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[madamemoiselle]

{It's been a busy week for Diva. With everything from dealing with selling off the Cinq-Fleches company to mourning the death of all her Chevalier, she's pretty tired in general. The thought of coming to the Astral Plane to rest, it hadn't really occurred to her before.

But now she's here, at least. After yet another interview with the media that she's coming to hate pretty quickly, Diva appears on the Astral Plane with one of the instruments that she plays the best, yet doesn't particularly like because of what's associated with it; a violoncello. She is also dressed very cutely, since I am a fashion whore forever.

She's sitting on top of the theater, playing a well-known song with an amount of concentration that seems disproportionate to the task. Every other time she played an instrument or sang a note, after all, she was able to do so with ease.

It's only once she finishes that her brow unfurrows from her intense concentration and she smiles just slightly, as if relieved.}

Ne, at least there's that much left.

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[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki stops about twenty feet away, drawn by the music. When it's over, he takes a step forward.]

Diva...?

[madamemoiselle]

{Waves} Hello Ikki~ Ne, I hope you didn't miss me too much. ♥

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

You sure you're alright?

[He walks closer, almost to ascertain as if she's real. It's different for Agito somehow.]

[madamemoiselle]

{She holds the violoncello carefully as she jumps down from the top of the building, landing easily and lightly} Well, mostly. There are a few things at home that still need to be fixed, but that's really no problem.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[a slight sigh of relief, followed by a sheepish smile]

It's... good to see you back.

[contract_star]

[Is just...staring and listening for awhile.]

...Diva.

[madamemoiselle]

{Diva smiles down at Hei once she's finished and holds the violoncello close as she hops down easily} Ne, sorry I didn't come back sooner. Things were busy at home, so I kind of forgot.

[contract_star]

[Soft smile.] It's alright. You're back.

[madamemoiselle]

Mmhmm~ The dying part, that's not even as bad as dealing with all of the mess there is now.

{Sighs, then softly} Ne, Hei, I'm the only one left, you know.

[contract_star]

No...dying is...pretty easy. Coming back is hard.

[Nods.] I'm sorry, Diva.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

...I do not understand. You died. How are you here?

[madamemoiselle]

The Twins brought me back, of course.

{Sticks out her tongue} Ne~~ Did you miss me?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

How terribly unfortunate.

[narrows her eyes] Of course not.

[madamemoiselle]

Ne~ That's so mean. You really couldn't have wished that I would have stayed dead, would you? That'd make some people you do like here very sad, you know.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

I do not wish. And they would forgive me, in time. Having you gone would be the greater good.

[didorothy]

[ooc; here so I don't lose it - I WILL CATCH UP ON TAGS, YES YES! But I want to play through her death-thread before continuing this]

I didn't know you played.

[he's quiet, distant, and a bit withdrawn - too many people have died on Sam, and he doesn't know what to do.]

[madamemoiselle]

((...That is probably a good idea! But ILU anyways and take all the time you need &hearts))

It's the first instrument I learned to play, actually. It was always Amshel's favorite. But it's the one that I had to work the hardest to play, I guess.

{She holds the violoncello close as she hops down from the top of the building, landing softly and easily} It's not really my favorite at all, though.

[didorothy]

[ooc; AWRIGHT, WE ROCK! LET'S DO THIS!]

What is your favourite?

[madamemoiselle]

My favorite? {She puts a finger to her lips thoughtfully} Hm...that would be...I don't know! I like all of them. I've never really thought about it before.

[didorothy]

[there's a slight pause]

Is...have you spoken to him? To Amshel.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Welcome back, Diva.

[madamemoiselle]

Amaterasu! {She hops down quickly, coming up to greet her with a smile}

That pretty tree, was that for me?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

It was! I figured, even though I knew you would come back, that some sort of marker would be appropriate. As a remembrance.

[madamemoiselle]

{Blushes a little} A-Ah, that's why? Well...thank you. That's too nice of a gesture for me.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

You're welcome! And it's no trouble. I thought it was well-suited for the situation.