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[today the dressing room is being greeted with a rare occasion, a definite change from the norm; filtering through the halls from some far-off room in the back of the West Wing is the distinct sound of Violin music. not piano - violin, if a slightly less beefed up and more classical version

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o: Awesome find on the video!

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[It's weird, to hear something other than piano in this place, but at the same time eerily familiar and calming. Despite the song, it reminds him of home and the dance halls in Ireland.

Have your double standing at the door, just listening with his eyes closed and a soft smile on his face, even with the mistakes.]

Why thank you~ I'm rather fond of that one.

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[the Allen playing doesn't take note of his double at first, too preoccupied with attempting to work out the flaws and getting his hands to behave properly - he's good at covering it up, but withdrawal is still... really inconvenient - to play the song how he wants, but after awhile he just gets more and more frustrated with it.

he lets out a sigh, and actually notices the other Allens shadow before he notices the boy himself; and he glances up at him, but doesn't stop playing, just giving the other a slightly inquisitive look despite him... not really being able to see it.]

I love listening to violin, so anything new is a treat. :3

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[He opens his eyes, noticing for the first time all of the twitches. Really he should be more observant than he is, but he's still learning. The calm look on his face is replaced with one of slight worry for the other, even without knowing what kind of things are changing in the player's life.

Allen sees the inquiry and gives him a brief smile with a nod.]

You play well. It's an unusual song.

Ah, glad I could offer you something new, then! <3

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[it's nothing too major, not yet, at least. he knows how to fight off the symptoms for as long as he needs to, by now, and the empty wine bottles in the corner of the room might be a testament to just that. he's not much of a drinker, usually, but feeding one "addiction" with another helps to stave it off when he can't find more pills. but he didn't really feel like drinking today, and hence, tremors and twitches were beginning to set in.

the comment gets a light chuckle out of him though, and Allen shakes his head. or at least, as much as he can while still playing.]

I can't say it's much of a song. It seems a bit more like one when I'm not having an off day, though.

<3 Have you heard the awesome Toccata and Fugue by Vanessa Mae?

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[[So awesome]]

[They're currently out of view where he is, but he can smell the remainders of the sweet liquor from the hall. It gives the young vampire even more reason to be worried about his other self, though his expression doesn't change much.]

It's better than what I can pull off on violin. [Bit of a joke.] And it's nice enough to listen to rather than the silent halls.

akjhgkdjha this is amazing <333

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[he probably won't pick up on the worry unless it becomes properly noticeable, or if his double happens to mention it. he lets out another notquitelaugh, though.]

I don't think the violin is very popular anyway. Only one or two other street performers played it back home. [he offers a slight smile, pausing in the playing to shift a bit on the bed before picking up where he'd left off.] It can be kind of quiet, though. So maybe it's better than nothing. [he taps the violin case on the ground with his foot, shoes discarded somewhere else in the room.] Even if no one offers tips.

I fangirled so hard when I found it. x3 <333 I blast it in my truck.

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[There's just a small bit on his face at the moment, nothing real clear.]

It's popular in the hills of Ireland still, rather hard to book gigs as a pianist in their dance halls. [Grin] I would tip, but all of my money was in a pack that got left at home.

I can definitely see why~ /downloads it

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You're from Ireland? [well, that's certainly a new one - though he doesn't exactly know that most Allens are British, either, so it's not entirely surprising that they don't come from the same country. he half-grins though and lowers the arm with the bow in it, instead leaning back against the wall behind his bed.]

Don't worry about it. I don't exactly need money here anyway, right?

Henry from SJ or SJM is wicked with a violin too.

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[He shakes his head.] I've visited it, but I'm from Britain. [Has a very slight accent, his travels have almost wiped it out.]

True, could always toss in an IOU though and owe you a favor. [He's done it that way before.]

Don't know him, but I'll look him up later. o/

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Me too. Though I guess that isn't very surprising, is it? [unlike his double, the scarred one of the two doesn't have any lingering accent at all; if anything, he sounds mostly American.

...okay. yes. laughing at that.] Have you actually done that? If I were back home I wouldn't take it seriously.

I don't listen to a lot of the group's stuff, but what you can find on his violin is good.

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[There's a small grin back on his face.] Sounds to me as if you've lost it completely, they'd think you an American back home.

Once or twice, when I was going to be in a town for a while. Actually, they're quite handy when you need a place to sleep or some food.

I really need to listen to music more often. Far too much rock, haha...

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I think that's to be expected though, isn't it? I've been in America long enough. But I've heard that isn't very common among the 'Allens'.

[he shakes his head, looking more and more amused.] You must be another one from the 1800s. No one in my world would take an IOU in place of real cash.

Hey, nothing wrong with rock! xD I'm a country girl myself, raised on it

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To be honest, I wouldn't know. You're the first I've met. [This one is more apt to bother Lavis or Kandas, his own self scares him a bit?]

Actually, more like late 1950s. [Grin] I travel a lot, so relying on others is how I get by.

Me too, actually~ I just kind of noticed that I liked the beat of rockish things more, though.

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...Really? [well now. he hardly considers himself a decent example of an 'Allen', so he admittedly feels a little guilty for being the first one his double had to meet, but... there had to be worse versions than him. (right?)] The first other 'Allen' I met had hooves and a horn. Very skittish little guy.

[oh, but that gets a grin out of him. closest person he's met to his own time line! and, while he's used to not running into people from his world because he doesn't freaking talk to anyone there, it's still sort of nice to be from the same general time period as someone - even if it was off by about sixty years.] I do that too, but Americans are very stingy. It's easier to stay in one place and make money from the tourists.

Much more "happier" ones. xD

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[Have a slight nod, not that you can tell it's much of one under that hood of his. This one won't hold much against him, just the way that he is. (Probably somewhere.)] Hooves and a...a horn? [He's trying to figure that all out, and can't.]

You're from a time other than the 1800s like the others? [He hasn't run into many who are outside of that timezone himself. It's very odd.] Traveling over to Britain might work in your favor then, at least the Irish are hospitable. And they'll appreciate the violin. Tourists?

[He glances down the hall for a moment and then back at his double, a few seconds later a kitten tumbles into his legs and attempts to climb up his cloak.]

Pff, pretty much~

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It had something to do with his Innocence. Apparently the other 'Allens' have it in their arm, though.

It's 2012 back home. [it is, isn't it? Allen's pretty sure that everyone he has met in the Dressing Room so far were from the 1800's, give or take a decade.]

There isn't enough time left in the world to save up for something like that. Besides, I don't have a passport. [he pauses, shrugging for a moment before finally setting his violin in its case.] Tourists will pay well if you either play well, or have something worth their sympathy. [he taps the bottom of his scar, then, before.... k-kitten. yes. staring. he hasn't seen a kitten in ages akjhgdajh such a soft spot for the little balls of fur.]