Coming soon to UG@... a musician?

[hashtag_winner]

[Quatre always found that music soothed the turmoil in his mind and uplifted his spirits in a way that was incomparable with anything else that he had found. It was a means of communication that surpassed words because it hit the truth in ways that wouldn't be understood in normal circumstances. People lied to themselves and, consequently, eachother every day without intent simply because they didn't know.

It was another barrier that needed to be surmounted when the time came, but it wasn't an immediate problem.

Instead of thinking too hard on the complexities of the human heart, he took up his violin and began to play. It wasn't a song that he normally would go to, but it was filled with the quiet but solid sense of completion after a hard battle was won.

Interrupt him? Just sit and listen? He doesn't mind either way.]

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[hominilupusinexilio]

Quatre, you probably didn't expect a large, genetically engineered warrior to take an interest in your playing. In fact, pretty much nothing about Clan Wolf you've seen or heard so far has indicated that any of them might show an interest in the fine arts. Nevertheless, Resnick peers with interest at your playing, mentally cataloging the tune.

"What is that composition?"

Bach? Handel? Tchaikovsky? Nothing in his mental library clicks.

[disinheritedson]

Quatre, accustomed to dealing with dedicated military types, smiled sheepishly at Resnick in reply. He lowered the violin out of politeness, but it was clear that he had no intention of putting it away just yet.

"It's a piece of pop music that I wanted to try. It came out pretty good, didn't it?"

[hominilupusinexilio]

"Aff, though it reminds me far more of the music of the Baroque period than the popular music of the Earth Sphere." His eyes gleam. Clearly you've met an enthusiast. "You must play more." He's also not used to asking politely for things.

[hashtag_winner]

There was always a certain pleasure found in meeting a kindred spirit. Quatre quickly went through his own mental library before picking out another song.

"It's a pity that I don't have a piano for this one, but..."

He started to play without another word, more than glad to comply with such a request.