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sweetpinkpixie · 05-23-2021, 06:17 AM

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Originally Posted by NiallNIP

The external factors never left the periphery of Quinn's thoughts. The external factors.... some of them were what he had known for his whole life. They were never just... gone.

But, they could be far, far away.

Quinn grinned—they totally could figure something out. They would just.... have to talk the professor into letting them do it. That shouldn't be too hard, right? He nodded in agreement before focusing more on the lesson. He watched Atlas's rhythm, then started nodding his head and tapping his foot. "I think this works..." he said, trying to keep his words on rhythm, but they sort of fell off. He listened for a bit longer, and when he felt he had a good grasp on the beat he spoke. "Alright. 3... 2... 1... ehwo ehwo ehwo, e e e e h w o o o, ehwu ehwa ehwi ehwe ehwo, ehwo ehwe ehwi ehwa ehwu, e e e e h w o o o." He did his best to keep up with the rhythm, hoping that Atlas would be synced up with him. But he wasn't sure if he missed a beat at some point—he didn't think he did?

Out of sight and out of mind!

It helped that Atlas was the sort to hyperfocus. Once class ended however..maybe his mind would slow down and pieces fall a little more into place instead of being forced into place.

While the Gryffindor may have two left feet, he apparently wasn't so bad at this part. Probably came from the family sing-alongs to showtunes dad forced them through now and then. Along with the more than occasional trip to the Phoenix Theater and West End. When Quinn began to chant, Atlas stopped on instinct to listen...and then remembered that he was meant to chant too and started where he had left off. Which meant for the first couple of seconds Atlas was e e e e e h - ing when he should have been w o o o - ing, and ehwe-ing when he ought to have been ehwa-ing. Laughing nervously, cheeks rosy and hand ruffling through his hair, Atlas ceased his own vocalizations while maintaining his thigh pat and listened to Quinn and waited for the opportune moment to chime back in.

"....ehwo ehwe ehwi ehwa ehwu, e e e e h w o o o."

And he was smiling comfortably as they hit that last vowel, though that pink had spread and intensified across his cheeks and to his ears.

"Yeah..I think we've got it." Lifts his hand for a high five. "Now let's go get that Silver Chariot!"

05-23-2021, 06:17 AM	#114 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,237 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fifth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by NiallNIP The external factors never left the periphery of Quinn's thoughts. The external factors.... some of them were what he had known for his whole life. They were never just... gone. But, they could be far, far away. Quinn grinned—they totally could figure something out. They would just.... have to talk the professor into letting them do it. That shouldn't be too hard, right? He nodded in agreement before focusing more on the lesson. He watched Atlas's rhythm, then started nodding his head and tapping his foot. "I think this works..." he said, trying to keep his words on rhythm, but they sort of fell off. He listened for a bit longer, and when he felt he had a good grasp on the beat he spoke. *"Alright. 3... 2... 1... ehwo ehwo ehwo, e e e e h w o o o, ehwu ehwa ehwi ehwe ehwo, ehwo ehwe ehwi ehwa ehwu, e e e e h w o o o."* He did his best to keep up with the rhythm, hoping that Atlas would be synced up with him. But he wasn't sure if he missed a beat at some point—he didn't think he did? Out of sight and out of mind! It helped that Atlas was the sort to hyperfocus. Once class ended however..maybe his mind would slow down and pieces fall a little more into place instead of being forced into place. While the Gryffindor may have two left feet, he apparently wasn't so bad at this part. Probably came from the family sing-alongs to showtunes dad forced them through now and then. Along with the more than occasional trip to the Phoenix Theater and West End. When Quinn began to chant, Atlas stopped on instinct to listen...and then remembered that he was meant to chant too and started where he had left off. Which meant for the first couple of seconds Atlas was e e e e e h - ing when he should have been w o o o - ing, and ehwe-ing when he ought to have been ehwa-ing. Laughing nervously, cheeks rosy and hand ruffling through his hair, Atlas ceased his own vocalizations while maintaining his thigh pat and listened to Quinn and waited for the opportune moment to chime back in. "....ehwo ehwe ehwi ehwa ehwu, e e e e h w o o o." And he was smiling comfortably as they hit that last vowel, though that pink had spread and intensified across his cheeks and to his ears. "Yeah..I think we've got it." Lifts his hand for a high five. "Now let's go get that Silver Chariot!" __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like