A quiet talk
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rpg_palace(Backdated to the day Jason meets Adrian here)
Cillian had felt restless in the room -- having the better part of the afternoon and evening to himself. It didn't help that a touch of melancholy had set in... he wasn't even sure why. He'd spoken to his mum, but he wasn't sure it was exactly that. It was just one of those moods that tended to set in sometimes, and he hadn't wanted to be cooped up.
The boy had left a note for Jason, telling him he'd gone out to the gardens, then grabbed his violin and went. The intention had been to actually work on a few of the pieces in progress he'd been kicking about, but he ended up just playing a bit -- a quiet, rambling tune that reflected some of his mood, but allowed him to clear his head a bit.
Cillian had felt restless in the room -- having the better part of the afternoon and evening to himself. It didn't help that a touch of melancholy had set in... he wasn't even sure why. He'd spoken to his mum, but he wasn't sure it was exactly that. It was just one of those moods that tended to set in sometimes, and he hadn't wanted to be cooped up.
The boy had left a note for Jason, telling him he'd gone out to the gardens, then grabbed his violin and went. The intention had been to actually work on a few of the pieces in progress he'd been kicking about, but he ended up just playing a bit -- a quiet, rambling tune that reflected some of his mood, but allowed him to clear his head a bit.
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