11-16-2009, 02:33 AM
Pendzez moved to his guitar, taking it by the neck and moved over to the bed. As he sat down on the soft blankets, he placed the wooden body of the guitar on his leg, the curve of the body resting on his thigh. He watched while he plucked the strings, finding that the instrument of out of tune. With his hand that was on the upper part of the neck, near the first fret, he moved his hand up to the pegs that was to tighten or loosen the strings into tune. Fiddling with each peg and listening to each string, he found the right tune for each, which now would play the proper chords each time.
Before he could start to play a tune, his ears perked up as he heard a voice outside. It was a female voice and a familiar. This voice seemed to be asking for Xeris, his mate. Has the female outside met Xeris? Possible with newcomers these days. Pendzez leaned the guitar up against the wall as he moved to the doorway, where the female came into view of the white male. "No, she's not, but I am. Good to see you again misu Naniko," he said as he took a noble and thoughtful bow before the female.
Before he could start to play a tune, his ears perked up as he heard a voice outside. It was a female voice and a familiar. This voice seemed to be asking for Xeris, his mate. Has the female outside met Xeris? Possible with newcomers these days. Pendzez leaned the guitar up against the wall as he moved to the doorway, where the female came into view of the white male. "No, she's not, but I am. Good to see you again misu Naniko," he said as he took a noble and thoughtful bow before the female.