Day 222 :: log/action spam :: [OPEN]

[amourtician]

Who: Jay and you!
Open: Open
When: Day 222
Where: around the apartments Jay's staying in, out towards the cottages, etc.
What: Jay's looking for instruments.
Format: log and action! Your choice!
Warnings: Swearing, likely. Will edit as needed.

[Jay's been bored, but he's found a way to alleviate that: he has decided he'll take up music again. This means he's been going around to people's houses and knocking politely.]

[Upon the door being opened, he'd put on his best smile and speak up.]

Darling! You wouldn't happen to have any musical instruments just, ah ... lying around unused, would you?

[Or something to that effect.]

Comments

[heptagram]

[Patchouli was incredibly surprised to have a. a guest, and b. one she didn't recognize. Also, perhaps, c. the request.]

Musical instruments?

[Patchouli paused for a moment. Oh, come on, Jay, that's an incredibly wide category of things -- and if you're, say, a flautist, a cello won't do you even a little good at all.]

Be more specific? Did you lose something? As, if you have, I highly doubt you've lost it here...

[doctor_dragoon]

[There was the sound of a soft conversation just on the other side of the door before it opened, Jay's knock answered by a slightly harassed looking Yukio with a vaguely otter-looking creature draped over his head. Probably the reason for the awkward expression if those fistfuls of hair in the Pokemon's paws are any indication.]

Ah... Not that I know of? Did you lose one?

[He smiles, and the Pokemon on his head offers up its own curious noise.]

Osha?

[ourlegends]

Um ... the only instrument I know of is the Piano over in the Gazebo. I think it's free for anyone to play.

[ Hello Jay, fancy meeting you here again. ]

[daughterofursa]

[Zuko slides open her door promptly enough at the knock, but her expression darkens the instant he addresses her as "darling."]

What do you want with anything like that?

[four_quarts]

Sadly no. At the moment I'm rather lacking in even instruments that are in use.

[A rather unfortunate state to be in, really. He's been missing his lute of late.]

[earthandpine]

Rosethorn opens the door, raising her eyebrows at the smile and the 'darling.' "Nothing but a simple reed pipe. You're welcome to that, but it barely qualifies as an instrument."

[magisperica]

[ 'darling'

you are getting the most deadpan stare imaginable following that, Jay. she did not go to the huge effort of answering her door to be called 'darling' by a badly dressed guy but you know what? fuck it. she'll roll. ]

Why do you ask, sweetheart?

[ there's sarcasm practically dripping from that last word. ]

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

[Rob was not expecting a knock at his cottage door. The question he's asked when he opens it, with a still-fading black eye and covered in fresh bruises after the day's trip to the Skyway, is even more unexpected, and he stands there and blinks a few times in confusion before answering.]

Nnno?

[bedheadstyle]

[The apartment Takane and Haruka shared was always fairly quiet. Between Takane's penchant for sleeping long hours and Haruka's tenancy to get wrapped up in his drawing, there was rarely ever much noise coming from their place.

So Jay's initial knock may have been received by that relative silence, making an illusion of the apartment being unoccupied at the moment. A chair would scrape on the floor after a pause, though, and the door clicked open to reveal a young teen of tousled hair and big amber eyes.]

... an instrument? Mn... no. Sorry. What kind were you looking for?

[croceamors]

[Saix certainly doesn't look like the kind of person who plays any instruments, and there's something about his blank expression that hints he might very well close the door in Jay's face...]

There's the gazebo's piano. Don't you play that?

[But not today apparently.]