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 Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 4:19 pm
It had gotten far too close in the music room. People kept wandering in, then wandering out and he would be halfway done tuning the damn instrument and then another one would come in and he'd have to hide the thing and pretend he was waiting on someone. In contrast, this part of the school's extensive gardens was silent and remote; all he had had to do in the end was let the music teacher-c**-tutor observing him know where he was going.
So he sat indian-style on the stones near the center of 'his' area of the garden and grumbled as he practiced a traditional song called "Admiring the Orchid". He hated it, to keep his feelings appropriate for children to hear. The qin had a nice sound and all, but it was humiliating to play. Even though you only plucked the strings, you had to play with your entire body or you were Doing It Wrong. With a heartfelt sigh, he started over. This was not any fun at all.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 4:36 pm
Achoo! came the sound from the petite girl as she covered her nose within her handkerchief. Hamako had wandered off somewhere and apparently was lost again. But from what she could tell. Well. From anyone could tell, she had wandered into some sort of Garden area. "Ne, Lucas." she said as she sniffled beneath her handkerchief. "Do you know where we are?" Lucas was held in a sitting pose in her other arm. The doll gave no reply as it continued to look ahead. "Your no help you know that...If I didn't listen to you...I wouldn't be in this mess sneezing my lungs out!" she cursed at Lucas as she whipped at her nose once more. "All these darn flowers..."
As she bent down to glare at the petals of a random flower, she perked her ears up. "Music?" she questioned as she turned her head. "Ne, Lucas...Do you hear that?" Again, Lucas gave no reply (as if he could). She picked herself up and trailed towards the sound. "Ne, Lucas." she said as she seemed to be talking to herself more than talking to her doll. "Do you think it is a bird? There is definitely a song playing...It must be a big bird!" She than stopped mid-step and glared at her doll. "No, you dumby! Not Sesame Street!" Poking her head through some flower, she sneezed again. The source of the sound was nearby but Hamako couldn't find it. Maybe the bird was just really small with a big voice? Hamako didn't know. But she was interested in whatever made the sound.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 4:43 pm
He heard the girl coming and shoved the qin into the closest bush, paying no attention to the fact that it was a Ming dynasty antique and the strings were finest silk. The only thought in his head was must not be found. Not with that stupid instrument, anyway, he amended as he adjusted his mask and sat down on a nearby bench. Once or twice, he coughed into his hand.
"Hey," he said, looking over at the girl who had interrupted his mandated practice time, not like he cared since it was highly unlikely she would look for the qin. From the way she was talking, he thought she didn't even know it was an instrument. That was good for him, it meant there was no chance he'd get discovered.
(In retrospect, coming outside to practice might have been a stupider idea than just staying in the music room.)
"Who the hell are you talking to?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 4:52 pm
Hamako blinked. There was another in the garden area where she was sneezing her lungs off. "Hi." she said, tilting her head. Maybe he knew the whereabouts of the big bird that was singing the song? But before she can ask her question, he asked his. "Lucas." she simply said. "My doll." She blinked again as she was quite oblivious to the fact that her talking to Lucas probably made her look utterly insane. In view, it almost looked like she was talking to herself. Turning her head back up, she had already replied to the boy's question. Might as well ask hers. "Did you see a big bird around here?" she questioned. "It was singing a song. A pretty song! But it stopped suddenly. Did you see it fly away? I wanted to see it."
Hamako sighed than sneezed again into her handkerchief. Rubbing her nose than sniffling, she cursed to herself. Out of all places to get lost, did it really have to be a garden? She was grimacing every moment of it. Why couldn't she just find the big bird?
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 5:02 pm
If Kres were a character in an anime, he would have sweatdropped. "No," he said, "There wasn't a big bird anywhere around here." (Under his breath, he may have added 'freak', but it was so quiet as to be a non-issue. Besides, those wearing masks shouldn't insult those talking to dolls.) The girl had to be high or something, he reckoned... which made her perfect for his admittedly hairbrained plan.
"Are you going to join the music club," he said, wincing at how nice it made him sound. (Well, nice for himself. He was rather mean sometimes, he thought, as he watched the girl sneeze.)
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 5:23 pm
Glaring at Lucas once more as he seemed to speaking ill of the other, she turned her attention back to him. "Music club?" she questioned. She had wandered into a garden, heard a giant bird, and was now exchanging questions with a student she hardly knew? Quite an event she got herself caught into. Hamako shook her head. "It sounds interesting since I know how to play the flute..." she said. "But I don't think so." Hamako would of babbled on and on about how she knew how to play the flute and how her fingers were too short to play certain keys. But the conversation didn't seem to leading in that direction.
"Are you in the music club?" she questioned as she sneezed again. "You should get that big bird to join...It would fit in great." Hamako was still talking of the big bird's presence though it was not even in the garden in the first place. She twisted her head about. It was around there somewhere! Maybe it was just hiding...
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 6:06 pm
Did she know? No, he decided, she didn't know. She couldn't, after all, how would she?... "No, I'm looking for people to join the drama club," he said flatly. "And the big bird, I'm sure, isn't interested." He most certainly wasn't!
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 6:14 pm
Hamako clapped her hands together. "Drama club?" she yipped. "Hamako wants to join. Hamako wants to join!" She tilted her head. That's right. She didn't even introduce herself yet. "Oh yes. I am Hamako. Hamano Hamako. And you are...?" She scratched her nose. "And why wouldn't the big bird want to join? You know it? Can you introduce me?" she clicked. "I would love to meet it and have it sing its song!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 9:43 am
"All right," he said. It would be annoying to have the girl around all the time, but whatever, they needed three members to constitute a club, and she was lucky number three. "I'm Kreszant Saint. From class 1-B." He resisted the urge to slap her at the continuing questions on the 'big bird'. His dad would slaughter him if he knew he'd ever hit a girl.
He sighed, a sound that implied long suffering. "Yes, I know the big bird, and it is a very solitary creature that only plays its song when alone," Kres told her pointedly. "Maybe. Someday." No, he added silently, not even feeling the least bit bad for stringing Hamako along.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 10:48 am
[[ xD *laughs for introducing his OOC nickname into the RP* ]]
Hamako nodded. "Nice to meet you...Kres...Kris...Ke..." She had trouble pronouncing his name. So she introduced her own. "Donut." she said simply. A smile followed after on her face. "At least we have the same homeroom!" she added. Hamako blinked at the sigh. "Is Donut tired?" she questioned, quite unknown to the fact that it looked like he was getting tired of her.
Hamako trailed on with another question she had been wondering about since she met Donut. "Mask.." Hamako chirped. "You wear one? What it a gift? Or did you buy it yourself?" She babbled on and on about the mask before stopping.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 11:48 am
[Oh jesus.]
"No," he shouted, losing his cool. "It's Kreszant, or Kres. Not Donut, the hell is a donut anyway?" Irritated, he glared at her. One food nickname wasn't bad enough? And the ******** was with everyone calling him after a pastry, did they think he was gay or something? Because he wasn't gay, he was completely straight and also very irritated.
He grimaced. "Of course I wear one, it was a gift. What are you, retarded?" Not the best way to keep her as a member, but no one paid him to be nice.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 12:07 pm
Hamako giggled. She had never made anyone really mad before. "Fine. Kres." she said with a smile still laced on her face. It was fun. Tilting her head, she giggled again. Even name calling. "No, I believe I am not retarded." she said. "And I was just wondering. Normally, you don't see people wandering around with masks on. You've got a hot head there to be just getting mad over a question." she giggled. "Do you normally get mad?" she paused. "Or is there something bothering you? Though, it is none of my business to even care about it." she gestured.
She poked at Lucas as she smiled at him. "You were right Lucas." she said towards him. Hamako than turned back her gaze towards Kres. She wondered what he would say next. She tightened her grip on Lucas though. She was trembling slightly. Not only was it from the excitement she had obtained from making the boy mad. But it also came with the phobia she had. She wasn't fond of other people's anger. Especially from someone she hardly knew.
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