Alric Caelegart (
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Fifth Trial - A Test of Artistry
WHO: Alric and Anyone
WHAT: Alric practicing guitar
WHERE: Music room
WHEN: In the early evening or during the weekend, before the Hellfire Club event
WARNING(S): None anticipated
Alric could be found many evenings in the music room, practicing with his guitar. Besides running through some scales, this mostly involved a little time working through rhythm phrases from various songs, followed by putting on a few preselected riffs to play lead over. The riffs transitioned through styles every couple of minutes, the range including blues and classical, but tended to be heavy on more symphonic rock and metal.
Music is one of the things Alric has used since he was a child as a coping mechanism for his volatile, emotionally-driven powers, so he's had a great deal of practice. His style tends to be a bit brash, a bit fierce, tightly restrained and crisp in calm sections and erupting with intensity during heavier parts.
Of course, the music room's still a public space, so anyone's welcome to drop by and listen, and say hi in between sets when he takes a break for a few minutes.
WHAT: Alric practicing guitar
WHERE: Music room
WHEN: In the early evening or during the weekend, before the Hellfire Club event
WARNING(S): None anticipated
Alric could be found many evenings in the music room, practicing with his guitar. Besides running through some scales, this mostly involved a little time working through rhythm phrases from various songs, followed by putting on a few preselected riffs to play lead over. The riffs transitioned through styles every couple of minutes, the range including blues and classical, but tended to be heavy on more symphonic rock and metal.
Music is one of the things Alric has used since he was a child as a coping mechanism for his volatile, emotionally-driven powers, so he's had a great deal of practice. His style tends to be a bit brash, a bit fierce, tightly restrained and crisp in calm sections and erupting with intensity during heavier parts.
Of course, the music room's still a public space, so anyone's welcome to drop by and listen, and say hi in between sets when he takes a break for a few minutes.
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"I'll do my best not to split either of our ears."
He pauses a moment, starting out with a clean tone before switching on distortion as the music shifts to a more intense character like so, and afterward blending it into another piece like so, although without accompaniment, replacing any piano or other softer instruments with clean guitar.
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When he's done, she claps enthusiastically, smile plastered on her face. "Impressive!~"
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"Ah... well, thank you for saying so, Miss Yuuko. I assure you, it's simply a consequence of a great deal of practice... but I do appreciate the praise, all the same."
He pauses a moment, looking back over at her again.
"Do you play any instrument..? Or, ah... if not, you must have some other... hobbies, I imagine?"
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"You're very welcome. And please, just call me Yuuko." She's only seventeen! At the question, she shakes her head, but that's only to the part about instruments. As for hobbies, doesn't everyone? "Of course I have hobbies! I'm the president of the Paranormal Investigations Club, so I like ghost stories and things like that."
And possibly causing them.
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Alric smiles amiably, even charmingly--he's not that much older, and she is a beautiful girl. Even if it weren't so tempting to flirt, it would be rude not to just a bit, wouldn't it? His eyebrows raise at her answer, and he tilts his head, intrigued. At the very least, it's a bit of an unusual pastime.
"Ghost stories... about the Institute in particular, or all sorts? I confess, I've not really heard many since I was little..."
He smiles a bit sheepishly at that confession.
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"Both, really. Up until just before I came here, I was under the assumption I was a ghost, so that might have played a hand in it."
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"Indeed? I don't mean to pry where I'm not welcome, of course, but surely that deserves a little elaboration. I don't believe I've ever thought myself anything more fantastical than perhaps a hero from a storybook, even as a child. I take it there's more to the story than a vivid imagination."
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"I don't really remember why, but I thought I was dead. No one could see or touch me for some time. So it seemed plausible I was a ghost."
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Uncooperative, alienating powers that make everything more difficult? He can understand that, at least a bit, if not in quite the same way.
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Yuuko just sort of trails off as she suddenly vanishes from view. There's a few seconds of silence, save for a chair that seemingly starts pushing itself around, and then she starts slowly coming into view, looking rather transparent at first, but then she looks just as normal as she did before, sitting in the chair she'd dragged across the floor.
"Normally, I'm not visible. I have to put a little effort into staying like this. Otherwise...no one can see or hear me."
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"Well. A regular Cheshire Cat. It must be terribly inconvenient, even having learned to control it... is it, ah... ...well, I don't.. mean to pry, of course, but... does it take much focus? I can only imagine it would be... awkward, to say the least, disappearing whenever one's mind wanders a little."
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"It was pretty tough. As for that...I just have to want to be seen. And be conscious. So no one can watch me sleep."
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"...indeed. I suppose it's gratifying, at least, that you want me to see you, then, Yuuko."
He paused, smirking just a little more.
"......when awake, at least. Watching you sleep does seem like it would be rather... ...uncouth, in a word."
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"I'd hope no one would be trying to watch me sleep."
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She grins, although it's not really a joke.
"But I'm glad you enjoy my company."
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"...ah... well, yes, I'm afraid of all the subjects I've studied, breaking and entering did not figure particularly strongly in the curriculum. Not that I can't improvise, of course, should he need arise... but I would think the greater cause for inhibition is that it would simply be terribly rude."
The joke--to him, at least--isn't so much the notion of breaking in or watching someone sleep as the possibility of him doing it, which just seems entirely too improbable to take it seriously.
"But.. ah.. well, yes, I suppose I must admit, I rather do, so far."
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Not that Yuuko wouldn't just walk into people's rooms for kicks if she could pass through walls.
"I'd be disappointed if you didn't."
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"Well. I'm most gratified to hear that I've been able to fulfill your expectations, at least, Miss Yuuko."
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"I'd say you exceeded them."
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"..ah.. well..."
Proper or no, praise from hot girls is still praise from hot girls, and it takes him a moment to come up with a properly modest answer to that.
"...I.. suppose I'll just have to see to it that I somehow live up to the newly raised bar."
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"Yup! Just hope it doesn't get raised any higher.~"
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"...I'll watch out for that, certainly. Although I must say, I'll be impressed if you should demand more of me than my family does."
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She tilts her head curiously. It's...kind of odd though, hearing about other people and their families, while she can't recall anything of her own.
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"Generally speaking, yes, as a.. result, largely, of my, ah.. station, at home. My grandfather has always been particularly strict. A most excellent teacher, but little patience for a lack of commitment."
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