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[ostro_goth]

Teja is outside this morning; but he is not sparring with his droid, or otherwise training at weapons, but sitting on a large rock by the lake and playing -- not his harp, but his guitar, for once

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[seid_shifter]

"A brooding warrior?" Loki thinks to herself.

"Are you a Skald sir?" she says out loud approaching in plain view. Warriors can be a jumpy lot she has found.

[ostro_goth]

"Indeed I am," Teja says. None have called him that in this place, yet; and the woman looks like one from among a people related to his own.

[seid_shifter]

"For whom do you sing? By your skill with your instrument I would assume a King."

[ostro_goth]

"I sing for myself," Teja says, "and my friends; I only once sang for my people."

[oh_wowee]

Oh hey look who's there.

He dropped himself before Teja, quietly - almost apologetic in actions alone.

He'd been gone for far too long and yet... Teja with a guitar. It was almost a delight. He curled his legs under him and nodded a faint beat with the rhythm of Teja's chords. Despite his slightly bowed head and hunched shoulders, he was in a bright mood.

[ostro_goth]

"Greetings, Toki!" Teja said.

His entire face lit up, but he kept playing. Toki would never have seen the Goth smile like this before.

[oh_wowee]

And it sorta scared him. When the litmus test for Brooding Swedes was Skwisgaar, and Skwisgaar smiling meant two things - destruction or sex, the expression was rather odd. "Wowee, Teja, you's gotten happy!" Was really all he could say to it. "You can't believes what we dos since I goes away. We goes all de way to Tomahawks, where Pickle's family lives, an' goes to a wedding! Den I starts writings songs all for myself! I goings to puts out a solo album!"

He blinked then, "You can plays pretty good for learnings in just a few months."

[ostro_goth]

"I am happy for one reason only: - seeing you again!" Teja says. "I got your note, and then there was - nothing. I assumed your door had disappeared. Other friends vanished, also, and I started suspecting whether any would return at all."

He still keeps playing his guitar, but the smile subsides slowly.