01-13-2016, 02:35 AM
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| Erkling
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Originally Posted by Luna_Midnight Arista nodded it still sounded good, "Do you write your own songs?" She had tried once upon a blue moon and discovered she was terrible at lyrics, it was only at the egging on of her mum that she even attempted it. She didn't like writing as much as she enjoyed playing so it wasn't a surprise when she soon found herself putting the quill down.
She smiled proudly "Yes I am." Proud to be a lion no matter what happened a few nights ago. Gasping in shock like the dramatic princess she was, "NO I did not! I have you know someone ruined my robes with gravy being thrown at me. And then I lost points for apparently having a tone! Which I did not!" It wasn't her fault that Flamsteed's vein was popping out and she felt the need to comment on it. It was a scary look that thing was. "You're still going to be my friend right?" Just because she was a Gryffindor didn't mean anything. "No I didn't." The redhead responded back to Brady. Realizing that was a cue for her to mention what she played she said "I can play several instruments but my favorite is the piano." She smiled, it seemed lots of people played the piano but it was still a favorite. "No but my aunts and uncles have told me that I should learn how to write my own stuff." Brady didn't really know how he felt about writing his own stuff though. It would probably take a lot of time and a lot of practice. "I haven't really met that many Gryffindors but I know they started the food fight." Brady felt it was wrong to throw food because food was meant to be eaten and not thrown at people for fun. How could that even be fun? "You...don't seem like you would have a tone." Bradson looked at her, maybe a little hot headed like himself but no tone. He, himself had a tone and he made it known. "I'll still be your friend." "I play piano, drums, harmonica, banjo, guitar and bass guitar." He wanted to learn more but he didn't know what he wanted to learn next. "What kind of music do you play?"
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