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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[Well looky here, winged Luke found a violin. Where? We will never know. But he is playing very simple tunes on it over in his bedroom, since he was learning how to play just a while back. Looks like he has to teach himself from now on. But feel free to bother him.]

Like this? I think that was right...

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[engel]

*when did he learn to play an instrument? better still, how is it that he's coordinated enough to? Asch will be leaning against the wall outside their room, just listening.*

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

That note wasn't right...

[engel]

..it sounded fine to me. *still hasn't entered, opting for talking to Luke from where he's at.*

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Huh?

Asch?

[engel]

You can play the violin?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Well, a little anyway.

[engel]

It sounded nice. You should continue.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

R-Really? Thanks... I will.

[engel]

*nods, not that Luke can see him from where he's at, and closes his eyes.*

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Is something the matter, Asch?

[engel]

*shifts his weight from one foot to the other.*

No.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Then why do you look so uncomfortable?

[engel]

Name one time you've seen me comfortable.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

... hmm...

[engel]

My point has been made. Now go back to playing. *pushes off the wall to allow his wings to flex.*

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Well.... all right.

[engel]

*follows him in after a moment and goes to sit on his bed but stops, instead seating himself on Luke's bed to watch him.*

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[engel]

*frowns, thinking his presence is the cause for Luke's abrupt stop.* ...if you'd prefer me to not be here while you play, I don't mind.

[ Okay! Good luck! 8D ]

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[ these two need to meet, y/n/vy? and the playing intrigues Luke, seeing as he plays the guitar. so he pokes his head into the room, briefly making a face because he recalls this room and thusly knows exactly who he's looking at, but by the time he's there it's a little late to flee. ] ... Sure as hell better than what I could accomplish with one of those, though that isn't saying much...

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

No no, I don't mind. I just can't play this part yet.

[engel]

You won't get any better unless you practice it, you know.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Haha... thanks. But I'm not very good.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Mm, I know.

[engel]

Alright. ...where did you pick up the instrument?