28 Oct 2023, 22:10
Back at Home
It was a day that was chilling, not in a horrific movie way but in a breezy weather one. Today was a slow day in Kyle's opinion, not much to do not much going on.... for him at least. But for everyone else today was busy as everyone was preparing for the October fall ball this year, Kyle didn't plan on going, so of course that explained his lack of activity.
Despite all of this Kyle had decided to go to the ballroom and do a couple song runs and maybe even dance even though he didnt have a reason to. It took him a bit to tune his guitar, many would be surprised to find out that Kyle was a self-taught musician, he never once in his life had taken a music lesson, and frankly he didn't plan to.
Kyle decided to use his guitar he fondly named Uriel after the angel cherub of wisdom, light, and truth. The guitar in question was a gift from his maternal grandfather who was a carpenter, sculptor, and builder of sorts. Kyle could remember distinctly as a child being in the garage with his grandfather handing him the wrong tools. His grandfather would praise him none the less, he had built Uriel with his own hands, carving every detail with aching fingers. The guitar was entirely unique and stood out amongst others with it's pure white image and the angel depicted holding the strings, adorned with gold, and wings that spread out towards the sky.
When Kyle questioned the details and ieanin particular his grandfather would state that the angel was meant to bring whatever Kyle played to the heavens and carry him through whatever problem or situation he may have. Like a guardian for him. Though Kyle was still confused he didn't push further because he knew he would still most likely not understand. Kyle today wore an off-white, almost cream, button up tuxedo jacket tucked into matching pants and a pure white belt.
He made sure to close the door before beginning to play a few songs, in each song he could feel the energy surge through him to his fingertips which he pressed so hard onto the strings they made indentions on his fingers. Kyle could do this for hours, if possible he could play for days, sometimes he would play til his fingers bled or the strings broke, which you could see on the strings of the guitar at some times and explained the slight discoloration on some parts of the guitar. Whenever Kyle played, he felt as if he was home, it gave him a small fire inside of him, a passion he was convinced to follow.
Kyle had just finished playing and singingTorna a Casa Back home when he decided to take a quick break and get some water, he appreciated the way the rays of light drifted through the large windows of the ballroom and dances across the room. Kyle decided to nudge open al the windows of the room so that the cool October breeze could take over, the hair seemed to sting the inside of his nose, it was so clear and fresh.
Kyle leaned against the sill so that his had stuck out the window, further intensifying th feeling of peace and calmness. Before he could talk a sip of his water he heard the sound of feet, turning he caught the sight of a girl in the ballroom doorway. The first ting that drew his attention about this girl was the hazel eyes that seemed to glint and glow in the pursuing sunlight, which was a nice contrast to her dark hair.
"Ciao Signora, Hello Miss," Kyle said in his strong Italian accent making himself known.
Why not say hello? There was no reason to not to, also if you knew Kyle he was quite the social butterfly, also he was a "curious" character.
"What brings you here?"
@Constance Aphelion
Despite all of this Kyle had decided to go to the ballroom and do a couple song runs and maybe even dance even though he didnt have a reason to. It took him a bit to tune his guitar, many would be surprised to find out that Kyle was a self-taught musician, he never once in his life had taken a music lesson, and frankly he didn't plan to.
Kyle decided to use his guitar he fondly named Uriel after the angel cherub of wisdom, light, and truth. The guitar in question was a gift from his maternal grandfather who was a carpenter, sculptor, and builder of sorts. Kyle could remember distinctly as a child being in the garage with his grandfather handing him the wrong tools. His grandfather would praise him none the less, he had built Uriel with his own hands, carving every detail with aching fingers. The guitar was entirely unique and stood out amongst others with it's pure white image and the angel depicted holding the strings, adorned with gold, and wings that spread out towards the sky.
When Kyle questioned the details and ieanin particular his grandfather would state that the angel was meant to bring whatever Kyle played to the heavens and carry him through whatever problem or situation he may have. Like a guardian for him. Though Kyle was still confused he didn't push further because he knew he would still most likely not understand. Kyle today wore an off-white, almost cream, button up tuxedo jacket tucked into matching pants and a pure white belt.
He made sure to close the door before beginning to play a few songs, in each song he could feel the energy surge through him to his fingertips which he pressed so hard onto the strings they made indentions on his fingers. Kyle could do this for hours, if possible he could play for days, sometimes he would play til his fingers bled or the strings broke, which you could see on the strings of the guitar at some times and explained the slight discoloration on some parts of the guitar. Whenever Kyle played, he felt as if he was home, it gave him a small fire inside of him, a passion he was convinced to follow.
Kyle had just finished playing and singingTorna a Casa Back home when he decided to take a quick break and get some water, he appreciated the way the rays of light drifted through the large windows of the ballroom and dances across the room. Kyle decided to nudge open al the windows of the room so that the cool October breeze could take over, the hair seemed to sting the inside of his nose, it was so clear and fresh.
Kyle leaned against the sill so that his had stuck out the window, further intensifying th feeling of peace and calmness. Before he could talk a sip of his water he heard the sound of feet, turning he caught the sight of a girl in the ballroom doorway. The first ting that drew his attention about this girl was the hazel eyes that seemed to glint and glow in the pursuing sunlight, which was a nice contrast to her dark hair.
"Ciao Signora, Hello Miss," Kyle said in his strong Italian accent making himself known.
Why not say hello? There was no reason to not to, also if you knew Kyle he was quite the social butterfly, also he was a "curious" character.
"What brings you here?"
@Constance Aphelion
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4 Nov 2023, 20:06
Back at Home
Constance's dialogue - x
Strolling through the endless halls of Hogwarts, Constance had no particular aim in mind. It was her free time, and instead of studying she decided to give her brain a bit of a rest. Hogwarts felt massive to her, and she was sure she could find something to entertain her.
While walking, Constance allows her mind to wander. Her thoughts scattered all over the place, she found it hard to focus on one exact thing. What homework did she have left to complete? When was the next owl from her parents going to arrive? Did she do as well as she thought she did on her defense against the dark arts homework?
All of these thoughts were soon interrupted by the faint sound of music. Stopping in her tracks, Constance takes a moment to listen. With all the little thoughts escaping her brain, Constance recognizes the quiet strumming of a guitar. There also appeared to be someone singing, but in a foreign language. Italian, perhaps? Constance wasn't too sure. Despite not being able to understand the lyrics, it sounded quite pretty.
Letting her ears guide her, Constance picks up her pace and follows the music throughout the halls. Standing in front of a closed door, Constance could hear the music clearer than before. She was almost certain that whoever was making this music was behind those doors. Slowly and carefully pushing the doors open, Constance peeks her head inside to get a glimpse of the musician.
Constance's eyes are immediately met with the school's ballroom. It was as grand and beautiful as could be. Certainly fitting with Constance's personal tastes in aesthetic. Looking straight ahead, Constance spotted the culprit of the music. It was a fellow student, a first year Ravenclaw to be exact. He was dressed quite formally, and Constance had to appreciate his choice of clothing. The boy had finished performing, and he immediately noticed Constance. His gaze brought an embarrassed flush to her face, she did not intend on disturbing the Ravenclaw boy.
Saving Constance from the awkwardness, the boy spoke up. "Ciao Signora", he said. Constance's earlier suspicions were confirmed, he in fact had been singing in Italian. The boy had quite the thick Italian accent, he seemed to be Italian himself. It wasn't every day that Constance met someone with an accent that wasn't English, Irish, or Scottish, so the girl was very interested in the boy before her.
"What brings you here?", the boy spoke. Constance looks up wearing a sheepish smile and gives him a small wave. She was embarrassed to have intruded upon what seemed like a private moment. "I was just....wandering. And then I heard music." Fully stepping into the ballroom, Constance shuts the door behind her. "Your playing and singing was quite beautiful, do you perform often?"
Tags: @Kyle Diaz
"Our lives are one masked ball"
5 Nov 2023, 02:11
Back at Home
Kyle had decided greeting the girl politely as too no make thing awkward, also why not take to her. The girl in turn gave a small awkward wave and a rather sheepish smile. He decided to appease his curiousity, or nosiness if you will, and ask her why she he decided the ballroom was the place to go on this October Day, Kyle sat himself directly on the window sill corssing his legs and resting his hands on his knees looking expectantly for an answer.
"I was just....wandering. And then I heard music." The girl walked fully into the ballroom closing the door behind her once more. "Your playing and singing was quite beautiful, do you perform often?"
Kyle immediately gave a smile, he couldn't help it, he didn't get compliments very often usually it was insults as he did argue alot with other students. Also the fact that she had complimented his skills gave him a bit of a confidence boost, it felt good thank his passion had effected someone else in a positive way.
"First, Grazie thank you miss Signora, that means a lot too me, though I still need practice," Kyle said genuinely with a friendly smile. "And Si yes, I do play a lot, especially with my guitar Uriel-" he pointed at the angel guitar "-I actually hope that one day I can share my music with the world and maybe be part of a band, it's actually a dream of mine. Do you have anything you want to be, Signoramiss?"
Kyle then realized that he didn't know the Slytherin's name, it felt rude not to ask even though he would still call her Signora anyways, it was always prior manners to ask someone's name before beginning convos.
"Scusa sorry, I realized I don't know your nome name, my nome is Kyle, Kyle Diaz..... Also do you have any song request?"
Kyle gave a quick smile before picking up his beloved guitar ready to begin using it once more.
@Constance Aphelion
"I was just....wandering. And then I heard music." The girl walked fully into the ballroom closing the door behind her once more. "Your playing and singing was quite beautiful, do you perform often?"
Kyle immediately gave a smile, he couldn't help it, he didn't get compliments very often usually it was insults as he did argue alot with other students. Also the fact that she had complimented his skills gave him a bit of a confidence boost, it felt good thank his passion had effected someone else in a positive way.
"First, Grazie thank you miss Signora, that means a lot too me, though I still need practice," Kyle said genuinely with a friendly smile. "And Si yes, I do play a lot, especially with my guitar Uriel-" he pointed at the angel guitar "-I actually hope that one day I can share my music with the world and maybe be part of a band, it's actually a dream of mine. Do you have anything you want to be, Signoramiss?"
Kyle then realized that he didn't know the Slytherin's name, it felt rude not to ask even though he would still call her Signora anyways, it was always prior manners to ask someone's name before beginning convos.
"Scusa sorry, I realized I don't know your nome name, my nome is Kyle, Kyle Diaz..... Also do you have any song request?"
Kyle gave a quick smile before picking up his beloved guitar ready to begin using it once more.
@Constance Aphelion
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7 Nov 2023, 02:01
Back at Home
Constance's dialogue - x
The Ravenclaw boy was smiling so politely at Constance, her nervousness and apprehesion slowly started melting away. It was clear that he appreciated the compliments, and Constance thought that they were well deserved. He truly was a talented musician.
As the boy introduced Constance to his guitar, she marveled at the sheer craftsmanship of the instrument. It resembled the appearance of an angel, something so unique in an instrument that Constance couldn't help but take a moment to stare. Where would you even get such an instrument? The sound of the guitar was quite pleasant to Constance's ears, with an almost heavenly intonation.
The boy before her then admitted to Constance that he wants to be in a band, a statement which made her eyes widen ever so slightly. That was such a large ambition, yet Constance could not help but feel just a little bit of confidence in him. The Ravenclaw boy was already so talented as just a meer student, who knows what will happen to his career once they both graduate from Hogwarts. "I think you have the potential to be in a very successful band", Constance complimented with a smile. He then asked Constance about her own aspirations, a question which she had to stop and think about. Of course, she'd love to research dark creatures like her uncle. But at the same time, traveling all over the world with no permanent place to call home? That sounded quite dreadful and lonely. "I'm...not too sure what I want to do, honestly", she replied sheepily. "I'm sure I'll figure it out some time in the future, but my only hope is that I'm truly happy and fulfilled by what I do."
He then introduced himself to Constance, Kyle Diaz he said he name was. Quite a unique name, Constance thought. He seemed to be quite acclimated to mixing in Italian words in his sentences, a small detail that Constance found interesting. "I'm Constance...Aphelion", she spoke quitely. There still seemed to be a trace of nervousness in her voice. Kyle then asked Constance for a song request, a question that initially stumped her. Instead of asking Kyle to play a song that she liked, she wanted to hear what he prefers to perform. "I'd like to hear your most favorite song, Kyle."
Tags: @Kyle Diaz
"Our lives are one masked ball"
18 Nov 2023, 23:04
Back at Home
"I think you have the potential to be in a very successful band," the brunette said kindly with a small smile.
All Kyle could do is say a quick shy thank you, he wasn't used to getting so many compliments.
"I'm...not too sure what I want to do, honestly," The girl said unsure and rathr sheepishly. "I'm sure I'll figure it out some time in the future, but my only hope is that I'm truly happy and fulfilled by what I do."
Kyle nodded.
"Si yes, I'm sure whatever you'll do it will be great, I can see a lot of potential in you," Kyle said with a friendly smile, Kyle wasn't brought up to lie so the words he said were honest and genuine. The girl was kind and very sweet but there was a power that Kyle could sense from her, but he could've been wrong....
Kyle introduced himself after awkwardly realizing he had forgotten to do so and he also introduced his guitar Uriel to the girl.
"I'm Constance...Aphelion," the quietness and her behavior made it quite obvious she was nervous, so Kyle decided to maybe be more softer and so inquisitive. To do that he thought maybe to end the conversation by asking her what song she would like for him to play. As Kyle picked up the guitar Constance replied.
"I'd like to hear your most favorite song, Kyle."
With that Kyle was immediately confused, what he liked to play? She really was self-less wasn't she?
Kyle thought for a second before replying to the dark haired girl.
"Alright, I'll play a song I like then I'll play one you like? Affare? Deal?"
It took a minute for Kyle to choose a song he wanted to play, before he decided on one that little did he knew would become his future. Valentine.
Kyle brushed away some of his long wavy hair, taking a lungful of the crisp October air he placed his fingers on the steel strings of the angelic guitar and opened his mouth to sing.
"Wasted in love, misunderstood Baby, it's harder to breathe when you're gone-"Who is it that is gone? "-So I hold in my hands pictures of you And dream of the day you were eatin' for two-" Someone that he would never know, only a picture of a ghost "-All this love, I'm so choked up I can feel you in my blood-" Why do the they treat him differently? Why does the blood in his veins not feel like his own? "-All this lust for just one touch I'm so scared to give you up-" Why does he deny the truth? Why is she not truly his mother? "-Valentine, my decline is so much better with you-" Though shes dead, hes left alone to fall apart... "-Valentine, my decline, I'm always runnin' to you-" While he falls apart he runs to someone that can never help him.... "-Valentine~ Valentine"......
It wasn't long before the song ended with a final strum of the guitar, Kyle pulled out of his own subconscious into the reality of the world and the faint chatter of students beyond the windows of the Ballroom and the dark-haired girl who he had met mere moments ago.....
"Are you sure there's no song you'd like me to play? I can play anything," Kyle said with a small smile.
@Constance Aphelion
All Kyle could do is say a quick shy thank you, he wasn't used to getting so many compliments.
"I'm...not too sure what I want to do, honestly," The girl said unsure and rathr sheepishly. "I'm sure I'll figure it out some time in the future, but my only hope is that I'm truly happy and fulfilled by what I do."
Kyle nodded.
"Si yes, I'm sure whatever you'll do it will be great, I can see a lot of potential in you," Kyle said with a friendly smile, Kyle wasn't brought up to lie so the words he said were honest and genuine. The girl was kind and very sweet but there was a power that Kyle could sense from her, but he could've been wrong....
Kyle introduced himself after awkwardly realizing he had forgotten to do so and he also introduced his guitar Uriel to the girl.
"I'm Constance...Aphelion," the quietness and her behavior made it quite obvious she was nervous, so Kyle decided to maybe be more softer and so inquisitive. To do that he thought maybe to end the conversation by asking her what song she would like for him to play. As Kyle picked up the guitar Constance replied.
"I'd like to hear your most favorite song, Kyle."
With that Kyle was immediately confused, what he liked to play? She really was self-less wasn't she?
Kyle thought for a second before replying to the dark haired girl.
"Alright, I'll play a song I like then I'll play one you like? Affare? Deal?"
It took a minute for Kyle to choose a song he wanted to play, before he decided on one that little did he knew would become his future. Valentine.
Kyle brushed away some of his long wavy hair, taking a lungful of the crisp October air he placed his fingers on the steel strings of the angelic guitar and opened his mouth to sing.
"Wasted in love, misunderstood Baby, it's harder to breathe when you're gone-"Who is it that is gone? "-So I hold in my hands pictures of you And dream of the day you were eatin' for two-" Someone that he would never know, only a picture of a ghost "-All this love, I'm so choked up I can feel you in my blood-" Why do the they treat him differently? Why does the blood in his veins not feel like his own? "-All this lust for just one touch I'm so scared to give you up-" Why does he deny the truth? Why is she not truly his mother? "-Valentine, my decline is so much better with you-" Though shes dead, hes left alone to fall apart... "-Valentine, my decline, I'm always runnin' to you-" While he falls apart he runs to someone that can never help him.... "-Valentine~ Valentine"......
It wasn't long before the song ended with a final strum of the guitar, Kyle pulled out of his own subconscious into the reality of the world and the faint chatter of students beyond the windows of the Ballroom and the dark-haired girl who he had met mere moments ago.....
"Are you sure there's no song you'd like me to play? I can play anything," Kyle said with a small smile.
@Constance Aphelion