log. +goldenrod, Rise and Fuji

[reveiller]

Who: reimprovise and restardom
Where: Goldenrod, outside the inn on a bench
When: In the lazy, lazy afternoon
Summary: Because voice lessons have to happen.
Rating: ... PG?

[This would be a Fuji, commandeering this bench, music sheets in hand. He's flipping through them with a look of contemplation on his face, absently unscrewing the lid on the canister of coffee that he brought along with him. Now-a-days, it's a little rare to see him about without being engaged in an argument or doing something questionable with food and whatnot, and he knows this too -- which is why he looks like he's enjoying this little bit of time off from full-time weirdness.

It's piano music, marked in black and white. There's also a Froslass hanging over his shoulder, breath misty in the warm, afternoon air. As the afternoon wears on, she starts humming tunelessly, and he chuckles, pointing out notes to her in low tones.

It's just a very lazy afternoon.]

Comments

[restardom.livejournal.com]

A girl's got to have some confidence, you know?

[reveiller]

Well, then, I certainly won't be complimenting anyone -- not a girl well-set in the confidence department. After all, I wouldn't want to say anything that you already know.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ ... which was a compliment, or she's taking it as one, so she only beams and keeps on tugging. ] Cute guys have to be careful with their compliments, anyway.

[reveiller]

[amusement] Why? Because cute girls have a tendency to collect them in jars and file them away for later perusal?

[restardom.livejournal.com]

Because that's how you get yourself a fanclub and three love letters stuffed in your locker a day.

[reveiller]

Not necessarily. I'll have you know that I've seen girls swoon just as the Great Wall of Seigaku stands there with the sunlight glinting off his glasses.

Kind of like dominoes, only they pick themselves up afterward.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

... Well, you know, there's that type too.

[reveiller]

Maybe I should invest in a pair of glasses.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

The glasses don't always make the guy.

[reveiller]

Oh, I don't know. I think it'd be fun, pushing up the frames solemnly in the middle of a serious conversation.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ stopping and releasing his hand to reach into a pocket and pull out a pair of pink-framed glasses.

Which she'll then offer him solemnly. What may be unusual is that there's no prescription for these, so why would she carry them around? ]

Want to try?

[reveiller]

[delight!]

Ah, don't mind if I do. [he'll just be taking them and popping them right on]

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ ... so snazzy. ] Hey, not bad!

[reveiller]

[kira kira kiraaa] Why, thank you. Now, it's just a matter of deciding on the proper way to push them up.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

The "proper" way, huh?

[reveiller]

Didn't you know? Some people push up glasses with their middle fingers and two fingers tucked in. [he demonstrates] And some push with both their middle and forth fingers. [another demonstration]

Yet others push by cradling the lense between their thumb and index fingers. [demonstration!] And some others push by pinching the frame. [push push push Grinnnn.] Highly subjective. It's just a matter of finding which style of push suits your personality.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

... Whoa, that's giving way too much thought to it!

[ the kind of person who didn't really think about it, no matter how often she wore glasses in that world. ]

[reveiller]

Hm, am I a finger pusher, or more of a disposition towards nudging the frame with my knuckles? [demonstrating happily]

Thoughts?

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ headtilt. ]

Pink looks surprisingly good on you.

[reveiller]

Does it? I'm not surprised, considering most pastel shades do. With the exception of green-- something about it clashes.

It must be your sort of color, too, otherwise you wouldn't be carrying these around.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ taps an earring - pink - with a smile. No need to mention where she got the glasses from, and why she's been carrying them without actually using them. ]

One of 'em.

[reveiller]

[mm, he notes that. not just the earrings, but also the double language. 'one of them', but not all of them. not just one of the colors, but also not one of the reasons.

he hums, contemplative.]

That so? What others?

[restardom.livejournal.com]

Orange, yellow-- you know, the bright colors.

[reveiller]

Flashy and flamboyant. You'd look good in them -- but do they suit you?

[restardom.livejournal.com]

Flashy and flamboyant, huh...? [ with a trace of a wry smile. ] Sounds exactly like an idol to me.