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[kayip.livejournal.com]

Behrooz is at the piano, idly playing through scales.

He looks somewhat tired, but more unfocused, thinking about something else. The dream he'd had the previous night plays in the back of his mind, and after a moment, he stops playing scales and starts the notes he can remember dimly from the background.

It's rather unsettling, but he doesn't show this.

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[obligatoryass]

"You're pretty good," Logan observes. "Been playing long?"

He notes the goodness not because of the skill of the scale playing, but because Behrooz doesn't really seem to be paying attention to what he's doing and yet he hasn't missed a note.

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He stops abruptly and looks up, then shrugs.

"Someone taught me... a few months ago in here, and then I left, so... I guess it's been over a year for me now."

[obligatoryass]

"Nice," Logan says. "That's a pretty cultured thing to learn around here. Seems most people learn about angst and woe and maybe horseback riding or knife fighting."

Not that either of them needs lessons in the first two, and I'm quite sure Logan oughtn't be learning the third.

[kayip.livejournal.com]

"Well, I have better access to pianos than horses on the outside, so it's probably more convenient."

Um. Nothing being said about knives. Right.

[obligatoryass]

"Good point," Logan says. "HOw is life on the outside for you?"

Best that way, no doubt.

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"Not very different," he says, and his voice seems to reflect this. "You?"

[obligatoryass]

"Things are going my way, a little," he says. "So life doesn't totally suck, and no one's tried to put me in jail lately."

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"Yeah. Me neither."

Always a good thing.

"Though I guess I'll have midterms soon..."

It's kind of nice when that's the only upcoming event that comes to mind.

[obligatoryass]

"Blergh," Logan says. "Midterms are never any fun. I don't see the point of them, really."

And rarely bothers taking them, if it comes to that.

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"Yeah, well, I can always come in here to procrastinate," he says. "... probably."

[obligatoryass]

"Probably? Bar holding out on you?"

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"Sometimes. Probably be something she'd do - not let me in so I can't put off studying."

[obligatoryass]

"Sounds like her," Logan says ruefully. "She's very maternal sometimes."

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"Yeah. Maternal," he echoes, a little sardonically. "At least she doesn't talk too much, then."

At this point, though, he eyes the bar a little suspiciously.

[obligatoryass]

"Only through Bernard," Logan says. "And he's paternal enough for three or four fathers. Man's a little nuts sometimes."

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"I... think I'm good with my current number," he says lightly.

Magical bars are more fun than parents. Yep.

[obligatoryass]

"Me too, really," Logan says. "Which is why it gets so annoying when these two decide I need parenting."

He strokes the bar fondly, though, to show he's not serious.

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"She can be a little vengeful, though," he says, still just eying in the bar. "I knew someone she dressed in a toga after he insulted her or something."

[obligatoryass]

"And someone got turned into a clown for instigating violence," Logan says, shivering at the memory. "Talk about creepy."

((OOC: Must go grab dinner. Slowtime?))

[not-a-redshirt.livejournal.com]

Lee glances over to see who's at the piano and realizes that he hasn't seen Behrooz for some time.

Well. 19-year-old Behrooz, anyway.

"Hey, you're back."

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He stops, and looks up, and smiles slightly.

"Yeah... I couldn't come back for a while," he says carefully, trying to guess if Lee had met the younger version. "But I've been able to go in and out for over a week now, I think."

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"Yeah. Last I saw you, you were a little kid." He returns the smile. "I mean, not that that has the same meaning at all around here, but still."

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The smile falters and he looks away for a moment.

Slowly, "I... guess not."

Pause. "I don't really remember it, so..."

Though, given what others had said, it didn't sound like he'd repeated any of the malicious things about Americans he'd heard from his parents at that age. Which was... nice to know.

[not-a-redshirt.livejournal.com]

"You have any idea what triggered it, or..." He stops, realizing a tad belatedly that Behrooz doesn't seem to want to talk about it.

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"I... wouldn't know..." he says, trying to hide that the idea makes him uncomfortable. "I don't remember it, so ... I don't really know what happened."