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[adestefidelis]

*he's sixteen, curly-haired, and biracial, seated in a corner, an electric violin held under his chin. He salutes with his bow, waving it in a lazy circle before going into an exaggerated bend from the waist, almost touching his nose to the floor*

Hi. I'm Fiddler. You guys don't notice anything, I've been here for two days already and the first

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[liesiweave]

*hey, they're family even if neither of them know about it -- she'll take a seat somewhere nearby and give a slight, thoughtful headtilt when he finishes* Could be better.

[adestefidelis]

*they are, aren't they?* *glares a little at her* Yeah, so? Mozart could be a little better.

[liesiweave]

*faint, innocent smile* Everything could be, of course. I just didn't happen to know Mozart.

[adestefidelis]

Then don't judge.

[keepthesparks]

*music + cute boy:female Samariaangels :: honey:flies* *thus, Fiddler gets a Joanna, looking fascinated by the violin because it isn't like anything she's ever seen before*

[adestefidelis]

*notices her watching* Bet you didn't know these were electric, did you?

[keepthesparks]

*a little hesitantly, with a somewhat sheepish smile that's still doing its best to be charming* Electric?

[adestefidelis]

Yeah, there's no body for the sound to reverberate in. So it's electric, see? I have to plug it into the amp for anyone to hear it.

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Just because none of us looked at you doesn't mean we didn't notice you.

[adestefidelis]

Then none of you are very polite.

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Isn't this a case of the proverbial pot discussing the kettle's coloring?

[adestefidelis]

Maybe kettles shouldn't be black. You aren't.

[therainbowsheep]

Oh, you. I hope you don't expect a warm welcome, because I happen to be all out.

[adestefidelis]

Yeah, well, *screeches a shrill, high E at him* to you too.

[therainbowsheep]

Good God. Do you ever even attempt musicality?

[adestefidelis]

*looks at him blankly and plays a few rapid notes of-- Tchaikovsky, I think*