002 ♫ Music

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[There is a heavy sigh before Zoisite lifts his hands to the piano (he's seated at one, in a nondescript room with billowing curtains at its windows). He closes his eyes.

Just as he's done every day, almost every moment, since arriving in this configuration of worlds, he reaches out through his music. He reaches through each communicator that the song passes through, feeling his way for Endymion's presence.

The piece is constant, steady, flying through its higher notes with amazing runs and arpeggios; to the listeners, it's likely to bring nostalgia and thoughts of times long past - childhood moments half forgotten, old friends and lovers. Zoisite opens his eyes.

Again, there is nothing. He cannot sense Endymion. The music shifts its mood, seamlessly. He speaks without interrupting the deft, sure movement of his hands, almost to himself.]

My music should also be able to repel these Heartless.

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[He smirks and his sword appears. He draws it.] I shall enjoy defeating more of them than you do, Zoisite.

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[He keeps a loose grip on his weapon; but he is not here to fight with it. It is only his backup, his second sword so to speak.

No, instead, a haunting, keening piano melody begins to fill the air. The Heartless nudge backwards uncertainly.]

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[He watches this, curious about how well Zoisite's music will work. Heavens know, it can be annoying enough.]

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[It's hard to see in the serious furrow of his brow, but he's starting to enjoy himself. He speaks only one word to the Heartless, as the music picks up intensity.]

Go.

[Several tumble away, some of them holding the spots where their ears should be. A braver few remain. He can change the music - a note, a tempo, a rhythm - to produce better effect soon enough.]

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[He watches this silently. He could attack the fleeing ones, but that could startle the ones still waiting.]

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[He's pleased with the results for now. He turns to Kunzite with a tiny smirk.]

Are you going to clear out the rest? I know that you want to.

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[There's a strike of his sword and a blast of energy hits the remaining ones. They turn to smoke and vanish.]

I didn't want to rush you.

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You've grown considerate. [Teasing, perhaps.]

[Zoisite observes the effects of Kunzite's attack with little outward reaction. Kunzite has always been strong; the Heartless have been a nuisance since they arrived here.]

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[He's still calculating. If they can prove to Nephrite that they aren't enemies, it will be helpful. The first step in that may be giving Naru some means to protect herself.]

It happens.

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[Zoisite is, of course, thinking along much the same lines. He stretches out his hand, and a music box appears within it.]

Shall we try this once more? [Endowed with his power, it should repulse them just as his music had.]

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Yes. [He gave a curt nod.]

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[The orgel plays a tinny and mechanical music as its gears turn. The Heartless react to this no differently than to Zoisite's music itself, once it has a chance to take hold.

He smirks.]

It is perfect.