♪ Note 1 ♪ [BBS/Action]

[whistleconcert]

I've heard about the troubles Garden's suffered while I was gone. Good job to those of you who got through them; I don't imagine it was easy. And for those of you who are new here, welcome to Garden.

My name is Blues, and I'm the instructor for Art & Music Appreciation on Tuesday and Thursday, as well as Advanced Weapons Training: Firearms and Projectiles on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. If you have a question about these courses, come speak with me directly. For those of you taking Art & Music Appreciation on my days, I need to meet with you as soon as you're able.

I'll be in my office for a few hours, but I can schedule a day for meeting if you feel the need for it.

As a last note, everyone, both cadet and SeeD, need to be on their guard while outside of Garden. Sol Invictus seems to have gotten ruffled about something, and if it's enough to upset them, it's not something we can afford to ignore.

-- #47137, Blues


[ACTION 1]

[As he said, Blues is hanging around in his office, just working on some papers as well as a side project of sorts. A large case is sitting at the side of the desk, currently closed, while a robotic green cat is lounging on a corner of the desk, snoozing.]


[ACTION 2]

[Much later in the afternoon, but not quite evening, anyone who goes into the Quad will be hearing a strange, yet beautiful, song.

Blues himself is settled on the branch of a tree for lack of short buildings, whistling the song and watching the skyline quietly. His last mission has made an uncomfortable worry settle into him, and unlike back home, it's not a worry he can push away. That was the one problem about this place, wasn't it? He's gotten too close to everyone here, too personal. And it's because of that he can't just help and leave, like usual. But he's too deep in to back out now, and even if he could... he can't just abandon those here who've counted on him.

But again, that leaves that uncomfortable feeling that there's a storm on the horizon, and he can't stop it alone.

Sigh. Blues reaches down to rub Tango's head, the support unit curled up on his lap to offer some semblance of comfort.]

Comments

[eggplantallergy]

Has anyone told you that you have quite the appropriate name for Art and Music Appreciation? In any case, it has been a long while since we've have an off-worlder as an instructor for that class! [He still misses Sharpay...]

Welcome back, by the way!

-Gakupo

[whistleconcert]

You're the first, both to tell me that and to understand my name.

[Congrats, Gakupo.]

[eggplantallergy]

I would have thought someone else would have picked up on that. That's kind of foreshadowing.

[whistleconcert]

I learned that humans are one of the few things you can never fully predict long ago.

[eggplantallergy]

That's quite true. We are an uncanny bunch.

[Gakupo really wants to ask if this guy is human or not, just by the statement he made.]

[whistleconcert]

You really are.

[Well, he's clearly not going to come out with it one way or another... you might as well ask!]

[eggplantallergy]

Would it be fair to guess that you're not human?

[whistleconcert]

I'd be surprised if you hadn't. It's not a wrong guess -- I'm a robot.

[eggplantallergy]

At least I didn't try and guess that you were a cat, I suppose. Although the chances of me being right would be pretty high.

[No thanks to Time Compression.]

We did have a few robots, or android, whichever, here in Garden. We may still have some.

[whistleconcert]

I have a cat, so you would have been partly right anyway.

[Hm.]

I've heard.

[eggplantallergy]

Is your cat also a robot?

[whistleconcert]

Yes.

[eggplantallergy]

Is it able to talk? [Because that would be pretty neat!]

[whistleconcert]

Not in a human language, no. I can understand him just fine.

[eggplantallergy]

A shame. Oh well.

Why did you choose to instruct art and music appreciation?

[whistleconcert]

[That causes Blues to pause. He's... not sure how to put it into words, really. Not in a way he feels comfortable sharing.

After a few minutes delay...]

Music is important to me. The first thing I ever made on my own was a song.

[eggplantallergy]

That's really wonderful! Music is important to me, as well. I pretty much breathed, ate, and slept to music. Not so much now, with being a SeeD, and a cadet before that, but the importance hasn't lessened a bit.

[whistleconcert]

I'm glad to hear it.

[He's actually smiling a little, Gakupo. Too bad you can't see it.]

[eggplantallergy]

Would you be able to play your song for me? I'm quite curious to hear it!

[whistleconcert]

I wouldn't mind.

[And that's all the reply you'll get, Gakupo! Even if you make another post, there's not a single letter...

...because Blues has crept up on you, only announcing his presence after a moment by his whistle.]

[eggplantallergy]

[When there isn't much more of a response, Gakupo scratches his head in confusion before hearing someone come behind him. He turns, but doesn't recognize the face, yet that isn't what surprises him.

It's the fact that he is whistling. Who does that?!]

Ah...may I help you?

[whistleconcert]

I'm Blues.

[If he notices your surprise from his appearance, he doesn't show it. Instead, he simply adjusts the scarf on his neck.]

You said you wanted to hear what I'd made, so I came over here.

[eggplantallergy]

Yes, but...how did you find me? [Now he's creeped out.]

[whistleconcert]

Practice.

[I'm sorry, did you expect a real answer, Gakupo?]

[eggplantallergy]

Do you often practice stalking people? [Because he's teaching the wrong courses if he does.]