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A short asian-american man enters through a portal. Blinking at the sudden change, and again at that sign. Damn that was some bright neon.
But, ever one with good coping skills, Kit found a handy wall to go sit against. Guitar case off and open well before he slid down to sit on the floor. Ass-length red ponytail almost curling around him as he started to tune the six-string with nimble fingers.
By the time he was ready, the case was out and open at his indian-style crossed feet, and fingers were stumming out some classical spanish guitar music. That was when he asked his question with a little grin.
Any music lovers out there with some spare change?
((And Mun's gotta head out for a few hours, but I'll respond when I get back..))
But, ever one with good coping skills, Kit found a handy wall to go sit against. Guitar case off and open well before he slid down to sit on the floor. Ass-length red ponytail almost curling around him as he started to tune the six-string with nimble fingers.
By the time he was ready, the case was out and open at his indian-style crossed feet, and fingers were stumming out some classical spanish guitar music. That was when he asked his question with a little grin.
Any music lovers out there with some spare change?
((And Mun's gotta head out for a few hours, but I'll respond when I get back..))