Composer of μ's

{{AUTOPLAY}} || Private && Selective || Written by Shay || est 6/4/15

[scarlet-melodiam]

darkdraconicgoddess:

 Scarlet gave a soft hum as she listened to the music. Despite the pun it was music to her ears. She was indeed someone who could go far with music. That was if she wasn’t shy about it, but if such a shell existed Scarlet would be more than happy to help her climb out of it.

 “That was a wonderful piece of music.” She complimented once the red head was done. “Even now my instincts are never off.” Her warm smile only got bigger as she spoke. “You were worried about me. Was it because of how battered my feet are?” The dragon now asked. “I’m afraid my body is quite frail. Even snapping my fingers leaves them bruised. It has lead to a little trouble in trying to learn the harp.” Scarlet confessed. “Please do not worry too much, my feet are something that I feel pain from every day.”

—≪🎹≫”You should at least come to my home. Rest. It’s the least I could do since I was the trouble for your new pain.”

     She took her words to heart. It was nice to know that... Maybe she had some talent in it. It’s too bad she couldn’t continue in her passion... Because she was obviously going to have to choose a new field after this year.

[scarlet-melodiam]

@darkdraconicgoddess

—≪♫♪≫ “You want me to play for you? Why? You don’t know if I’m even good or not…”

[draconicprcvidence]

 “Call it instincts melodist.” Scarlet answered softly as she stood before the girl.

 Her feet were heavily bruised as she had traveled a great distance to meet the girl. A soft smile was on her face as she gazed upon the red head.

 “I’ve come a great distance following the feeling that I’d find a musician waiting to bloom.” As Scarlet spoke her comment she adjusted her feathered dress and some of the feathers on her tail. All for the sake of being a bit more presentable after her long journey.

[scarlet-melodiam]

—≪♫♪≫”Are you okay? I mean... You look like you’re so hurt and tired... I...”

     No... She should at least honor her wish, even if she didn’t feel worthy enough to be receiving this sort of praise. She turned herself back to the piano, fingers softly laying on the keys... Before she set into it, playing the first melody that came to mind.

[scarlet-melodiam]

@darkdraconicgoddess

—≪♫♪≫ “You want me to play for you? Why? You don’t know if I’m even good or not...”

[caligraqueen]

Mitama rose to her feet, crossing to the piano, her fingers trailing over the right keys, producing a high, descending string of notes. She didn’t know piano well, more the fan of string instruments, but that didn’t mean she didn’t appreciate this.

“A musician you are? A poet am I; Mitama is my name, may I know yours as well?”

[scarlet-melodiam]

—≪♫♪≫ “Maki. I suppose we’re both a kind of artist then, just in two different fields.”

    Ah, she did look the type to be some type of writer at least. Not that there was anything wrong with that. She took a deep breath, calming herself down.

     “So is there anything in particular you’d like me to play? I can see in your eyes you want to hear more.”

Send me 🌺 to place a flower in my muse's hair.

[caligraqueen]

“Hiding? I was here first.” Mitama retorts, leaning up from the row of chairs she had been napping on. “I was here to rest / Then wonderful music played / And bid me to wake.” She could have been much more blunt, but Cynthia would have scolded her for getting into trouble on her first day of school, halfway through the semester.

[scarlet-melodiam]

—≪♫♪≫ “Right. Well.”

     The ginger’s cheeks flushed as she looked back down at her paper, annoyed. What could she even say to that? She didn’t want to make a bad impression on the new girl.

     “Well, at least you weren’t rude? I don’t even know.”

[scarlet-melodiam]

@caligraqueen

—≪♫♪≫ “You know, if you’re going to listen to me play, you might as well stop hiding.”

[scarlet-melodiam]

Like for a starter

{Let’s get this muse rolling again}

[scarlet-melodiam]

Like for a starter

{Let’s get this muse rolling again}

[scarlet-melodiam]

Like for a starter

{Let’s get this muse rolling again}

[scarlet-melodiam]

         What if you could follow what you loved the most?              Without fear of having to leave it all behind?                     What is it like to love without a care?        Someone, please show me the answers to my heart.

[maki-lovers]

Cover picture → fanart to http://mmrailgun.deviantart.com/gallery/. ♥.

[lovelovinglovelive]

If you don’t love this tomato, there is something very wrong with you -maki

[hiddensxrenity-blog]

Oh, just great. She hadn’t even found her first class, and she was already going to get a reputation. Could this day get any worse? She straightened her slightly ruffled clothing as she stood up with her books, mouth opening for a sarcastic retort-

And that immediately died in her mouth as she noticed who she had crashed into.

Nishikino Maki. The Nishikino Maki. Composer for the world renowned School Idol group Muse’s, a brilliant solo artist in the making, the absolute pride of the school as well as Severa’s inspiration for getting into this specific school.

And Severa had just smartmouthed her. So yes, this day could get very much worse.

“I-I am so sorry.” She stammered, bowing her head down in apology. “Y-Yeah, I’m the new student. Severa Tiamo. I’m a little lost. I just can’t manage to find the Composition classroom.”

[scarlet-melodiam]

—≪♫♪≫ “That would explain a few things.” She sighed a little, sorting the books in her arms. “Alright, you’re not that far off to be honest. Go down the hall, take a left, first door on your right side. Actually...” She glanced at the time considering it.

    “I think it’d be safer for me to take you there. Just to be sure you don’t get turned around somehow. Come on.” She turned on her heel, making her way down the hall. She wasn’t really thinking much of the fact that perhaps the girl knew of her reputation or anything. It was something that seemed mind boggling to Maki, even now.

[scarlet-melodiam]

{Wonder if anyone’s still interesting in rping with me}

[scarlet-melodiam]

@hiddensxrenity

The red head quietly made her way down the halls, sighing a little. It had been a long first day of the new semester, why couldn’t Christmas break last a little longer? She loved the college, there was no doubt about that. She had gotten into music college after all. Standing up to her parents had been rough, but… It was worth it.

Rounding the corner, she bumped into another red head, this one with twin tails. Books slipped from her hands, as she mumbled a sorry, bending down to scoop them up.

[hiddensxrenity-blog]

Severa was rounding the corner, searching for her classroom. Great. Her first day as a transfer student in a new school, and she was probably going to be embarassed because she was late to class. Composition, in room … 209? How the heck had she missed it? She’d seen 208, 210! She was just so frustrated-

“Oof!” She gasped, falling as well, her books mixing with the other redhead’s as they fell to the ground. 

“W-Watch where you’re going! I mean, seriously!” She exclaims, bending down to grab her own books, her hands brushing over the other girls as they tried to distinguish who owned what, not looking up at the moment.

[scarlet-melodiam]

"I said I was sorry!" She huffed, trying to quickly sort this matter. Why did the other girl have to be so rude as well? It was an accident for crying out loud. Soon the books were sorted and she stood up looking at the other. Now that she thought about it, she had never seen the other before.

"Are you the new transfer student?"

[scarlet-melodiam]

@hiddensxrenity

The red head quietly made her way down the halls, sighing a little. It had been a long first day of the new semester, why couldn’t Christmas break last a little longer? She loved the college, there was no doubt about that. She had gotten into music college after all. Standing up to her parents had been rough, but… It was worth it.

Rounding the corner, she bumped into another red head, this one with twin tails. Books slipped from her hands, as she mumbled a sorry, bending down to scoop them up.

[hiddensxrenity-blog]

Severa was rounding the corner, searching for her classroom. Great. Her first day as a transfer student in a new school, and she was probably going to be embarassed because she was late to class. Composition, in room … 209? How the heck had she missed it? She’d seen 208, 210! She was just so frustrated-

“Oof!” She gasped, falling as well, her books mixing with the other redhead’s as they fell to the ground. 

“W-Watch where you’re going! I mean, seriously!” She exclaims, bending down to grab her own books, her hands brushing over the other girls as they tried to distinguish who owned what, not looking up at the moment.