Return of the Guitar Practice

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

[It has to be said that when Espio decides to do something, he really does put the effort in and actually achieve some kind of result. Even when it's something that some might expect the lizard to find pointless - music, in this case.

Despite the fuss certain people had put up - ahem, Seifer - the last time he had tried this, the chameleon is currently practicing guitar in the Quad again. This time, he's producing something that actually sounds like music, though it does still consist entirely of chords.

He could probably have progressed further if he'd allocated more time to practice, but hey...

He's focusing pretty hard on the sheets of paper in front of him as he practices - it wouldn't take much to throw him off and annoy him.]

Comments

[fierybluebird]

[Arches an eyebrow.] Several dozen things spring to mind.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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Such as?

[fierybluebird]

Any new dreams recently? How are things with Toby?

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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Same as usual... why?

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Know something I don't?

[fierybluebird]

[... Well. Shit.]

No.

[Deadpan liar.] I think I'm just getting paranoid is all.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Oh really?

Care to share? You can't just bug me like that like something's going on and then not tell me about it! [] What's going on?

[fierybluebird]

[Grits his teeth and rather than betray someone else's secret, half-makes up/confesses something of his own.]

Nothing. I've just been more scared lately. [Blinks. He did not mean scared. Marco doesn't get scared.] Worried. [Shifty eyes.]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

About what?

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[fierybluebird]

Losing people.

[This discussion isn't going to come easily, and what the fuck, he was trying to get stuff out of Espio, not suddenly have it vice versa.]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Like who?

...Toby?

[fierybluebird]

[Nods.] I guess I'm getting old. I don't think I can handle watching people I love go through pain and being unable to help them anymore.

I need a drink. [Sort of shuffling away, but it's half an open invitation for Espio to come.]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you definitely know something I don't. []

[fierybluebird]

Nope. Completely ignorant on all matters ever, eh.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Well, I definitely trust you thoroughly and believe every word that comes out of your mouth.

[fierybluebird]

Thanks mate, knew I could count on you to trust me.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Right.

[fierybluebird]

[Snickers softly. Oh Espio, when will you realize your sarcasm washes right off him?]