What: Zancrow's trying out the drums
Where: School Music room.
When: July 10th, afternoon
Warning: Zancrow's mouth.
In the music room Zancrow is practicing on a drum set. Perhaps practicing is too strong a term. He’s banging away on the drums with wild abandon. He’s not that good, but he’s obviously having fun, and there is a rhythm to it, sorta.
He’s putting his entire body into it; he’s sweaty and he’s already thrown his shirt to the wayside as he beats the drum set senseless. His wild hair is all over the place as he bangs away, and he’s smiling. Not his usual deranged smiles he wears during a fight, but an actual smile. He pauses drumming only to wipe the sweat out his eyes or to take a drink of water from his water bottle.
He's been going at this for awhile, and probably won't stop until someone orders him to.