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May. 14th, 2019 08:28 am
20th Zapfish [Video, Goldenrod City]
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agent3[Well, it's taken some time, but since the year is officially on its way to summer (even if it is raining today), Thida's back in mainland Johto. Thanks to Krieg, she has a little more experience in the water and a marked improvement in overcoming her fear of it; it's a process, but there's been progress.
It's just a shame there's one less person to surprise with that progress.
So, of course she's got out her father's guitar. Of course she's playing it. But there's an incredible improvement from the last time she (unknowingly) played it on the network; this time it's deliberate, the 'gear on and resting steadily as she tunes and checks the sound of everything. A lot of her smaller Pokemon are gathered around her to listen: Babie the Sobble watches her fingers on the strings with wide eyes as he wiggles his own little chameleon hands, Rase the Paras is asleep and pressed flush against his trainer's crossed legs while Poko the Tepig trots back and forth, a little miffed that the guitar is in Thida's lap and not him. Kuro the Umbreon is in a rare moment of calm as his ears twitch, attuning to the sounds, and Asyu the Morelull is perched between them, staring, of course, right at the 'gear as if wanting to be unsettling on purpose. Rami the Sableye and Keccha the Pumpkaboo are sitting together to the side (or, well, Rami sits while Keccha rests her pumpkin self on the ground next to him), a willing audience.
When Thida feels that she's done enough tuning, she lets out a breath and looks at the 'gear.]
Wanted t'play a song. For friends who leave. Even if they can't hear...it's for them.
[And she proceeds to play. The song is a bit slower than what's presented in the video, and obviously only the acoustics; occasionally Thida hums, but since the words that come out of her mouth aren't in Inkling she doesn't want to try singing. Still, it's a nice song, bittersweet in a way, soft and sad and longing.
It's. It's good. Nice to listen to. Pulls on the heartstrings a bit. It's definitely pulling on Thida's, if her dewey eyes are anything to go on, and all her Pokemon cease their fidgeting and listen, some bowing their heads in respect for the music. When she finishes, she sniffs and pats the body of the guitar gently.]
Mm...thanks. [She looks back to the 'gear, seeming to remember her other audience.] Ah, sorry...but thanks, if y'listened. 'M sad, but...I didn't wanna cry.
It's just a shame there's one less person to surprise with that progress.
So, of course she's got out her father's guitar. Of course she's playing it. But there's an incredible improvement from the last time she (unknowingly) played it on the network; this time it's deliberate, the 'gear on and resting steadily as she tunes and checks the sound of everything. A lot of her smaller Pokemon are gathered around her to listen: Babie the Sobble watches her fingers on the strings with wide eyes as he wiggles his own little chameleon hands, Rase the Paras is asleep and pressed flush against his trainer's crossed legs while Poko the Tepig trots back and forth, a little miffed that the guitar is in Thida's lap and not him. Kuro the Umbreon is in a rare moment of calm as his ears twitch, attuning to the sounds, and Asyu the Morelull is perched between them, staring, of course, right at the 'gear as if wanting to be unsettling on purpose. Rami the Sableye and Keccha the Pumpkaboo are sitting together to the side (or, well, Rami sits while Keccha rests her pumpkin self on the ground next to him), a willing audience.
When Thida feels that she's done enough tuning, she lets out a breath and looks at the 'gear.]
Wanted t'play a song. For friends who leave. Even if they can't hear...it's for them.
[And she proceeds to play. The song is a bit slower than what's presented in the video, and obviously only the acoustics; occasionally Thida hums, but since the words that come out of her mouth aren't in Inkling she doesn't want to try singing. Still, it's a nice song, bittersweet in a way, soft and sad and longing.
It's. It's good. Nice to listen to. Pulls on the heartstrings a bit. It's definitely pulling on Thida's, if her dewey eyes are anything to go on, and all her Pokemon cease their fidgeting and listen, some bowing their heads in respect for the music. When she finishes, she sniffs and pats the body of the guitar gently.]
Mm...thanks. [She looks back to the 'gear, seeming to remember her other audience.] Ah, sorry...but thanks, if y'listened. 'M sad, but...I didn't wanna cry.
