forum One on One - Resting in a Rose Pedal (Closed!)

Started October 15, 2018 by @Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

tune

Carrio joined in the erratic notes the best way he could. His fingers flew across the glinting keys as he played, but the speed he went at was effortless. He played like no present-day saxophonist could.

Indra was sure there had to be some people wondering what was going on
Not because the music was loud, in fact, it was rather soft, rather it was that both of the guys were so supernaturally talented and efficient. Indra was this way due to his enhanced agility and speed, but Carrio, well,eho the hell knew why.

Bruh I’ve seen really good saxophone players before in my lifetime don’t gimme that. He’s played for yeaaaaaarrrrrrssss he deserves to have that awesome feat.

(Hiii!

Your move, Emi!!!

Carrio pulled his mouthpiece away for air. He was a talented and fast player, but this took a lot of air. He caught his breath and listened to Indra play for a while.

Indra smiled, looking back. He understood. He began to play piano, using his supernatural talent for combat to play, as if striking the keys were the same as striking weak-points in an opponent's body. His arm spasmed, going off key as chills ran down it. They ran down his opposite leg, ad that too was demonic.
These limbs were not yet fully his.

Carrio winced at the off-key note. He opened his eyes to watch Indra spasm wildly.
“Are you alright there, Indra?”

Indra continued playing as if nothing happened
"I guess these limbs aren't wholly mine yet." He explained. "You're quite skilled yourself." He complimented.

Carrio accepted the change of subject. “Thanks. I’ve been playing since I was seven.”

Indra started to play more softly and slowly,
"That explains a lot." Indra replied.

Carrio hummed and held the saxophone carefully. “Yep. People always wonder how I get so good.”

"You are quite the saxophonist." Indra admitted, continuing to play rhythmic notes.

Carrio hummed gently with the music. “Thank you. You’re quite th pianist.”

"Yeah, but it's not as hard as the sax'. Indra said, his misgivings about himself beginning to surface.

Carrio chuckled. “I think it is, Indra. It is quite the instrument.”

"Yeah, It's big. But I only have to use my hands, you as a saxophonist havr to use both ypur moyh and hands." He pointed out. The music started to fall, becoming slower and softer.

Carrio shrugged. “It’s not as difficult as people make it sound. The hardest is making sure my reed doesn’t chip.l

"I get that." Indra said, solidly finishing off their number. Once he finished, he took off his gloves, and his burgundy jacket, turning the TV on to a nice documentary, and going in the kitchen.

Carrio sat down and started rambling off a jazz number that he memorized. It was a slower waltz-like one, and lower on the scale.

Indra scoured his drawers and fridge for ingredients, he pulled out spinach, a banana, some seedless grapes and a bottle of wine. He tpol put his blender, and inserted half the banana, a handful of grapes (after he washed them), and a pinch of spinach, next pouring in a glass of wine. Je turned it on. It was one of those quiet ones, that wouldn't disturb Carrio's music at all.

Carrio aced a higher note, holding out a fermata before ranging down the scale quickly and continuing the slow-paced piece. It was very calming, the music he was playing, it gave the home a sense of security