1st Solo [video]

[whithersoevergo]

[In the darkness, a hunched figure appears near the fountain and the sound of a cello echoes over the network. The playing is precise and haunting, executed flawlessly until a single note is missed, then two, then there’s the sound of the bow being dropped and a scrape as the chair falls backward and the tall figure unfolds upwards, finally realizing that he's not where he was when he started the song.]

Saya?

[He looks around, movements as measured and precise as the music as the cello is packed away hastily. The figure stands again, turning, a pale, concerned face finally coming into view.]

SAYA! ANSWER ME! …Saya?

[He starts off in a direction, intent on something. Someone should stop probably him.]


[ooc: Pretend this is happening tonight, and just posted now because it's easier, okay?]

Comments

[unweighty.livejournal.com]

Powerful, I suppose. But interfering with its duties may produce unfavorable results.

[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

How unfavorable?

[unweighty.livejournal.com]

Strange worlds... strange creatures... all very unpleasant. Does it excite your curiosity? You know what they say about that. The only cure for stupidity is death, and that is precisely why curiosity killed the cat.

[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

Not curiosity. Just looking at the possibilities.