[Putting on a show like that? He'd love to do that! He loves playing for little kids, and giving them a chance to be properly exposed to more classical instruments like the violin. ]
Oh I see... [Well, it's nice to see she didn't resent the violin over it. Being "forced" to do something usually brews that. But he gives a sheepish smile at her insistence] O-Okay, I will. Don't get me wrong, I really do love all my violins, this one included.
[But oh boy does he notice the change in her when he transforms the staff. That's...strange]
Well...if it gets hit by a monster, wood ones would break pretty fast, yeah. [...] Is something wrong?
[It'd be a more wholesome way to celebrate the holidays. She wasn't much for Halloween other for the candy, so she could get behind it. Not that she'll make plans for it though. They just met, after all.]
Never said you didn't love your violins though. Only you should have more pride for them in their place. No matter how beautiful of a sound they make, they aren't able to express themselves without you because they aren't living, but...I really do believe their users gives them life whenever you use them. I mean, we do put out heart and soul into them, right?
[That's the way she views the entire thing at the very least. She may be the most overly religious or spiritual, but whenever it comes to her tennis racket she does consider her to be her partner -- alive or not.
And unfortunately, there goes her courage to speak up her oddities because the monster subject returned and he was now curious about her reactions. There may be some embarrassment in the way she shifts her eyes away, but she wasn't one to skirt away from honest questions.]
...I never imagined you'd use your magical violin stick to battle monsters. I was...kinda trying to forget those...details. [A pause; scratching the side of her face, she'll look at the ground.] ...I'm afraid...of anything to do with the occult or supernatural, so....
[There may be a pause as she considers the options over telling him or not. The story she had still had a way to make the hairs on her arms stand in perfect salute. It wsn't a story for the faint of heart, she believes, but she supposes it'll be up to the other boy to decide.]
Um, it's a long story. Just that something happened in my childhood...
[She was eleven at the time of the story. With a forced grin.]
Do you wanna hear the tl;dr version or the straight to the point one?
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[Putting on a show like that? He'd love to do that! He loves playing for little kids, and giving them a chance to be properly exposed to more classical instruments like the violin. ]
Oh I see... [Well, it's nice to see she didn't resent the violin over it. Being "forced" to do something usually brews that. But he gives a sheepish smile at her insistence] O-Okay, I will. Don't get me wrong, I really do love all my violins, this one included.
[But oh boy does he notice the change in her when he transforms the staff. That's...strange]
Well...if it gets hit by a monster, wood ones would break pretty fast, yeah. [...] Is something wrong?
sorry for late reply, i had a rough health week
[It'd be a more wholesome way to celebrate the holidays. She wasn't much for Halloween other for the candy, so she could get behind it. Not that she'll make plans for it though. They just met, after all.]
Never said you didn't love your violins though. Only you should have more pride for them in their place. No matter how beautiful of a sound they make, they aren't able to express themselves without you because they aren't living, but...I really do believe their users gives them life whenever you use them. I mean, we do put out heart and soul into them, right?
[That's the way she views the entire thing at the very least. She may be the most overly religious or spiritual, but whenever it comes to her tennis racket she does consider her to be her partner -- alive or not.
And unfortunately, there goes her courage to speak up her oddities because the monster subject returned and he was now curious about her reactions. There may be some embarrassment in the way she shifts her eyes away, but she wasn't one to skirt away from honest questions.]
...I never imagined you'd use your magical violin stick to battle monsters. I was...kinda trying to forget those...details. [A pause; scratching the side of her face, she'll look at the ground.] ...I'm afraid...of anything to do with the occult or supernatural, so....
it's all good! I hope you feel better
[He does love his violin babies, promise. Gonna treat them like he's Will Smith on the red carpet.
But oh....he sees her change in her demeanor. She's scared of anything with the occult or supernatural? That's a pretty big fear to have....]
How come?
[he says this with curiosity and concern. There's no defensiveness to his tone. he wants to understand why she's afraid]
Thank you!
Um, it's a long story. Just that something happened in my childhood...
[She was eleven at the time of the story. With a forced grin.]
Do you wanna hear the tl;dr version or the straight to the point one?
no subject
I'll listen to whichever version you're comfortable telling.