( an open post #1 )

[charmlessness]

you know the rules. pick a muse. post a photo / some words / some lyrics / a link to a song, etc, with a character of your choosing. profit.

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[mccalls]

[ Someone as good as she is, continually putting herself down? Scott frowns a bit and shakes his head. He's not having any of this. ] Well, then you're going to be fantastic.

[ Even or something? Not even a little bit. ] Yeah, maybe, but anyone could learn to play lacrosse. A few practices and you get the gist of things. [ He motions at the piano. ] I think that's a little different. Takes talent and years of hard work.

[clearasil]

[ Sometimes she thinks about going out for the swim team here to maybe add it to her college applications, if anything. Show that she's a well-rounded student. After transferring in, in the middle of last year, maybe she's more settled now. ]

Don't you need to get back to lacrosse practice or something?

[ Which sounds mean, but she doesn't intend for it to come out that way, so she quickly amends: ] I mean, you shouldn't get in trouble.

[mccalls]

[ She's right, he should be getting back to lacrosse practice. So why Scott shrugs his shoulders and takes another step forward (while making sure to stay a safe distance away, just in case she had a larger ... bubble than others) instead is entirely beyond him. ]

I guess, but— [ He'd rather stay here. ] —they'll be okay without me for a while.

[ That's assuming that she even wants him to stick around, and he's not entirely sure about that.

Raising an eyebrow and grinning, he nods back at the door. ]

Unless you want to get back to your playing. I can go if you'd like. [ That sounds a bit like he's guilt tripping her into letting him stay, and that's not his intention at all. Hopefully she catches on. ] I don't want to distract you.

[clearasil]

[ Natalie looks at him through a narrowed gaze, her lip curling into a half grin as she considers him. ]

I can't tell if you're giving up or if you want to be more persistent, [ she observes out loud, snorting to herself as she turns around on the piano bench again, letting her fingers dance up the keys in a light trill. ]

You ever learn how to play "Heart and Soul?" [ But before he can answer, Natalie starts playing both parts easily, a jaunty, easy tune. She points her elbow to the empty spot next to her on the bench. ]