Post by Astrid Sudeki on Jun 7, 2010 8:36:15 GMT -5
Astrid was happy to hear that he played an instrument, seeing as how she was finding lately that the art was one that which was dying. Too many students caught up in fighting and being thick headed morons instead of the arts. It was sickening.
With a little shrug she would think over her reply, not sure how exactly to word it without giving away too much about her past. It was not a topic she wished to breech, yet her ability as a violinist was directly attached to such.
"Well I find that I can play in any situation really. I was raised to preform for our clan's council along with other functions in which the arts were to be displayed with pride. As of late however I have not needed to preform at such events to my playing is restricted to late night solo's with nobody around to hear."
She shrugged once more and would note the way his eyes shifted about the room. Yes it was a mess, but not all of it was...The closet, at least on the inside was spotless, her little hidden trove of neatness. Inside would be where her violin rested. Safe from the hurricane that was Astrid.
Letting out a little sigh she would brush her tongue over her lips and then turn to take another drink of her soda, not really focused on anything other than the conversation at hand. It was nice to be able to discuss such things with somebody rather than try to explain it. She hated having to explain why she chose such a hobby. Others just never able to get it really.
With a little shrug she would think over her reply, not sure how exactly to word it without giving away too much about her past. It was not a topic she wished to breech, yet her ability as a violinist was directly attached to such.
"Well I find that I can play in any situation really. I was raised to preform for our clan's council along with other functions in which the arts were to be displayed with pride. As of late however I have not needed to preform at such events to my playing is restricted to late night solo's with nobody around to hear."
She shrugged once more and would note the way his eyes shifted about the room. Yes it was a mess, but not all of it was...The closet, at least on the inside was spotless, her little hidden trove of neatness. Inside would be where her violin rested. Safe from the hurricane that was Astrid.
Letting out a little sigh she would brush her tongue over her lips and then turn to take another drink of her soda, not really focused on anything other than the conversation at hand. It was nice to be able to discuss such things with somebody rather than try to explain it. She hated having to explain why she chose such a hobby. Others just never able to get it really.
