Game 042 [Written/Action] - Play Like There's No Tomorrow

[neverplaysfair]

[ The following goes up on the journals later on in the morning. ]

A rather large collection of sheet music appeared in the shops some time rather recently. If you were looking for any that you'd hoped would follow you to Luceti, I might have picked it up.

[ Soon after that, the sound of a violin can be heard coming from in front of House 38. If you're quiet, it can even be heard all the way from the town center. What's he playing, you ask? Well, anything.

Maybe your favorite song. Maybe something hauntingly familiar. Maybe a rousing song. Maybe it's even battle music!

Seriously, he'll be playing anything if there's someone with that canon here. Who needs a fourth wall.

Joshua is sitting out in front of House 38 on one of the chairs from inside, sheet music on his lap has he sight reads it. Care to stop by and listen? ]

Comments

[neverplaysfair]

I don't mean your physical strength. I mean your potential as a person.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

I've already had my judgment.

[neverplaysfair]

You have a long way to go.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

I was good enough for my God. You should respect that.

[neverplaysfair]

I do respect it, and humbly point out that I am not in the business of accepting simply "good enough".

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Don't be condescending.

[neverplaysfair]

I have every right to be.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

So you claim.

[neverplaysfair]

You saw it.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Altered memories create different people.

[neverplaysfair]

Not that. You saw what I became.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

I did. And? Do you want a pat on the back?

[neverplaysfair]

That is when you've reached your best.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

I don't need that much egoism, thanks.

[neverplaysfair]

That's hardly what matters, hee hee.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Whatever, Joshua.

[neverplaysfair]

It's my job to get people to that point. I know how to do it.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

I don't need to be fixed. There's nothing wrong with me.

[neverplaysfair]

Liar.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Shut up. [they are making so much progress.]

[neverplaysfair]

You know there's plenty wrong with you, and denying it isn't fooling either of us.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

I know that I'm not letting you work on me.

[neverplaysfair]

You are afraid of happiness.

[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Making my soul glow in the dark isn't happiness.

[neverplaysfair]

No, but your Soul glowing is a pretty good indicator of happiness.