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In his last visit to the music room Bul had found upon returning his drums that he had scratched them up some bit from transporting them and perhaps playing them just a little too hard right after his field trip. Such a disppointment to him- it meant he'd be best moving them around as little as possible which sucked given that he needed to practice them. Either way though it worked out since the music room was easily accessible. Leave the drums there, then come in whenever he had the chance to practice a bit. Afterall he wasn't even sure if he could keep them after the class was officially done. He rather hoped that if this was the case he could re arrange his room to make them fit better.

"Polish... polish.." he muttered to himself repetitively. Today he was on a mission to find some and maybe spruce the set up so that the next time he played them in class he'd be golden. Respecting musical instruments was a virtue to him.

Upon inspecting the variant corners of the classroom Bul scratched his head. "Where the s**t am I gonna find that?" he asked allowed before turning to his drumset he'd left behind from last time.

Practicing in her room had turned out to be a terrible, terrible idea. Whenever she would try to practice by herself, DC would take it upon himself to screech at the top of his horrible little lungs; she always assumed her playing was so bad he had to dissuade her from it by howling, it never did cross her mind that he might have been singing along with her. Besides, every time the creature got worked up, something of hers usually ended up on fire, and that was...never a good thing. Ever. In the end it was just safer to practice by herself without any annoying Death Charms nearby, which brought her to the Music Class on the same day someone had a vaguely similar idea.

She had been too busy staring down at her heels to avoid tripping to have noticed the boil in the room until he spoke. The Monster did receive an answer, but it probably wasn't one he was expecting;

"OHBLOODYJACKIDIDN'TSEEYOUI'MSORRY" After all a cry of surprise was not the best way to answer someone. The little Vetala had been startled so thoroughly the words had none of their usual filter before tumbling out of her mouth, which meant they were as loud and fast-spoken as ever. Backward hands grasped dark-knuckled onto the straps that held the Cello to her back, her single gray eye open in complete surprise, mouth partially open.

A voice rung in his ears while Bul whipped around to see a ghoul entering the room with her own unpleasant-to-carry instrument. With spines prickling in shock he let out a relieved sigh. For a single instance he had imagined Blue parading in there with the intent of scolding the half beast for his mark ups on his drums.

"Phew.. " Registering what she'd actually said the boil crossed his arms. "Wait, huh? Why are you sorry?" he laughed lightly then continued his valiant search in a shelf full of musical paraphanelia. "You here to practice? I could leave if you want I'm really just here looking for some stuff to clean up my drums they got scuffed a tad from dragging them around."

Amrita, who looked perhaps about nine thanks to her current body, just continued to stare up at the Monster with a wide eye. Well, that was a good question. Why was she sorry? There was at least six feet between them still. Huh. It wasn't until she realized he was laughing at her did she look away, her gaze and head dropping to regard the floor with sudden interest.

"Um...I don't...know?" She admitted sheepishly, fingers wiggle flexing their grip on the straps. She was aleady considering leaving on her own when he suggested the same, and her arms went flying up, frantically waving her backward hands in front of her at arm's length. "OH NO It's f-fine really you were here first so it's okay I'll...I'll just, um, sit in the corner I guess." ...Wait, did she say sit in the corner?! Augh she meant to say 'I'll leave'! Damnit, Amrita! Well, it would be rude to back out now, really.

"...Drums?" Leaning slightly to the side, she looked past him and to the set sitting on the other side of the room. "...Oooh. Y-you, um, play the drums? Or...was it assigned to you?" She was trying to be more outgoing, and apparently idle banter was a good way to do that (or so she'd read). Plus, it was more or less constant homework from Riley. Be more assertive! Be more out there! Be more confident! Meet new people on your own termS! Stuff like that.

"The corner isn't very exciting-" Bul spoke as he knocked a couple of heavy paper weights off the shelf before scrambling to pick them all back up. Nothing. His venturing at the shelf proved most unsuccesful but the last place he was willing to check was near that damned music sheet stand. He kept his eyes on it, dormant or not before admiting defeat for the time being.

"I do actually Uh... well they were assigned to me. Always wanted to learn them anyways tho so I lucked out." The half beast turned his head to Amrita and smiled. "Cello's are pretty cool though I'd be interested in hearing you play. I prefer string instruments anyway like my old bass guitar. Still gotta go get a new one now that my rents gave me some money."

"...So?" What was wrong with not being exciting?! She found herself frowning momentarily, staring at the corner. Most days, she just wanted boring. It suited her so well, she thought. It was only then that she realized he was looking for something; really, there was no other reason for him to be off searching like that!

"What are you looking for?" She asked idly, though the mild curiousity was all but shoved aside when she picked out a single word; Guitar. "You play the guitar?! REALLY?!" It was like someone had turned on a lightswitch; she seemed brighter, more interested, and definitely louder. In fact, she was actually moving now, though it was really only trying to shrug the cello case off of her back without breaking it. It was a difficult feat, and she did stumble once as her heel rolled against the ground, but in the end she was righted and fine, the cello unharmed.

"I play the Guitar!" She took a couple tentative steps closer, keeping a wide distance from the music stand. "W-well not PLAY just...played. Once. Um. Battle of the bands - Did you play in that?"

"Yea, just for pleasure really no assignments no band nothin-" he replied then blinked as she mentioned she played. "Oh you do?" Bul curled his tail behind him and took a seat on one of the music chairs while tapping his fingers together. Where else was there to look?

"Wait wait wait-" he paused and raised a hand slightly. "Battle of the bands? You played in Battle of the Bands? There even WAS a battle of the bands?! Jack damnit!" he scoffed and pouted. "I wasn't here when that happened.. I uh.. I think I heard about it at one point but must've forgotten. I would've killed to have been in that. How did you do, did your band win? Did you like playing the guitar?" he asked ina bombardment of excited questions. Amrita really was interesting, guitar or not Bul just wasn't aware of her self conceousness.

"I did! Um...with...Tahki and Israfel." The small ghoul moved to take a seat, pulling her knees against her chest and tucking her toes under her. "I'm sorry you missed it, it was fun!" It was the first big event she had ever done in school, it really stood out to her; that was before all the crazy field trips happened, after all! "Uhh...It was...kind of a funny story..." Smiling as best as her half face would allow, she strummed her fingers against her knees before throwing them in the air like an explosion.

"Tahki knocked BOTH our teams out at the same time!" Wiggling in her seat, she went on to make motions similar to swinging an axe. "I'd already broken my guitar but...my body's not the greatest so..." The ghoul was pouting now, hands back on her knees. "Their team managed to get someone back on their feet, so...we lost. But it was a really, REALLY close tie!" It was something she never really got to talk about and wanted to, so the questions were surprisingly welcome and answered with nearly as much excitement as they were given.

"I loved it! I'd never played one before and...I haven't been able to play since because...broken..." Again with the chopping motion. "I hoped...Blue would give me a Guitar but I got...that-" Particular unhappy emphasis on 'that'. "-instead." At least this was a half-size, and not the full size, which was easily larger than she.

All the while as Amrita spoke Unstabul could imagine this Vetala ghoul absolutely destroying a guitar on stage. "Heh but it does sound like you had fun and isn't that what music and guitars are allll about?" he smirked then eyed the Cello she condemend. "Hey I asked for a guitar too but.. I think that's one of those things everybody just kinda asks for so it's too popular to just give to students. I think we'd have a pretty good battle over it alright.." he shook his head. He was a pretty big brawler but it almost seemed worth it to be under the radar in a sense and maybe even earn your own seat playing guitar. "Though I'm thinking maybe Blue will try that now.. heh.."

With that he sighed and stood for a moment to start dragging his drum set piece by piece over towards Amrita. "To be honest I really dig percussion but.. I like notes over beats. Maybe we put two and two together you might find that Cello is a lot better than it seems.. even if it could potentially crush you-"

Bul paused, regreting his slight insult then laughing uneasily. "I uh.. sorry don't mean that really.."

...Was that what they were about? Blinking, she thought about it a little longer than she should have. "Umm...I...guess so!" They all seemed to have fun and whatnot, and they DID play music! It made sense! This Monster was very smart! "I...I don't think ANYONE got a guitar." She pointed out thoughtfully, tapping her chin with her fingernail, palm out. If she had anything more to say it was forgotten, instead watching him lug his drug set closer to her.

"...Percussion?" She parroted with a headtilt. The 'insult' was noted, and her expression fell, her gaze on her knees and, further down, heels. Yes, even the half-size Cello was big for her...

"Umm...I-it's okay." She said softly, her head still bowed so far that her bangs covered her face. "It'll change soon, I promise."

Bul couldn't help but notice what he'd said had really gotten to her. He frowned some, a bit sorry indeed, but decided not to draw it out. "Hey I think it's cute when petite ghouls play instruments twice their size. It's impressive too!" he tried to recover then turned and rolled one of his drumsticks along the snare as a drumroll. It was a bit patchy and loose but he felt like he got his point across.

"Play!" the boil insisted, smiling to Amrita. "I wanna hear you play."