Fourth Dawn

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

[The transmission starts when Riku has obviously given his Cambot a smack. It's static-ey for a moment, but clears to reveal Riku sitting down with a guitar in his lap. He smiles a little, but says nothing, turning his attention to the guitar.]

[And he plays.]

[After the song, he smirks and the transmission cuts out.]

Comments

[optimistickey.livejournal.com]

[Sora listens, and feels a little homesick...both for home, and for Kairi.]

Too bad we can't do any caroling around here.

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

[Riku feels the same. But that's part of why he's playing. It reminds him of home.]

Why can't we?

[optimistickey.livejournal.com]

Well, not really houses to go door to door on! Maybe between the rooms, though.

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

We could knock on a few doors at a time.

...I'm not singing though.

[optimistickey.livejournal.com]

Yeah...but what's the point of caroling if you're not gonna sing?

[sailorgenerous]

[There are piles of red and green cloth around her - evidently Rarity's been hard at work making decorations for the Satellite - but she's paused in her sewing to watch Riku's performance. Congratulations, Riku - getting her to stop in the middle of a big project is a rare occurrence in and of itself. When she's finished, she stamps her forehooves on the ground, the pony version of applause.]

Bravo! I'm not familiar with that song, but it was lovely. Do you know any others?

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

[He looks up and smiles at the complement. His brows raise a little at seeing all the cloth around her. Someone's busy, though he doesn't know just how rare a sight this is. At her inquiry, he thinks a moment.]

They say this one was originally made for guitar. I believe it.

[And he begins playing a slower song. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZzkm9xW3Co)]

[sailorgenerous]

[She crosses her hooves on the table in front of her and lays her head on them, sighing dreamily. There's been a sad lack of music on the Satellite lately (with the exception of that terrible racket last week, but one could hardly call that "music"), and she hadn't realized just how much she'd missed it.]

Ohhhhh, that is beautiful. You are quite skilled with that guitar.

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

[He smirks.] Thanks.

Thought I'd be rusty. I picked it up again pretty fast.

[hisdreamsmyfate.livejournal.com]

Never pegged you as the musical type.

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

Grow up on a tiny set of islands and you do things to get over the boredom.

[hisdreamsmyfate.livejournal.com]

Ahhhh, I see. So you're a country boy! I never would've pegged you as the type.

Though if you're from an island, shouldn't it be a ukelele instead?

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

Country boy and islander aren't the same thing.

I can play one of those okay, but I never really liked it.

You obsessed with stereotypes or something?

[colorbymemory.livejournal.com]

[Namine looks a bit surprised, then smiles softly.]

It's too bad there wasn't one of those at the mansion.

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

I don't think there was much time for that.

[colorbymemory.livejournal.com]

Maybe we could have made the time.

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

I'm not so sure. It was always tense.

[sylvan-child.livejournal.com]

[Congratulations, Riku, you're attracting an audience. Saria is coming toward your room, to get a closer listen to the nice music.

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

[Riku's picking a few chords and pauses. He can tell when there's someone outside his door.]

It's unlocked.

[mustbemaes.livejournal.com]

[He claps, giving you a small round of applause]

Nice guitar playing. What other Christmas carols do you know?

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

Hmm, I know quite a few. And anything I don't I could probably figure out a simple version of. [He pauses, remembering something he hadn't thought of for a long time.] ...I used to play while Mom was on the piano at home.

[mustbemaes.livejournal.com]

Sounds like you're pretty talented then. I never picked up an instrument myself, learned a few notes on a harmonica during the war though.

[he recognizes that look Riku] You don't say. Was she the one to teach you guitar?

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

More like practiced. When you're stuck on a couple little islands, you learn ways to entertain yourself.

She could play it a little. The guitar we had was really old. Probably my great grandpa's. But she knew enough to tune it. During Christmas she was trying to teach me piano, but it wasn't my thing. So she pulled that out.

[ttlynotanagent.livejournal.com]

[Half-way through the song Perry wanders into the room as if drawn by the sound of Riku's guitar. He curls up at Riku's feet, hoping he'll play more.]

[halfdarkened.livejournal.com]

[He blinks a moment, stopping a second.] Huh. Hey Perry. [He reaches down and gives him a little pet on the head before going back to his guitar. He keeps an eye on the platypus in case he wants something else.]