umbralla: (i'll allow it)
Ghyslain Belanger ([personal profile] umbralla) wrote2015-06-12 07:09 pm

[for romain]

[It's not hard to find Ghyslain when he's not in class or the dorms - he doesn't go out a lot, and when there aren't classes in the music room, he'll most likely be there. How often do you find a giant grand piano to play, after all? Even his family had a much smaller one, slightly out of tune, which grated on someone with such a natural ear when he came back from lessons and had to practice on it.

Today he's playing something he remembers his older sister listening to; not his kind of music, but the musician was damn good on piano, so the melodies stick out and he picks them out when he hasn't got a song in mind. It's slow at first, then picks up to the actual speed of the song, light and flourishing.

He's clearly in his own world, pale eyes dreamy and head swaying back and forth. In a soft, deep voice, he tries to translate the lyrics he can remember, but they come without scansion and rhyme because it's so off the top of his head.]
quantities: (003)

[personal profile] quantities 2015-06-14 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Not that he needs encouragement for cheekiness, but hell. He opens up his smile way too easily at that.]

Please. Do I look like a light weight? [you look like a pre-teen Romain let's not ask that kind of stuff. Still, there's that competitive edge flaring up again.] You're on.

[he stands up, hands back in his pockets, because Ghyslain totally meant right now, right?]