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Roch headed down the hall slowly, not even bothering to cover his mouth as he yawned. It'd been a busy day, he wasn't quite sure what it had been busy with, there had been some sort of war in his bedroom when he woke up, and he still couldn't figure out who had started it, but it'd been busy.

His little sprite was sitting, pouting angrily, in the collar of his vest, her arms crossed over her chest and a full out brooding going on. The little will 'o the wisp was more likely to catch his room on fire than any of the other involved parties, so he'd decided she needed to get out of the room for a bit.

"Yo," he said as he caught sight of Hel. "You got music for an accompanist? I can try and pull it off on my guitar."

"Either's fine with me," Roch said, heading into the empty classroom. It looked kind of strange inside, carpets hanging from the walls, a mix of chairs and beanbags littering the ground, and a folding table, left folded, sitting on the ground in front of two of the beanbags. Roch headed for one of the beanbags behind the table, dropping down lazily on top of it.

"I've heard you sing once," he said, ignoring the little sprite that was now tugging on his earring, or apparently ignoring her. After a second he reached up, gently undoing her from his cross earring. "You're good. But I guess that's expected. Tell me about what you like to sing best."

"A depressing song, huh?" Roch said. "Somehow I've been stuck on those, too, lately," he admitted. "Then, okay, what's your range? Are you a soprano, a second soprano, alto? What?" he asked.

"I'll admit, I don't know nearly as much about singing as I do about playing a guitar--then again, I'll admit I don't know as much about ANYTHING as I do about playing a guitar," he said. "So sing a song. Any song that you can think of. Oh, and you don't got ice powers, do you?"

He closed his eyes as he listened, his head nodding slightly with the song. A little smile pulled at his lips as he took in her range. She was on key. Perfect pitch, wide range, but, hell, she was a Valkyrie, of course she had perfect pitch and wide range.

He waited until she was finished and opened his eyes. "I'm gonna ask you somethin' that might seem a little embarrassing," he said. "But I've found out that some people can't, so I gotta check. Can you read music?"

"It's fine," Roch said. "Hell, Danny's the exact same way. But if we're gonna put together a working band, I gotta get everyone to where they can read it," he said, sighing slightly. "You mind joining her for when I teach her? Usually I'd say there's a class for that, but I ain't that impressed with the music teacher so far, then again, I'm an a** when it comes to music, so that might be my fault."

He didn't think it would take her long at all to learn to read it, anyways. All he would have to do is let her hear it and see it at the same time a few times.

Jackdammit, she WAS a prodigy.

"Danny, she's a fire demon, my best pal, and the vice president of the club," Roch summed up with a little grin. "She's kind of hard to deal with, but I think you two should do fine. As long as you don't have ice powers, that is."

He held out his hand, summoning his guitar and reaching up to stop his sprite from tugging on his earring again. "Riiiiifff, give me a break, screechie! I was doing business!" he said to the sprite as he held her in his hand. She pouted at him. "Oh, come on, you're looking like a scareling in front of a new friend," he told her, making her look over at Hel curiously.

The sprite took to the air, fluttering over to Hel and looking her in the eyes closely, as if evaluating her. Then she flew around the reaper ghoul a few times, before pulling back and staring at her again. Then, one little hand went out, patting Hel on the nose before the sprite headed right back to Roch's collar.

Roch didn't seem to notice, he was tuning his guitar. "She's in a bit of a mood today," he told the ghoul. "She got in a fight with the fish again, as far as I can tell."