♛ 04 - Plucking

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[If you're walking through the garden, one might hear the faint plucking tunes of a stringed instrument (sounding like this), an upbeat tempo that at the same time would have been at home in a more formal occasion for a polite dance, but fit the atmosphere of the garden well if one was out for a simple stroll. 

And if one followed the sounds, they'd find Ashura seated in a small area on a large pillow, a stringed instrument in his lap, fingers plucking along with a sure familiarity, though they lacked some of the smoother grace of one who played such a thing for a profession. And sitting beside him, forgotten as he concentrated on his playing, was his journal and a feather pen, so the music was free to float through the magic system. Whoops.]

If you can, meet me in the gardens some time this afternoon, or later this evening in the library. Just let me know when you can make it.

[ooc: Journal and actiony! Taking a nice relaxing break after the big fights. Whee]

Comments

[alessergoddess.livejournal.com]

[This might be the only possible look that she'll ever have comparable to horror.]

. . . Riiiight.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[And it only makes him laugh harder, holding his belly it hurts so.]

[alessergoddess.livejournal.com]

[Clearly he needs to meet mister crazy face Cain. Oh sigh. Castle why must you torment her so? But...she'll just...let him laugh. She'll wonder what he'll think of mister crazyface Cain.]

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[He gets control of himself.]

Sorry, sorry! I just, your face! It was a priceless look.

[alessergoddess.livejournal.com]

[If you were Abel she'd grumble and pout at you but she won't.]

Hearing people call your nudist brother attractive would probably get that reaction from anyone.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

Haha, perhaps not. Being an only child, that's never been a problem for me.

Still, I understand what you mean by them being an annoyance now, heh. That can't be good for anyone - their brother wandering about nude as a babe.

[alessergoddess.livejournal.com]

Trust me. I never, ever, as long as I live want to see that again. I almost want the castle to make forget it.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

Haha, one can only hope the castle will comply.

Aren't you more worried about the trouble he'll get into, wandering about as he is?

[alessergoddess.livejournal.com]

It won't. It likes to make our lives a living hell.

Not in the slightest.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

Heh, probably true enough.

Sibling rivalry?

[alessergoddess.livejournal.com]

I think it is at least.

I don't believe so. He's an adult and can take care of himself.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[He gave her a look.]

He's a grown man, walking about naked and unable to find his own room. I don't think he can figure out to get out of a box, much less take care of himself.

[alessergoddess.livejournal.com]

Abel can deal with it. He's a bit closer to Cain then I am.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

Assuming Abel is not... very much like Cain.

[alessergoddess.livejournal.com]

No. He's hopeless but not in the same way.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

Haha, well, I guess that is a small measure of comfort.

[alessergoddess.livejournal.com]

Small blessings, in a sense. Very small blessings.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

And we should take those where we get them, rare as they are.

[alessergoddess.livejournal.com]

In this place they seem more rare then back home.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

I am starting to see that, and am sorry for it. I would think this place would try harder to serve as refuge and live up to its name.