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Aoba Seragaki (notsoslyblue) wrote in spinningcompass,

As the music began to filter through the speakers Aoba shut his eyes, hummed thoughtfully, and allowed it to charge into his head and down his spine. It was a familiar and welcome sensation. For a few moments he just took it into himself and let the sound penetrate. He knew that as the song built in intensity his hair would tingle and heartbeat mellow. Inevitably Aoba always felt best when listening to music. The offer to change it was not taken; Metalcore wasn’t something alien to him even if he didn’t listen to it as often as other types. In his life Aoba had never been confined by the boundaries of genre in his tastes and liked many things. He was always open to more, too, and could appreciate the masterful creation of a piece no matter its style. Maybe most people did not feel that way, which was perfectly understandable, but it had always been his particular disposition.
“This is good.” He decided, then opened his eyes and returned to the conversation.

“Music is my biggest and favorite interest. We don't have much of a live music scene on Midorijima but I collect cds for my old school sound system and my headphones are full of songs. I also game when I can. Not Rhyme but the games you can play on a device without a neural link. I guess I enjoy tinkering with robotics and mechanical things, too.”
“I am kept in good condition.” Ren agreed as he padded over to sit at Aoba’s feet.
One sock-covered foot gently nudged the Allmate as if affectionately poking at inner workings that had been repaired so many times by Aoba’s own hands. The man continued with a wry smile, “I was a wild teenager but I think I’m boring now.”
It was a little embarrassing to admit such to his new friend. He would have liked to be more impressive or adventurous but honestly his life was recently too chaotic for his comfort. Aoba just wanted a quiet existence as a normal person, not Toue’s next experiment or the seemingly feral creature he had been before.