McDonell Benedict "Kazuhira (和平)" Miller (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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thisavrou2017-10-24 03:59 pm
warandpeace) wrote in thisavrou2017-10-24 03:59 pm
VIDEO
[Kaz almost never does a video post, but today is an exception. The view opens up with him positioning the camera on a level surface (a stool) and he backs away from the view to settle on his own seat. Behind him, the wall of the stage in the Hall of Music, and he has his two commissioned speakers and the special guitar gifted to him by Eggsy a full two years ago settled in his arms loosely, though his hands aren't in position yet. He has a half-full bottle of something he's already drunk too much of on one of the speakers. Hence why this is a video post, and he's willing to do this in front of people and trying to provoke some help.]
I was hoping that a friend of mine would turn up late. No such luck.
[Kaz has been feeling his friendships slimming again, through whichever misfortune is at fault, and he's very guilty of keeping people close to his chest. A constant sense of loss that he can never quite shake, because the world always feels a less for not having them around. One less rich accent to complain about mild inconveniences in a humorous, dismissive way. One less person to fuss over the quality of fabric or the quality of character. Losses that leave gaping flaws that Miller is constantly aware of.]
I realized that I didn't have the chance to tell him about one of my favorite musicians. I don't know that he would have enjoyed his music, but I think he would appreciate the man's undefeatable outlook on life.
So this is for Dorian. And I need some back-up from anyone who knows this battle song of my culture.
[Nyx probably would have appreciated it, too. For people who know it, it's probably obvious what he's about to do when he starts the Stomp Stomp Clap. Stomp Stomp Clap.] Buddy you're a boy make a big noise. Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day...
[He'll go to the very end, thank you. And while he's no Freddy Mercury and could use the help singing, even if he's drunk he'll rock that guitar solo at the end.]
I was hoping that a friend of mine would turn up late. No such luck.
[Kaz has been feeling his friendships slimming again, through whichever misfortune is at fault, and he's very guilty of keeping people close to his chest. A constant sense of loss that he can never quite shake, because the world always feels a less for not having them around. One less rich accent to complain about mild inconveniences in a humorous, dismissive way. One less person to fuss over the quality of fabric or the quality of character. Losses that leave gaping flaws that Miller is constantly aware of.]
I realized that I didn't have the chance to tell him about one of my favorite musicians. I don't know that he would have enjoyed his music, but I think he would appreciate the man's undefeatable outlook on life.
So this is for Dorian. And I need some back-up from anyone who knows this battle song of my culture.
[Nyx probably would have appreciated it, too. For people who know it, it's probably obvious what he's about to do when he starts the Stomp Stomp Clap. Stomp Stomp Clap.] Buddy you're a boy make a big noise. Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day...
[He'll go to the very end, thank you. And while he's no Freddy Mercury and could use the help singing, even if he's drunk he'll rock that guitar solo at the end.]
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He's gotta think that suggestion over, though.]
I don't know if I need to use an entire sound system... but what the hell. Why not. I'll be there.
[It sure isn't the shower.
And, so, not much later, he shows up in the hall of music, completely sober.]
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[And when Liquid shows up, he's still there. Slightly less drunk, but not enough to make a huge difference (he might remedy that with more wine shortly).]
[He's still perched on his stool, messing with the sound levels which has taken twice the time it normally would from someone of his experience. When he approaches, Kaz tosses Liquid the microphone. At least it wasn't turned on, or that sound would have half deafened them both.] Welcome.
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Got yourself a nice setup here, hm?
[His own musical experience amounts mostly to singing, and one time messing with a guitar he later had to leave behind, so beyond checking the place out when exploring the whole station, he hasn't been in here much.]
Thought you'd have more people hanging around here.
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[He shrugs.]
I'm selective about who I invite to my pity parties. But I figured Dorian would have preferred I not be shy about it. He would have enjoyed the attention.
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[He's managed to somehow hold on to a lot of his belongings, despite everything. Pac-discs are very useful.]
Afraid I didn't have much worth bringing to the party, though.