Intro Overflow: May

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Intro Log: May, Overflow

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FOR KOGA

[fordeath]

( continued from here. )

[ wolfgang amadeus mozart, the genius composer, the musician loved by god, the man who touched the heavens—

is really quite a terrible creature. in koga he sees a young, starry-eyed musician aspiring to be everything he became, and all the overt admiration in him, plain as day, is really too much. sure, as a servant he's become intimately familiar with the grand reputation he left behind, and all his admirers the world over, but koga doesn't even know who he is.

amadeus watches with silent amusement while he sells his abilities, but, when koga finally asks that question... in spite of the obvious way he hesitated — a grin spreads wide and easy on amadeus's face.

yeah, here it comes. ] Pfft— Ahahahaha!

[ oops! he can't help it– amadeus just laughs for a good few seconds before winding down. and once he does, he suddenly brings koga closer with an arm flung over his shoulder. ] Well, certainly! How could I refuse a request like that?

[ humor colors his face. ] The only challenge is... finding a song the both of us know. I am from the 18th century, after all.

[wolfcorgi]

Wha--

[ god, the laugh. it's the laugh that destroys him inside, brings color to his face and koga oogami has seriously never regretted asking something before. stupid koga with his stupid admiration to anyone who could do music so well! he isn't his first year self anymore, all bright-eyed and naive whose love for his senpai's music surpassed any embarrassing words that could come out of his mouth. he's a proud wolf now, member of a popular idol unit with its fair amount of fans! he has a reputation to keep!

even when the laughter dies out and drowns back into the sea, that sudden closeness doesn't help the mess that is this young idol boy's feelings. great! he still regrets it! ]

H-Hah?! Don'tcha think you're too old for this kinda chuuni behavior? It's damn embarrassing, comin' from someone like you. [ remember when koga was nice and somewhat polite? well, he has given that up. it's just his thing, masking honest behavior with aggressiveness and rough words. but amadeus has already seen more than he should have, so honestly -- sucks to suck. ]

Tch, seriously. Whatever. It'd be too much of a bother to teach ya any kinda modern songs. Figures old people would only know old ass songs. So, what do ya know? Lullabies or somethin'? Maybe there's one or two I know.

[ funny how despite all this, it's not like koga pushed mozart away. this boy... ]

[fordeath]

[ speaking only terribly to the way he's used to it, the change in koga's behavior deters him none– he tends to bring that out in people, after all. even the men of the imperial court, religiously bound to keeping face, would eventually cave to spitting out their words when they were made aware of the next nefarious topic the genius composer was to artistically tackle.

but koga is an honest kid, he's decided, despite the bite — candid and hopelessly readable where a life-long allegiance to the ducat made court musicians two-faced and shallow. ]

Haha! I'm not that old. [ being physically old is a different sort of metric than having lived in an old ass century, after all. welcome to the world of servants. ]

I thought for certain you were going to start calling me "sir." Good thing we avoided that. [ he can handle (lives in) praise, he can handle widespread idolatry, love and adoration but when it comes to being a mentor figure? an adult with responsibility? he'd rather shake that off quick as it comes.

still, he's not completely set on harassing the poor kid away.

... but he also doesn't release koga before giving him a boop on the nose. after that, it's arms up! hands in the air (with a helpless little giggle) like he's expecting a small bomb to go off. ] Heh.

Okay, okay, let's think. What's your favorite song, Koga? Whatever we choose, I'm counting on you to sing one of your own eventually, you know. [ other than that, a lullaby is a prime choice, ripe for bringing up later down the line to this easily embarrassed pup. ]

[wolfcorgi]

[ why! is! this! guy! like! this?!

first of all, there's no way in hell he'd ever call him 'sir'?! what kinda disgusting shit is that? koga oogami may be just slightly respectful towards his elders, but definitely not enough to address anyone by sir or ma'am - unless they deserved it, of course? does this fake mozart deserve it? he did for maybe five minutes, but certainly not any longer.

definitely not after this stupid nose-boop he gives him. what the hell?! ]

Don't treat me like a damn child, you bastard! [ and here you have it: the real koga oogami. thank god mozart got away, because this one time, the young idol boy would've for certain pushed him away. ah, and how sad it is, that he's really starting to regret this encounter. why can't musicians be as cool as his senpai used to be?! ]

My favorite song? 'Course it's any from my unit! We make the best music in Japan, after all! [ that's not what the sales, or even the school's live system say, but isn't it good, to be this passionate over their own music? ] This is a bother, so nevermind the singing together stuff. Not like I want to do it with ya anymore.

[ you're not a very convincing liar, koga. ]

Leave it to my amazing self to make ya shiver with how good our music is! You'll be beggin' me for a copy of our album after this. [ ... ] What I'm sayin' is, I'll sing one of our songs, and then ya can sing somethin' ya like, in exchange. Good enough, ain't it?