12 Jan 2020, 22:20
Unexpected Flying Flutes
Private @Logan Baird
Annabelle happily took out her flute. She'd been playing flute for a bit, although it was hard since whenever she played her cockatoo would always hop onto the flute and start cawing to the notes and covering the holes and knobs with his body.
Anna took a moment to noice her surroundings. It was a perfect room for music; large, and the shape of the walls suggested great acoustics. She assembled the flute and blew a scale for a warm up. As thought, the room offered close to perfect acoustics. Plus, there weren't that many others already there.
She took out her music. She'd stuffed it in her flute case, so the few pieces she had were crumpled and torn. But still readable. She'd been working on the piece Syrinx for so long, and there was always this portion that managed to elude her. Annabelle focused in determination, playing the first few lines well but stumbling over the end of the first page.
Annabelle sighed. It was a bit ambitious to bust out Syrinx without warming up much, but she didn't have anything else to do. She lifted the flute to her lips, but stopped when she noticed someone else approaching.
Annabelle happily took out her flute. She'd been playing flute for a bit, although it was hard since whenever she played her cockatoo would always hop onto the flute and start cawing to the notes and covering the holes and knobs with his body.
Anna took a moment to noice her surroundings. It was a perfect room for music; large, and the shape of the walls suggested great acoustics. She assembled the flute and blew a scale for a warm up. As thought, the room offered close to perfect acoustics. Plus, there weren't that many others already there.
She took out her music. She'd stuffed it in her flute case, so the few pieces she had were crumpled and torn. But still readable. She'd been working on the piece Syrinx for so long, and there was always this portion that managed to elude her. Annabelle focused in determination, playing the first few lines well but stumbling over the end of the first page.
Annabelle sighed. It was a bit ambitious to bust out Syrinx without warming up much, but she didn't have anything else to do. She lifted the flute to her lips, but stopped when she noticed someone else approaching.
Stamina: 8 - Evasion: 5 - Strength: 3 - Wisdom: 5 - ArcPower: 5 - Accuracy: 9
13 Jan 2020, 21:03
Unexpected Flying Flutes
"You sound really nice," Logan stated as she walked towards the othet first year in the reversal room. The Hufflepuff had decided that she was going to wear her yellow and black house sweater that day along with a pair of jeans.
"Sorry," she muttered as the girl had looked up at her, "I didn't mean to disturb you." Logan was shy when being around others, but she thought that maybe should actually try to mert other people her age while shr was at school. Her brothers had wanted to know all about her friends anyway.
"Oh, I didnt ontroduce myself. I am Logan." She introduced herself with a soft smile on her face. Some of her hair fell in her face, clearing showing that she was nervous and dint know what to do. The small Hufflepuff hadnt thought about what to do after introsucing herself.
Logan shuffled a little, thinking about how the rehearsal room reminded her of the music room at her house. It made her remember her ballet lessons that she was not taking anymore due to school. She started to tap her foot a little to the beat of what was one of her old dances.
@Annabelle Osborne
"Sorry," she muttered as the girl had looked up at her, "I didn't mean to disturb you." Logan was shy when being around others, but she thought that maybe should actually try to mert other people her age while shr was at school. Her brothers had wanted to know all about her friends anyway.
"Oh, I didnt ontroduce myself. I am Logan." She introduced herself with a soft smile on her face. Some of her hair fell in her face, clearing showing that she was nervous and dint know what to do. The small Hufflepuff hadnt thought about what to do after introsucing herself.
Logan shuffled a little, thinking about how the rehearsal room reminded her of the music room at her house. It made her remember her ballet lessons that she was not taking anymore due to school. She started to tap her foot a little to the beat of what was one of her old dances.
@Annabelle Osborne
PC: Logan Baird
iNPC: Zoya Chernova
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