[ He can only see the case, after all. The violin inside it could've been ancient, or it could have been empty. Who knows. But if this person is out of practice and in another world, that seems the most likely solution. Unless he's a native, anyway. ]
[That...was abrupt. Not even a "please" or "if you don't mind". It sounded more like a command than anything. But he has not much else to do, and they were already here, right next to the shop.]
Oh, of course. They're at the back, near the keyboards. [Sometimes he looked at other instruments instead of focusing on violins, and he had asked a few questions himself about tuning forks. They're not easy to miss. Charles turns to walk back into the shop, gesturing for Midorima to follow him.]
[He can tell Midorima is not going to let this matter drop until he knows Charles' last name. There is a moment of silence before he breathes out, and says in a low, somewhat resigned voice:]
Sanson. I'm Charles-Henri Sanson.
[The "Henri" is pronounced not like the normal "Henry", but is pronounced as "AHN-ri".
Surely Midorima would have no idea who he is from history. He's not like Merlin or Gilgamesh.]
[ He's decent with history-- but Japanese history, mostly. Despite that the rest of the world seems to think Western history is the most important, nothing in Midorima's books is going to be talking about executioners from France. Sorry Sanson. ]
I'm calling you Sanson then.
[ No recognition, but he's not going to hesitate in front of others so oh well. ]
[Naw, this works out. It means Midorima won't be disgusted or afraid of hanging out with him.
Unfortunately he can't say the same for everyone who'll hear his last name from Midorima. So, he'll just change the topic and keep moving toward the display of tuning forks.]
I wonder if they have an estimated time for how long this will last? They've disrupted a lot of lives.
[ Not just his. But also definitely his. Athletes have a limited time frame to build their careers, after all. It isn't a career that ages well. Midorima finds on and taps it to make certain that it's correct by ear. ]
They have, indeed. [Although his life is probably less disrupted considering that the world was safe again when he was sent back to this planet, and that he's, well, a dead man from history living on borrowed time.
But his borrowed time was really looking up lately.] It would've been easier if they brought only those who wanted to come to a place like this.
I'm sure there would've been plenty of volunteers.
[ Though, to be honest, there are people he would've missed out on if he hadn't had this chance. But there are people he's missing out on now because he's here, too. It's difficult and he's not going to admit to either. So he'll focus on career excuses.
He tries two more forks before deciding which one he likes best. ]
[ Well, that is until he gets to the counter and sees a keychain of a dog with a piano afro. He puts it on the counter with his tuning fork and looks down at Sanson as if waiting for the man to challenge his tastes. Don't do it bro. ]
[Luckily for Midorima, Sanson says absolutely nothing about the dog keychain and keeps a straight face. Judging people's tastes is not something he likes to do in his spare time.
Instead, he turns to look at the display of keychains.]
Yes, but this one seems like it would have the most potential for luck.
[ It's got a lot of colors and quirks and it's cute, which means it can cover more categories in terms of luck. If only there were an oversized one.. ]
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[ He can only see the case, after all. The violin inside it could've been ancient, or it could have been empty. Who knows. But if this person is out of practice and in another world, that seems the most likely solution. Unless he's a native, anyway. ]
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I bought it only a few months ago. [Still...relatively new. But it had already seen enough use to be restrung.
Or, his strength sliding the bow over the strings was a little too much, now that he was no longer human.]
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Have you been to this shop many times since purchasing?
[ If it's his regular shop, Midorima will boss him around to tell him where the tuning forks are.. ]
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[By his understanding, "many times" would mean that he practically lives at the shop.]
Since it also carries a very good selection of sheet music.
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[ A few times is enough times that he should be able to tell him where the basic tools are. ]
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[That...was abrupt. Not even a "please" or "if you don't mind". It sounded more like a command than anything. But he has not much else to do, and they were already here, right next to the shop.]
Oh, of course. They're at the back, near the keyboards. [Sometimes he looked at other instruments instead of focusing on violins, and he had asked a few questions himself about tuning forks. They're not easy to miss. Charles turns to walk back into the shop, gesturing for Midorima to follow him.]
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He follows the man to the back. But he does at least ask this: ]
Your name?
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Call me Charles. And you?
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[ He doesn't want to call people by their first name.. Stubbornly so. ] Midorima.
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Midorima, huh. He only ever heard his name from Weiss. If that was the case, Charles thinks, maybe it wouldn't be so bad revealing his full name.]
...It's my first name. [He doesn't ask why this is a concern.]
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[ Just period. He doesn't even call Weiss or Eichi by their first names... ]
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Sanson. I'm Charles-Henri Sanson.
[The "Henri" is pronounced not like the normal "Henry", but is pronounced as "AHN-ri".
Surely Midorima would have no idea who he is from history. He's not like Merlin or Gilgamesh.]
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I'm calling you Sanson then.
[ No recognition, but he's not going to hesitate in front of others so oh well. ]
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Unfortunately he can't say the same for everyone who'll hear his last name from Midorima. So, he'll just change the topic and keep moving toward the display of tuning forks.]
Have you been here long?
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[ Once he spots the tuning forks, he seems a little more confident in his direction, but he notably keeps at Sanson's pace despite his longer legs. ]
I never expected it would be this long.
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[In short, he arrived at the same time as Weiss. And while he was able to return home once, it was something he had no control over.]
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[ Not just his. But also definitely his. Athletes have a limited time frame to build their careers, after all. It isn't a career that ages well. Midorima finds on and taps it to make certain that it's correct by ear. ]
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But his borrowed time was really looking up lately.] It would've been easier if they brought only those who wanted to come to a place like this.
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[ Though, to be honest, there are people he would've missed out on if he hadn't had this chance. But there are people he's missing out on now because he's here, too. It's difficult and he's not going to admit to either. So he'll focus on career excuses.
He tries two more forks before deciding which one he likes best. ]
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That one sounds clearer to me. What do you think?
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That's the same one I was intent on picking already.
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[Just in case Midorima saw anything else that caught his fancy.]
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[ Well, that is until he gets to the counter and sees a keychain of a dog with a piano afro. He puts it on the counter with his tuning fork and looks down at Sanson as if waiting for the man to challenge his tastes. Don't do it bro. ]
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Instead, he turns to look at the display of keychains.]
They have quite the variety.
[After all, it's not only dogs that are there.]
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[ It's got a lot of colors and quirks and it's cute, which means it can cover more categories in terms of luck. If only there were an oversized one.. ]
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