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LIMBO /// CLIMAX
CLAIR DE LUNE
Tessa breathed in and out, smiling cutely before she started to play. The melody that she had played days before her death once again freely filled the space around her and J. Tessa closed her eyes, not needing to see the strings because motor-memory took over. As she played, imagining the forest behind the manor right before the graveyard. She continued to play, seeing in her mind's eye maid J at her side as they sat on the stump by the tall swaying grass in the shade of a weeping-willow. Tessa plucked the strings, her mind vividly painting still the lovely imagery. Birds flying above, the sun's light kissing her freckled arms.
She opened her eyes as she approached the two thirds way part of the song, bringing the ebony haired drone back to the present, and saw J sitting on the second control panel chair beside her. Tears and blush marks appeared by her eyes upon her LED display, she continued to play, not speaking as to not ruin the music nor J's moment of enjoyment.
Tessa finished the song and set down the harp, she looked over to J and smiled upon seeing her girlfriend's expression. "Am I still good, Bluejay?"
Concern - Closed two player roleplay
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Jpeg hadn't heard much from J in a couple days, not since she had been over to drop off a few things at the landing pod. She had been worrying a lot about if J was alright with her side project, but now she had gotten a text saying to bring a harp.
Ms Jpeg didn't have access to the high school side's harps, but she was able to grab a 15 string harp from the elementary band room and had brought it just like J had asked of her. She knocked with her hand that wasn't holding anything on the landing pod door rapidly, worried if J was even still okay.
"What if she is starving because she hasn't come by for oil? Oh dear! " she thought before the teacher pushed her fears away, "And if she has to drink some of my oil, so be it, she's my friend and anything to keep her alive."
Jpeg really cared about the disassembly drone that had tried to kill her years ago in the big arts and crafts store, and she was ready for almost anything J could ask of her. I mean, she was a teacher, she was asked for things all day.