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Leo sits down on the couch adjacent to them, crossing his legs and leaning on one wing, “…So, whats with you guys anyway?”
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Nagisa plays the ending to his song then mutes the strings with his palms again, “So… um, was that good enough?”
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Snidely led them back to his apartment, still seeming in a grumpy mood. Soon they reached his home again. He put his jacket on the rack by the door, grabs a beer from the fridge, then sits in his same spot on the couch, “Kid, make sure he doesn’t touch you, alright? Keep an eye on him.” He cracks open the top to the can.
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“Um… there’s a new one…” Nagisa reaches over to the amp and turns down the distortion so its almost acoustic. He begins to play the intro to his song then started to sing, his key and tone was perfect, but his voice was a little wavery.
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Leo leans back, propping himself up with one wing, “Sweetheart, it’s locked up, even during the day you need to show your mark.” he brings his wing to his beak, wiping a trace of blood off. Snidely yanks Leo up, “Fine, then you’ll be my prisoner for now.” he turns his back and begins to walk away, muttering, “Even though it disgusts me to look at you.”
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Nagisa nods, “They sounded really exited too, anytime tomorrow, they said.” he pulls the guitar back up to his chest, “We should probably choose a song… though I think they might like it better if its an original…”
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Snidely drops Leo back to the ground, wiping the blood off his wing. Noticing the expression on Ferns face, he lets out an angry sigh, trying to expel the rest of his anger. “Tell me where Morphine’s base is.” Leo began to pick himself up, “Whats your obsession…? Whatever, no one’s gonna be there at this time of night anyway.”
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“They agreed to let you in!” Nagisa says happily, smiling at Koharu, “…Ah, but those guys… they really like me for some reason… and um… they said only if I signed on too… sorry…” He twiddles with the tuning pegs on the guitar on his lap.
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“We’re gonna go back to my apartment and we’ll-” Leo starts, but is cut off by the impact of Snidelys wing to the underside of his wing hard enough to send the small chicken to the ground. Snidely delivers a swift kick to his ribs and murmurs with a malicious tone, “…bastard.” He pulls Leo up by the wing, “You’ll tell us what we need to know or Ill kill you.”
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Nagisa sighs, “…Its fine, Its just Teacher… she always yells at me…” He puts the phone back up to his ear, “She forewarded the call to the other guys though.” He waits for another moment, then someone on the other end picked up, “..Um, hi?” He begins timidly, then more people started talking loudly on the other end, but this ttime they sounded happier. Nagisa stayed silent, listening to the people for a good 10 minuets, then jumps in, “But–! I-I can’t! Its-!” He pauses for a moment then looks down, sounding a little more sad, “…In that case its fine…” The people on the other end of the phone talk again for a good few more minuets, then Nagisa smiles, “Oh, alright, thank you very much!” Hr says then hangs up.
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Leo frowns slightly, “Ah, I see…” He glances back at Snidely, “Whatever you say, I guess.” Snidely shoots him a venomous glare, but doesn’t say anything, maintaining a silence perhaps more menacing than anything he could of said. He follows behind them, wings balled tightly into fists in his pockets.
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Nagisa scrolls through his contacts for a second, then dials one of the numbers. “Um, Hi…” he starts, then gives a timid explanation of the events that just happened. The person on the other end began yelling at him loud enough that Koharu might have been able to hear. Every once in a while, Nagisa would say quiet ‘sorry’ ‘yes’ or ‘I will’ until the voice on the other end eventually stopped.
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Snidely grimaces, but holds his tongue. Leo smirked and put his wing around Ferns waist, “…Then lets go back to my place and I’ll tell you everything you need to know.” he says in a low, seductive tone.
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Nagisa nods and pulls out his phone, “…If you want… I could, um, ask them now. Do you want me to try…?”
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Nagisa shrugs, “I mean, I know guys who work for a record label, and so does Teacher, I could call them or something?” He takes the CD out of his pocket again and points to the stamp of the company who put it out in the corner, “…Yeah, its, um, these guys, they’re nice I think.”