Kanade's Room
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<Yuki>
<Thank you for replying to my message. It's an honor to be able to work with you like this.>
Kanade
<R-Right... Likewise...
Um... I can't thank you enough for agreeing to work with me.>
Um... I can't thank you enough for agreeing to work with me.>
Kanade
(I've never worked on making music with anyone before, so I'm not really sure how to chat or communicate my thoughts...)
<Yuki>
<Yes, you make such wonderful music... And I couldn't believe it when you asked if we could make music together.>
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Kanade
<A song that can shine even a tiny amount of light upon that deep, dark despair...>
Kanade
<I became convinced that I could achieve what I was after by working with you because you seem to already know how to express this feeling through sound...>
Kanade
<Anyway, shall we start discussing how we'll actually go about making music together?>
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Kanade
<Yes.
Eventually, I'd like to add lyrics to our songs, but we'll start with this for now.>
Eventually, I'd like to add lyrics to our songs, but we'll start with this for now.>
Kanade
<That just leaves... Oh, right...
Would you mind staying logged in while we work? I'd like to use voice chat to discuss ideas whenever possible.>
Would you mind staying logged in while we work? I'd like to use voice chat to discuss ideas whenever possible.>
<Yuki>
<I'm sorry for not mentioning this sooner. My family's very strict, so I likely won't be able to start working until around 1:00 am...>
Kanade
<Then, why don't we meet on Nightcord at 25:00? You can always let me know if you're going to have trouble making it...>
The next day
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<Yuki>
<Yes, let's. I'll start mixing your new song. Please let me know if anything comes up.>
Kanade
(We'll do things like this for now, but I feel like something's missing from this equation...)
Kanade
(If Ms. Yuki's the type of person who prefers to focus on their work, then exchanging files once we're done with them should suffice...)
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Kanade
(But the intro could be stronger...
It needs to be able to draw the listener in more.)
It needs to be able to draw the listener in more.)
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<Yuki>
<I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. You were unmuted, so I was wondering if you wanted to discuss something.>
Kanade
<I just finished the draft of my next song through the first chorus section and was wondering if you could take a look at it... Would you mind?>
Mafuyu
(It's like each note's finding its way straight into my heart and shaking me from my core...)
<Yuki>
<But by making it feel more stagnant, you could enhance that sense of being trapped. It'd be as if there's nothing left to do expect silently watch as your limbs rot away...>
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Kanade
(Stagnation...
She's right. My songs have been somewhat one dimensional up until now.)
She's right. My songs have been somewhat one dimensional up until now.)
Kanade
<I remember writing something really simple when I was four, but I started composing music on my desktop like this about five years ago when I was ten.>
<Yuki>
<Oh... And it's been eleven years since you were four, so does that mean you're fifteen now?>
Kanade
<I was under the impression that you were much older based on how polite you've been with me so far.>
<Yuki>
<Would it surprise you to hear that I was actually a little nervous about talking to you?>
<Yuki>
<Of course.
I mean, this is my first time speaking to someone sight unseen like this.>
I mean, this is my first time speaking to someone sight unseen like this.>
<Yuki>
<I'm sorry for going off on such a long tangent. Why don't we get back to work...?>
<Yuki>
<Please feel free to call me just “Yuki”. Now that we know we're both the same age, “Ms. Yuki” seems a bit too formal.>
Kanade
<Why don't you follow suit by calling me “K”? I'd actually prefer that much more.>
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Kanade
(It's like she's willing to accept me for who I am and even seems to be okay with avoiding touchy subjects...)
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