this cripple bird's gonna sing

[lunardancing]

[ Sometimes, the island was really, really awesome.

Anyone near the north-west of the CMA might hear the sound of a a song (or at least an acceptable attempt at it), shaky and hesitant. The notes waver distinctly, and every so often the music will stop entirely and start over

Comments

[typeless]

That's what happens.

[lunardancing]

[ Hello to you too, Leaf. After the requisite start of alarm, Dawn laughs. ]

Yeah, I guess I should have practiced before.

[typeless]

If you intended on keeping the skill.

[lunardancing]

I hope so. I kinda like it.

[typeless]

... When did you start?

[lunardancing]

When I was a kid. I stopped taking lessons when I was thirteen or fourteen.

[typeless]

... Did you leave for your journey then?

[lunardancing]

A little while after, actually. I wasn't planning on going just yet, but it happened.

[typeless]

... You weren't?

[lunardancing]

Not right away. To tell the truth, I wasn't sure which starter I wanted.

[typeless]

... Turtwig, Piplup or Chimchar?

[lunardancing]

Piplup, in the end. One of my best friends.

[typeless]

[A similarity.]

... Hm.

[lunardancing]

[ Leaf you are acting odd again. ]

Hmm?

[typeless]

... The other you has one as well.

[lunardancing]

Platinum, you mean.