Sky was busy like a bee that day. She hadn't planned on taking a break from fixing up her little home in the lower corner of the town, but hunger and frustration with her project had pushed her to leave it for now and take a walk to clear her mood up. The snow wasn't falling today, but something about the air gave her a happy feeling deep down. What she didn't realize was that the music she heard wasn't in her head today, as it normally was. What brought her to realize it was that it was a string sound, and not Shawchert's 'magic' flute.
She paused, glancing over instinctively at the source of the music. Someone she didn't recognize was there, in front of one of her favorite buildings, playing one of her favorite sounds. The violin. She hated to admit it, but no matter how novice the player could be, which this man wasn't, the violin always gave her fonder feelings than even Shaw's flute. (She'd never still admit that Shawchert was really the reason she liked the flute so much these days, mind you.) Girl stood off to the side, listening intently for now.
It really is a lovely sound... She smiled a small smile and with slow steps, approached, stopping a few feet from him. Today she'd been smart; girl was wearing a classy coat, one she'd lucked out on grabbing from the nearby city. It was a light shade of blue, made of soft faux fur with a smooth silky lining on the inside. No hood, but she didn't need it. Girl hated wearing hats to keep warm, if they covered her ears. Her legs were covered in the usual boot-cut jeans, faded in front as the style was meant to be.
She leaned forward a bit and rocked on her toes, then after a few moments of listening closely, she decided to stop playing creeper and try speaking. Her voice was a foreshadowing of her singing, soft and silky, innocent. "You play wonderfully, sir." A simple little compliment, but hopefully, maybe, she'd break out of her comfortable shy area and strike up conversation with the man. If not, she could always leave and find Shawchert to rid her mind of any guilt she'd later feel for annoying him.
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