09-04-2008, 12:52 AM
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The time given offered him a guess at Laurel’s age, though he had not asked him this question outright. Nodding, he turned the violin over and began to scrub at the dust and the dirt, finding a still solid body underneath. It would work all right, given the way it sounded before. Luckily, he spotted the wax he would need for the bow in the wagon. “Laruku can play the piano,” he offered, reaching out and taking the small block of wax in his right hand. “I don’t know if you’ll ever hear it, but he’s pretty talented.” Random facts about the people they cared about, making them more then strangers to the other person present.
“Tell you what,” he continued, eyeing the bow-string and deeming it appropriate. “We should get everyone together sometime and see what sort of fucked up band we can make.” Letting out a bark of laughter, he shook his hair from his face and put the violin aside. He began to clean the viola in the same matter.
The time given offered him a guess at Laurel’s age, though he had not asked him this question outright. Nodding, he turned the violin over and began to scrub at the dust and the dirt, finding a still solid body underneath. It would work all right, given the way it sounded before. Luckily, he spotted the wax he would need for the bow in the wagon. “Laruku can play the piano,” he offered, reaching out and taking the small block of wax in his right hand. “I don’t know if you’ll ever hear it, but he’s pretty talented.” Random facts about the people they cared about, making them more then strangers to the other person present.
“Tell you what,” he continued, eyeing the bow-string and deeming it appropriate. “We should get everyone together sometime and see what sort of fucked up band we can make.” Letting out a bark of laughter, he shook his hair from his face and put the violin aside. He began to clean the viola in the same matter.