Twenty Nine Truffula Trees

[whichwayyoulean]

[It has been some weeks since the Once-ler could play his guitar, the broken ribs he'd received during the Event Horizon mess had made it too painful. But now he's healed enough, he's making the most of it. He's sitting on his clinic bed, his journal open beside him, playing one of the many songs he's learned since arriving here. After he's finished, he lets out a satisfied sort of sigh]

I missed that. [Oh right, open journal] Any requests? I'm out of practise. I can't promise I'll know it, but I'll give it a shot.

[Lucrezia]
[He'd asked for time, and it's what she has given him. He can't fault her for that, so:]

I've still got your birthday gift to play for you, you know.

[Alvin and Blues]
I don't know about you guys, but I think we should give our car a test run. And a name, probably. But given my love for lisping syllables, someone else should probably do that.

Comments

[whichwayyoulean]

Sure, do you have anything in mind, or shall I just go with anything?

[nukeoleptic]

We should start something new.

[ Sagely, as if this is a Very Serious decision. ]

[whichwayyoulean]

Something new huh?

[He'll twang a few strings thoughtfully, before starting out on a tune]

[nukeoleptic]

[ And she is able to keep up, trying to accompany him by ear. ]

Hehe, sorry. It's been a few years since I've played regularly.

[whichwayyoulean]

[Do de do, this is the tune we play]

You still sound pretty great to me.

[nukeoleptic]

[ Heeee. That is pride in her voice here. ]

You're pretty good yourself! Where'd you learn?

[whichwayyoulean]

Thanks. I taught myself, back when I was kid.

[nukeoleptic]

Me, too! [ Jade.. you're still a kid. :| ]

[whichwayyoulean]

I don't know about you, but I'd say it's the best way to do it, you get more freedom.

[nukeoleptic]

It's really hard to figure out what you're messing up, though, without someone to look over it.

[whichwayyoulean]

I guess you've got a point there.

[nukeoleptic]

[ She starts another bassline, sharp but idle. ]

My friends and I used to make music and send to each other. It was really neat.

[whichwayyoulean]

[He'll join in, after listening to a few notes, getting the jist of the music]

That does sound pretty neat, actually.

[nukeoleptic]

We could do that, too.

[ Nudgingly. She's trying to make more friends here, okay. :( ]

[whichwayyoulean]

Sounds good to me.

[But friendship is hard]

[nukeoleptic]

[ Only if you're a party pooper. ]

Hehehe. Take care! I will see you around, then. For real, this time.

[whichwayyoulean]

[Every party needs a pooper]

Sure thing.