[Heathcliff freezes, otamatone gripped tight in his hands and letting out one last, long WAAAAAAHHHH. He knew there was the possibility of someone going to the music room, but he's still startled by someone actually showing up.
But then he releases his death grip on the otamatone, smiling and laughing a bit awkwardly. Please don't look at him too closely, he has anxiety.]
I believe it is - the otamatone, I think?
[Looking down at the wah-ing device, his brow furrows a bit.]
Though I didn't know it would make a noise like that.
[Does it count as music...? He's not a musical expert like some wizards, but he knows some things.]
[It's okay, he's probably safe... for now... she doesn't need to give him one of her patented Looks uwu Wave steps further into the room, coming up closer to look at the strange thing.]
I think I like it a little bit better, now that I know it makes a sound like that.
[It sounds fuckin' dumb and the idea of taking one of these back to stuffy old Coriolis is hilarious.]
We're supposed to be getting to know each other better this week, so why don't we figure it out together?
I can think of one place where that would be a plus side.
[But maybe if you tried hard enough you could get people to enjoy it... there seems to be some sort of consistency in what note you get when you have your fingers in certain places on the slide...]
It's appreciated. Do you actually have any siblings? Or are you an only child?
[A grin spreads across her face, edged with just a hint of malice.]
The world I come from. A lot of women fuss about wanting to mold their daughters into a beautiful trophy to be flaunted in high society... playing an instrument is considered an important life skill.
[And look, until things happened she hadn't thought much about it. It just was the way things were, right?]
It'd be pretty funny to take one of these back and see the looks on their faces.
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But then he releases his death grip on the otamatone, smiling and laughing a bit awkwardly. Please don't look at him too closely, he has anxiety.]
I believe it is - the otamatone, I think?
[Looking down at the wah-ing device, his brow furrows a bit.]
Though I didn't know it would make a noise like that.
[Does it count as music...? He's not a musical expert like some wizards, but he knows some things.]
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I think I like it a little bit better, now that I know it makes a sound like that.
[It sounds fuckin' dumb and the idea of taking one of these back to stuffy old Coriolis is hilarious.]
We're supposed to be getting to know each other better this week, so why don't we figure it out together?
[Simple!!]
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That’s… a good idea, yes.
[It’s embarrassing how shy he is but… he’ll get better. He straightens up a bit, gesturing with the otamatone.]
Do you want to give it a try first? And then we can go from there.
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You keep that one. I'll grab another one.
[Conveniently, there's another one close by that she can grab! Wave takes a seat next to Heath, turning the otamatone over in her hands.]
So how does this work? [She glances at how he's holding it, arranging her hands the same way.] Do you just--
[WAAAaaaahhhhhhnhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........
is
is it supposed to sound like it's dying help]
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It's quite easy to make a sound, but making music seems to be a bit more difficult.
[Wah wah waaaaaaah...]
I think it's just... variations on this noise, but somehow it can be made into a melody? It's quite a strange instrument.
[For as much as it qualifies as an instrument. He doesn't even know what it's made out of.]
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[Wahn wahn.]
Do you mind if I ask you another question while we're sitting here? I'm trying to find someone to answer the question about siblings.
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[Wehhhhh wehhhhh weh.]
Oh, no. Please, feel free to ask me anything you want.
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[But maybe if you tried hard enough you could get people to enjoy it... there seems to be some sort of consistency in what note you get when you have your fingers in certain places on the slide...]
It's appreciated. Do you actually have any siblings? Or are you an only child?
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Do I want to know what that place is?
[Probably not, he thinks.]
I’m an only child. [For good reason.] I can’t imagine having siblings.
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The world I come from. A lot of women fuss about wanting to mold their daughters into a beautiful trophy to be flaunted in high society... playing an instrument is considered an important life skill.
[And look, until things happened she hadn't thought much about it. It just was the way things were, right?]
It'd be pretty funny to take one of these back and see the looks on their faces.