1st Symphony - Intro!

[silentsymphony]

Who: Sona Buvelle and YOU!
Setting: All around the tower! Forward Dated to Sept. 14
Format: Starting action, will match
Summary: New to the tower, Sona starts to investigate!
Warnings: Sona cannot talk. Communication will be difficult. Otherwise, none to speak of!

Dormitory Levels

[Sona's daily to-do list is usually something along these lines: wake up, get ready, play the Etwahl for a while, fight on the Fields of Justice if needed, play more music, and maybe top of with a Pentakill concert. Throw some eating in there somewhere and it's any given day in the life of Sona. The following things were not on the list: wake up in a strange place in strange clothes, read a note claiming her world was destroyed, wonder how the hell her body even fit into this form-fitting bodusuit]

[But once she located her Etwahl - and breathed a sigh of relief that she hadn't been separated from it -it was time to venture forth. After all, there was no use complaining about the situation, especially when she didn't know what could be done about it]

[And so, having changed into her regular outfit, she roams the halls behind her instrument, hovering above the ground just slightly and gliding around as fingers expertly pluck at the strings, music filling the air and heralding her arrival]

All Around

[After her network post, it's time to wander! Everywhere Sona heads in the tower, she's heralded by the gentle tunes emerging from the Etwahl as it floats before her. It does stop for some time when she goes to eat the obligatory oatmeal, but other than that it follows her all around the tower. She eventually ends up in the music room, ignoring the other instruments in favor of her own. The music flows, but really, she's easily approachable. Will you do just that?]

[ooc: post location in the subject line!]

Comments

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[Now there's a question she hasn't had to answer in a while, but one she's still used to. She looks down at her hands, and then begins to trace letters over the strings, sounds echoing through the room as she does]

[E-T-W-A-H-L]

[detecting]

[....

What... what was even...?

OH.

She was spelling something out on the strings! ... what in the...

hold on. just. staring.]

I apologize, but... could you repeat that?

[silentsymphony]

[Sona nods patiently, and repeats the process not once, but twice! Just to make sure that it's understood]

[E-T-W-A-H-L]

[detecting]

[This time she watches!]

Etwahl? Hm, I can honestly say I've never heard of it before now.

[But now she kind of has to know.]

... You're unable to speak, I take it?

[silentsymphony]

[She nods in affirmation to the first statement, holding up a single finger to signify that the instrument is one of a kind]

[And then she's nodding again at the second statement, because... well, yeah. There's a reason she's been answering questions like this, but really, she's used to it now!]

[detecting]

[Just making sure! She didn't want to assume anything when she could just ask.]

It's one of a kind? I see. That would certainly explain why I haven't heard of it before.

[silentsymphony]

[Naoto, you will have surely noticed by now that while she was playing, she was floating slightly off the ground, and now that she has stopped her feet are on the floor as normal]

[She tilts her head at Naoto inquisitively, pointing once at her and then gesturing at the instruments surrounding them. Just what does this newcomer play?]

[detecting]

[Oh you bet she noticed. Don't worry, she fully plans on asking about this later.

A ghost of a smile pulls at her lips as she shakes her head.]

Me? Oh, no. I'm afraid I lack any sort of musical ability.

[silentsymphony]

[This is unacceptable! Completely! She steps away from her instrument and walks over to a nearby piano, beckoning the newcomer over, smiling eagerly]

[detecting]

[Her eyes widen. You want her to do what now?]

[silentsymphony]

[She beckons again, tapping the bench in front of the piano gently. Come on, don't be shy!]

[detecting]

[Sona this is the worst idea seriously.

But eventually she concedes and sits down on the bench.]

[silentsymphony]

[Sona takes Naoto's hands in hers, gently placing them upon the keys. Guiding her movements, she helps the detective play a simple scale on the piano - it's not Mozart, but everyone has to start somewhere!]

[Welcome to the world of music, Miss Shirogane]