08-03-2020, 01:41 AM
Georgia, luckily, was able to stray away from the thoughts of her father and his final moments. Playing the handpan with him was one of her fondest memories, and therefore, gave her nothing but joy. She would ignore her grief for as long as she possible could.
Upon Roan's arrival, Geo's ears flickered towards him, her eyes following a moment later. She wasn't familiar with him, despite her being in The Typhoon for a little over a week. She regarded him with an empty gaze for a moment, wondering absently how he knew her name and she didn't know his. "Hi," The girl responded, pausing in her playing to hear his question. "It's a handpan. It's like a, uh..." She paused again, fishing for the word. "Steel drum! Like an inverted steel drum."
Gia was about to comment on how she was a little surprised Roan hadn't heard of it, considering it was commonly used in island music, when Devland came thrashing through the undergrowth. He hummed to himself, and Georgia found the little quirk interesting. Just a little note to herself - Devland hummed. How interesting. Her eyes even strayed to the wound on his shoulder as he studied her instrument, wondering if it was starting to heal.
"I'm not that little," Georgia grumbled, choosing to linger on the small adjective. Luckily for Devland, the discovery of the instrument had put her in a rather happy-go-lucky mood, and a smile tugged on the corners of her mouth at his next quip. "Yeah, well...y'know. Everybody's got something." She bapped another dent." Ah..no. My dad wrote it a long time ago," Gia tacked on, doing her best not to hover over the thought of her father once again.
When Lucifer joined them, Georgia found herself nodding her head in a subconscious bit of respect and acknowledgement of his statement - one of the few creatures in the clan that gleaned her visual respect. Part of it was his appearance: he could eat her in one bite if he wanted to. The other part of it was the somewhat calming effect he had. While massive and bigger than the dinos, he only seemed peaceful. Strange how that worked.
Upon Roan's arrival, Geo's ears flickered towards him, her eyes following a moment later. She wasn't familiar with him, despite her being in The Typhoon for a little over a week. She regarded him with an empty gaze for a moment, wondering absently how he knew her name and she didn't know his. "Hi," The girl responded, pausing in her playing to hear his question. "It's a handpan. It's like a, uh..." She paused again, fishing for the word. "Steel drum! Like an inverted steel drum."
Gia was about to comment on how she was a little surprised Roan hadn't heard of it, considering it was commonly used in island music, when Devland came thrashing through the undergrowth. He hummed to himself, and Georgia found the little quirk interesting. Just a little note to herself - Devland hummed. How interesting. Her eyes even strayed to the wound on his shoulder as he studied her instrument, wondering if it was starting to heal.
"I'm not that little," Georgia grumbled, choosing to linger on the small adjective. Luckily for Devland, the discovery of the instrument had put her in a rather happy-go-lucky mood, and a smile tugged on the corners of her mouth at his next quip. "Yeah, well...y'know. Everybody's got something." She bapped another dent." Ah..no. My dad wrote it a long time ago," Gia tacked on, doing her best not to hover over the thought of her father once again.
When Lucifer joined them, Georgia found herself nodding her head in a subconscious bit of respect and acknowledgement of his statement - one of the few creatures in the clan that gleaned her visual respect. Part of it was his appearance: he could eat her in one bite if he wanted to. The other part of it was the somewhat calming effect he had. While massive and bigger than the dinos, he only seemed peaceful. Strange how that worked.
[align=center]
[glow=#3e4242,200,600]YOU ARE THE RITE OF MOVEMENT[/glow]
*:･ﾟ✧ — georgia sarris-rosi — demigod of the sea — tags