Post by ➤ GRAZ ! on Feb 27, 2012 19:02:41 GMT
geneva |
| [atrb=height,50][atrb=background, i51.tinypic.com/2598o02.jpg,true][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=style,width: 500px; padding: 20px; height: 450px; overflow: scroll;] When the money's spent and all my friends have vanished And O can't seem to find no help or love for free I know there's no need for me to panic Cause I'll find him,I'll find him next to me The Stowaway I Alice and Geneva could smell it already. They had taken a bit of a detour in their rented boat to avoid a patch of bad weather to the north of Cryo Rock. The sun was just rising. The first thing Geneva noticed was the weather was much warmer here than it had been in the Twin Isles. As the sun peeked over the azure ocean, she could feel its rays with an intensity she hadn’t expected. Moreover, the scent carried farther than she’d anticipated. For the past twenty miles at least, she’d begun to smell the fragrant spices that this island was apparently renowned for. She’d come to Spice Islet. As her boat snaked round the north and east sides of the island, heading towards the port at Spice Meadows, she saw the neatly kept tops of Parsus Town. The mediterranean houses had neat whitewashed façades ornately decorated with arches and pillars, while red tiles covered the expansive villas. The town seemed to exude wealth, though it didn’t seem particularly large. A steeple dominated the skyline of the settlement. That was her eventual destination, she’d promised her parents via phone she’d check in to a special clinic there for a checkup. They hadn’t been happy when she took that moonlight train out of Adenne, but there wasn’t much they could do about it now. Keeping the boat on autopilot, she decided to sit for a moment on deck, watching the world float by. It had only been a few hours since she had vomited back on Romulus Isle. She had felt sick. Alice, her new Teddiursa, had advised her against going on a boat so soon afterwards: seasickness and all, but Geneva had ignored her, headstrong as usual. She’d felt fine since then. Pulling out her well-worn violin, Geneva held it absent-mindedly across her lap and plucked it like a guitar, picking out some choice notes - Open A-String; First Finger A-String: B natural; Third Finger D-String; G natural; Open A, B, Second Finger A-String, C sharp. At first the notes were slow, but slowly they picked up pace until they turned into a tune. Bach, Étude number three. Alice watched Geneva’s fingers curiously, casually sucking on her paw. ”That’s so beautiful” |
While they waited for the boat to dock at Spice Isle, Geneva continued to play and Alice continued to watch...
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tags: Zom! Also, bb6622
ooc: the route taken by Alice and Geneva:
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