told as a sorrowful tale of the past;
And when Lovell appeared the children cried:
'See the old man weeps for his fairy bride.'
Oh, the mistletoe bough,
Oh, the mistletoe bough.
At length an old chest that had long lain hid
Was found in the castle; they raised the lid,
And a skeleton form lay mouldering there,
In the bridal wreath of that lady fair.
Oh sad was her fate, in sportive jest
She hid from her lord in the old oak chest;
It closed with a spring, and her bridal bloom
Lay withering there in a living tomb.
Oh, the mistletoe bough,
Oh, the mistletoe bough.
[ After he finishes that song, he puts the guitar down and stretches, looking up. ]
Well, I guess I'm surrounded. They must have been really good ninjas to sneak so much mistletoe around me.
[OOC: Okay, so anyone in the high school or who just wanders on in can interact with Ryuichi. Otherwise he will respond in voice for everyone else. ]
[ Ryuichi is sitting on the edge of the high school auditorium's stage, beating his feet against the wood while strumming a guitar. If he has noticed that there were branches of mistletoe all around him, he doesn't show it. Instead, he seems far more interested in his guitar, and after a few starts, he starts to sing this song. ]
The mistletoe hung in the castle hall,
The holly branch shone on the old oak wall;
And the baron's retainers were blithe and gay,
And keeping their Christmas holiday.
The baron beheld with a father's pride
His beautiful child, young Lovell's bride.
While she with her bright eyes seemed to be
The star of the goodly company.
Oh, the mistletoe bough,
Oh, the mistletoe bough.
'I'm weary of dancing now,' she cried,
'Here, tarry a moment, I'll hide, I'll hide;
And Lovell, be sure thou'rt the first to trace
The clue to my secret hiding place.'
Away she ran and her friends began
Each tower to search, each nook to scan;
And young Lovell cried, 'Oh, where doest thou hide?
I am lonely without thee, my own dear bride.'
Oh, the mistletoe bough,
Oh, the mistletoe bough.
They sought her that night and they sought her next day,
They sought her in vain till a week passed away;
In the highest, the lowest, the loneliest spot,
Young Lovell sought wildly but found her not.
Then years flew by, and their grief at last
Was told as a sorrowful tale of the past;
And when Lovell appeared the children cried:
'See the old man weeps for his fairy bride.'
Oh, the mistletoe bough,
Oh, the mistletoe bough.
At length an old chest that had long lain hid
Was found in the castle; they raised the lid,
And a skeleton form lay mouldering there,
In the bridal wreath of that lady fair.
Oh sad was her fate, in sportive jest
She hid from her lord in the old oak chest;
It closed with a spring, and her bridal bloom
Lay withering there in a living tomb.
Oh, the mistletoe bough,
Oh, the mistletoe bough.
[ After he finishes that song, he puts the guitar down and stretches, looking up. ]
Well, I guess I'm surrounded. They must have been really good ninjas to sneak so much mistletoe around me.
[OOC: Okay, so anyone in the high school or who just wanders on in can interact with Ryuichi. Otherwise he will respond in voice for everyone else. ]