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 Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2013 10:35 pm
When was the last time she had been in this room? It was hard to recall, considering she had been so busy as of late. But it as always nice to come into the music room when she had the chance. Especially when no one was around, since her particular brand of music was always loud and distracting. For now she had sat herself on the stool in front of the drum set, not smacking the life out of the drums but gently tapping on them, a slow beat forming with her foot thumping away at the bass. Her thoughts drifted away to her band, and wondered if Nuk or Deacon would ever call a practice together. Now that would be a interesting experience.
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Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2013 11:33 pm
Sure, she had been through much and had excelled from a simple member of a new born clan, in to a respectable woman who held the title of Elder Artisan. But, Lifen couldn't help but continue to feed her insatiable appetite to learn about the Halloween students and people who lived so close to the Lost Clans, (or, she assumed, it was they who lived close them.)
They came in so many shapes, sizes, colours and backgrounds, that she couldn't help but want to learn about them. Maybe it was the fact that she was an Empress once, or the one time she had been with the one known as Hekhis - wherever she had gone, but Lifen found herself going through the halls of the school once again, taking her very rare off time to just soak in a society that was different from hers.
As soft shoes clicked across the floor, she caught the faint sound of a beat coming from a room down an adjacent hall from her, making dark eyebrows raise slowly, head tilting softly. It was a lovely beat, a lively sound that made her miss that feeling of dancing, and, in a split decision, she followed her desire, going to turn in to the room that the sound was coming from.
From within, she caught sight of what she assumed was a student - she seemed rather beautiful with her blue colours - and, with the sounds of the drums, the small horsewoman couldn't help but allow the softest smile crack her usual soft stoic look, allowing the beat to continue further before clearing her throat a little, hoping not to startle the Halloween Student.
"You play rather lovely - I had heard it from down the hall, I hope you do not mind me listening in a little further." She stated, giving a soft little bow in respect. "I have never been very good with the drums, it is nice to hear them played so heartily."
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Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2013 11:47 pm
The deep boom of the bass echoed around the room, followed by a few taps of the snare drums, and the rhythm was repeated. A very simple piece, one she had made up on the spot. She wasn't the kind to sit down and plan out what she would play. Her real preference was to just experiment, and went with what sounded good. This one she would remember for later, and maybe even team up with someone to turn it into something good. Hell, they could write lyrics for it. Her playing tapered off, and she stared at the drum set in idle wonder of what she would play next. The dragon had not realized someone was here until she heard someone clearly their throat. It was a quiet sound that did not startle her, but what did was the student who made it. Or in this case, horsemen. But the ghoul was nothing like she would expect from a clan of conquest, and she couldn't help but stare at the delicate pale skin, the luxurious robes that adorned her body. "O-oh...T-thankyou!" Did...did she just compliment her drum playing? Poke was left speechless at the ghoul who had not only liked her music..but was bowing. bowing what was even - this thing didn't happen."A-ah, yes of course. I was just messing around." With the heat rising in her cheeks, she tapped the cymbal three times and then went to town on the snare drums, the clashing sounds ringing in her ears as she worked to set up a rythym like before. Her playing then stopped. "...Y-you played the drums?" It was hard to imagine someone like her on the drums.
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Posted: Wed Nov 27, 2013 9:01 pm
"Oh no! No." She answered almost immediately, a soft laugh chasing the words, showing that she was in good humour about it, a paled hand coming up to her face during the sound. "I am better at the accompaniments - dancing, acting and, sometimes, strings. But, the drums are such a powerful sound, are they not?" She asked the student, head tilting to the side a little, almost as if she was thinking about it a little further, pursing her lips a little as she walked in to the room a little more, coming to sit in a sea that normally would be taken up by students, during the school hours.
"I have always been a little too soft, the best I can do, at times, is little tribal drums, I guess you could say." She said after a few moments, before shrugging a little and giving the girl a little smile.
"My name is Hua Lifen, Lifen known by all, and yourself? What do I call the young miss with a heart in the beat?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 2:41 am
Ah, that made sense. She could see the delicate horsemen performing such feats as acting. It seemed to fit her more then the drums would. "They are. I guess it's what attracts me to then." She explained, hands still tapping on the drums (but not as loud so she could be heard as well as hear Lifen). "It is the kind of music that sets up the whole song. A strong beat that keeps the other instruments in sync, leads them through. While the other instruments give the song their energy and momentum, they still need to have something to play along with." Her music paused as she thought about it more before turning to the horsewomen as she took a seat herself. "Soft music is just as good as loud music." She grinned. "It's how we express ourselves, and we can't always be loud and boisterous." She chuckled as her beat turned to a more softer one. "Hmm, tribal drums huh?" Tapping her foot on the base, she did her best to mimic this movement with the other drums, as if she was playing a tribal set of drums.. "Lifen sounds like a lovely name. My full name is Pokerus, but most call me Poke for short."
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