.:Melodic Thunder:.
That's the name of the first chapter of my story.
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I'm gonna trust you people with a summary of the chapter. No stealing >_<
Dimitri Anastevich Vasiliev is a fighter whose skill is based in aim, precaution and his flexability. His most favorite weaponry is two revolvers he uses masterfully, but his roomate and dearest friend, Sir Ashford Balin Richmond the Third [how strange... the Third... but is that really his name? dun dun dun!!] is a total old soul and gets him to fight with rapier at times.
They duel in the ballroom that is no longer used as a ballroom, but Dimitri's not happy about having to use these inefficiant "pointy sticks" [as Eden, his... well, for now we'll call him his "adopted son" calls them] so he fights dirty.
Then Eden walks in and pretty much flat out says, "You two are so old school, they had to tear the school down."
Dimitri's also the conductor of a huge orchestra and he has a show coming up, so they start talking about it...
pretty boring, I know I know.
It gets better at the concert where they play Mozart's Requiem all the way through. At intermission...
...well, let's not get ahead of ourselves now.
