18.Sep.13, 05:15 AM
Casa had been looking for a good time to work on the little song B'jin had taught her, but there wasn't much time as she had come to realize. Between her adventures with Quenym, the never-ending list of chores that seemed to continuously pile up, and regularly attending candidate classes, she didn't seem to be able to find enough time in the day to eat and spend time with the 'lizards, let alone play the guitar. But this morning seemed to have provided her a good chance.
She hadn't slept well, and as such had arisen early to eat and just get the day started. As soon as she finished wolfing down a bowl of hot cereal, she'd headed right to the craft hall. Once there, her feet led her right to the wall of instruments. She carefully took down the one B'jin had said she could use, running her fingers over the wood with a satisfied smile. He'd trusted her with an instrument - a rare treat - and she was going to prove to him that his time hadn't been wasted! She really wanted to impress him.
Taking a deep breath, she ran her fingers over the strings experimentally. The sound was mostly correct, but something was sour. Scrunching her face up, she carefully plucked at each string, trying to find the string that wasn't quite right. She sat there, going over each one with a mixture of inexperience and frustration, before she thought she might finally have gotten it right. Nodding to herself, she begin to pluck through and practice just the notes she knew that were a part of the song - she'd get to the melody in a bit. But for now, she had to know these notes so that the actual melody part would be easy. She settled in, crouched over the guitar with a look of determination on her face.
She hadn't slept well, and as such had arisen early to eat and just get the day started. As soon as she finished wolfing down a bowl of hot cereal, she'd headed right to the craft hall. Once there, her feet led her right to the wall of instruments. She carefully took down the one B'jin had said she could use, running her fingers over the wood with a satisfied smile. He'd trusted her with an instrument - a rare treat - and she was going to prove to him that his time hadn't been wasted! She really wanted to impress him.
Taking a deep breath, she ran her fingers over the strings experimentally. The sound was mostly correct, but something was sour. Scrunching her face up, she carefully plucked at each string, trying to find the string that wasn't quite right. She sat there, going over each one with a mixture of inexperience and frustration, before she thought she might finally have gotten it right. Nodding to herself, she begin to pluck through and practice just the notes she knew that were a part of the song - she'd get to the melody in a bit. But for now, she had to know these notes so that the actual melody part would be easy. She settled in, crouched over the guitar with a look of determination on her face.