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NEON GENESIS EVANGELION: SENSHI NO MICHI
Several days before.
As Maya and Makoto fretted above their consoles and keyboards, Shigeru Aoba took the time to enjoy the latest beat, fresh from the internet.
It was rhythmic, and had a fairly powerful bass, but there was just something about this particular piece of music, something that just seemed strange.
No matter what went on, no matter what he was doing, or watching, this music…just seemed to go with everything.
As he bent back down to type a sequence of code, he caught himself mumbling the chords with every keystroke.
"Da dada da da…da dada da dada…"
"Shigeru?" Makoto's voice came from over his shoulder, behind the blast of his headphones.
Pulling one out, he made an inquisitive sound. "Hm?" The self-styled guitarist turned to face his friend. "What is it?"
"It's just…what are you doing? You've been singing that same song to yourself for hours." Makoto furrowed his brow, as he spoke.
Shigeru simply shook his head, pulling the other headphone out. After checking to make sure the Captain, or the Vice Commander wasn't present, he motioned for Makoto and Maya to come closer.
"It's just…you have to hear this. It goes with everything." Shigeru explained, as he offered a headphone to the both of them. As the two in front of him leaned in curiously, he moved the headphones closer to their ears, until they took the signal and slipped them in.
After a few seconds, almost unconsciously, their heads began to move with the beat.
"Okay…" Makoto said, pulling back slightly. "Not bad. But what do you mean, it goes with everything?"
"Just wait and see." Shigeru said, taking his headphones back with a small smile of triumph.
In her office, a mere day afterwards, Misato ticked and stamped paperwork with a rhythmic ferocity, a grin on her face as the music piped through the small, tinny stereo system she'd brought from the apartment.
"Da dada da da!" With the final chord of the string, a box was aggressively ticked.
One of the younger technicians on the command bridge, Sakura, could have sworn she saw the Vice-Commander moving his head to some kind of rhythm, but she couldn't be sure.
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