Evelyn, becoming curious, followed after Tempest. She was chomping away on an apple as she sat down on one of the chairs, pulled out a guitar, and began to play alongside his keyboard playing, apple on the floor, a soft smile on her lips. She gave off a very punk rock attitude. She had a pixie cut, dyed pink, ripped up jeans and a t-shirt for some band called Modest Mouse on, and a pair of converse.
Tempest started to play a soft melody, gentle at first, the other keyboard beside him playing without him touching it along as well as if showing Evelyn the part she could play (https://www.soundtrap.com/play/Vlx4MYf3QEqY5XuQq5iSIQ/memories-of-a-dance/)
She played along wonderfully,lost in the music and the moment that was now their moment,trapped in a capsule. She hummed a bit as well,just letting her fingers work the strings. This relaxed side of her was not new,but rare. She mostly hid it for it was then she was most vulnerable.
The young man had a tear fall down his cheek as he played this bitter sweet waltz, a memory of a dance. A memory of the last dance. When he had finished playing he turned back to Evelyn "Thank you for joining in. I appreciate it." Tempest softly said, wiping his eyes.
"No problem!" She said cheerfully, jumping right back into her cheerfully dangerous demeanor that was more regular to her. She packed up the guitar and put it back where it belonged,a wide smile on her face. She was bad at reading situations and when people needed a moment or someone to talk to, at times. So she simply grabbed her stuff and returned to her brother.
Tempest had been about to say something else but boy did she dash. Oh well it was still nice of her to play along He thought to himself as he started to get his handwritten sheet music together.
(HI GUYS help there was no internet for a week, can someone help me get back on track?)
(It’s lunch time, most people are in the hall)
(ah shweet, so it's a school setting? Everyones a student or teacher?)
(School setting, everyone is a student. This is all written at the very start of the RP)
(everyone who is new before you join you must go back and read. Coffee,reply whenever. Evan wouldn't oblige to a date,karma's number,or even a slight kiss.)
(BUMP! ANYONE GONNA REPLY TO THIS! Start a pointless argument or try to challenge Clara to arm wrestling. Something.)
Jake looks at clara " i bet you a whole cookie i can beat you at a arm wrestling contest. Loser pays"
She was sitting there on her phone,and looked up. She looked at his arms. "Excuse me twig,but no. I broke the last 3 people's arms who had an arm wrestling contest with me." She said, nudging Evan, totally breaking the moment. He rolled his eyes,and his hand slid away from Karma as he turned his attention to Clara and her challenger. "I can attest for that." He nodded and returned to Karma.
"Looks can be deceiving dear Clara."
(So does ANYONE care about this rp orrr…? Cause I have lotsa plans)
(I care, just I’m swamped with college at the moment.)
(I do care as well Temp is just not anywhere near another student currently)
(Okay. Well Temp can follow after Evelyn and try to awkwardly flirt with her. Uhm a few ideas I have is that Evan has a theater performance coming up, and Evelyn runs a small band. So if anyone would like to be a part of any of those things…lemme know.)
The teen's sulking was interrupted by how that girl had acted when she had played along with him so he stood and decided to follow the girl. It helped that she had been kinda cute too he wasn't going to deny that.
(i care, i've just been busy…showchoir competition season has officially started today.)
Evelyn sat down next to Clara. Clara was back to being burried in her phone,not wanting to break anyone's arm today in an arm wrestling match. Evan had drifted off into lala land,not sure what to make of Karma and his actions.
Jake then took care of his lunch and went over to his friend Kat.
(here ill make a chart for her too)
Name: Katherine Denilee
Nickname(s): Kat
Age: 19
Sexuality: Pansexual
Looks: Short, Green and blue pixie cut hair.
Personality: smart ,never that social, very artistic
Likes: Jake, her drawings, science.
Dislikes: People who judge her
Hobbies: magic
Other: TBA
Temp had walked back into the cafeteria and sat down in the seat next to Evelyn. After a few moments of his gathering his courage he commented to her after nudging her gently "Hey you're pretty good with the guitar."