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 Posted: Sat May 28, 2016 6:56 pm
It was a rare day indeed. For the first time, in what felt like weeks, Juniper had some free time. Her work had given her day off due to the holiday and she had an entire day to kill. It was an odd feeling. So much in fact, that the young lady found herself practically pacing her tiny studio apartment. Her feline companion, Star, sat there watching her from the comfort of the bed, the tip of her tail slowly tapping the quilt.
It was just transitioning to the afternoon at this point. Juniper had already busied herself with laundry and other chores that needed to be done. Now though, with all of the chores done, she wasn’t sure what to do with herself. With a sigh, she plopped down on the bed next to Star and gently combed her fingers through the feline’s long white fur as she mused. Glancing out the window proved how beautiful of a day it was and how it would be a shame to waste it. Her eyes roamed over the apartment. There wasn’t much to look at in the tiny space her blue eyes stopped at black violin case covered with miscellaneous stickers. “Oh! I know!”
With the idea in her head, it didn’t take long at all for the woman to gather up her things and hurry out the door Violin in hand. Thankfully, she wasn’t terribly far from a busy area of the town. The nice weather with blue skies and warm sun made the walk incredibly enjoyable but she noted that she’d probably want to set up on the shady side of the street. So, crossing at a crosswalk, Juniper made it to her destination.
Laying out a small, well worn rug, she opened up her violin case and pulled out the instrument. She had tuned it before leaving so as not to waste time having to deal with it on the street. Just a few tweaks were needed after being out in the warmth of the day. Presenting the violin case out so that it was opened to the public made it obvious she was busking as she lifted the instrument to her chin and began to move the bow over the strings as her fingers moved quickly on the neck as she began with a more lively tune that had a lovely celtic tone.medigel LMK if you need/want me to change anything. smile
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2016 6:36 pm
Walking around sort of helped. Dawson both loved and hated his days off from work: it meant resting but also being restless at the same time, like he was wasting the hours he could be doing something else with. Granted, his head still hadn't quite recovered from the whole weres and magical other worlds and s**t event, and he found it hard to sleep when his vision kept getting haunted by the injured people surrounding him.
But at least it was a nice day out. He could take a few breaths, window shop, see if there were some wanted ads for odd jobs plastered about. As Dawson turned the corner, however, he paused. Someone was playing a violin really nicely not too far away...
Lured in like it was the smell of fresh bacon cheeseburgers, he followed the melody until he reached the musician herself, one of several who had gathered to listen for a moment. It tickled him that this reminded him of one of the Irish or Celtic songs; most people he figured would have been doing classical or a popular tune. In short time he was bobbing his head and tapping his foot, and he waited until the girl finished before speaking.
"Great playin', ma'am! You wouldn' happen t'do requests, would ya?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2016 7:21 pm
Having finished her song, Juniper lowered the instrument and thanks anyone nearby who had felt generous enough to toss some spare change or a bill or two into her opened violin case. People dispersed, allowing the young woman's blue eyes to settle quickly onto Dawson as he complimented her and asked about requests.
With a smile she shrugged lightly. "It would depend on what you want to request. If I know it, I'll play it for you, no problem." Moving the bow to the hand that held the neck of her violin, Juniper held out a hand. "Juniper Wilcox. Figured I might as well introduce myself since you're kind enough to hang around and listen. Most people only stay for a few minutes before walking on. It's a nice change.
"I noticed you were into the song I was playing. Do you enjoy Celtic music? It's probably one of my favorite genre's to play. The music can be so lively and challenging to play or just tear at your heart strings."
medigel I am a bit on the slow side with RP's right now because I am dumb and have far too many going at the moment. Bare with me. Sorry!
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2016 9:52 am
She received a strong, warm handshake that he hoped wasn't too sweaty, given the temperature. "Do I!" he replied with a chuckle. "Love me some Enya n' Celtic Woman when they pop up on Pandora. Couple a'others I cain' remember right now either. You don' really hear that stuff on the streets." Well, save for Renaissance Festivals.
"Here, hold up..." Dawson dug around in his pockets, wondering...yes! There were still a few crumpled $1 bills in his pocket. He tossed them in the violin case. "'Fore I say anythin': you hot, honey? I'd hate t'make ya play if yer thirsty or somethin'."
Kolina don't worry I'm also being v slow right now too ;7;/
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