Musical Inclination (Pm for Inv)

Red, covered in white flames, a long neck accompanied by tight silver strings. Ardere was staring at a bass guitar, while he barely knew how to play any instruments, he did enjoy the sight of this one. It was enough to distract him from the loud boisterous town of Rose Garden, full of shoppers. And it was enough to distract him from the price tag, which he now noticed was quite high. Though this did not deter him, he instead walked into the music shop, staring at the bass guitar. He had never learned to fully play the instrument, but he was quite intrigued. It had been perhaps a year before he held an instrument, though he did remember during his visits in the Neutral Grounds how nice music could be played. Staring endlessly at the instrument, a voice resonated in his ears, from a man standing next to him. She's a beaut aint she? Most people would have been startled, but the fire mage could hear him coming from a mile away. Instead, he just smiled a bit at it. Yeah. The man chuckled, and picked up the bass guitar. Wanna give her a try? He was a man probably in his mid forties, arms covered in tattoos, long brown hair in a pony tail. Definitely the rock band type, Ardere noted. But he did not mind this, he looked a bit flashy himself, so he instead nodded in compliance.

Walking into one of the back rooms for practicing, the man handed the guitar to him and opened a book. Instructing him which cords were which, which would just be a refresher for the fire mage, he laid out some options for a song. I take it you played one of these before eh? I figured, but let's see watcha got kid. The fire mage took a deep breath, gazing down at the white flame painted guitar. Taking the pick, he would strum a cord. A low sound, shaking and loud, resonated throughout the room. To the man, it sounded like a normal strum, but Ardere could hear all the individual shakes, it was quite soothing actually. Strumming it a few times, he would put one finger on the cord, then strum. Strum, let go of the cord. Strum, let go of the cord. It was a simple little beat, but he kept it going. It seemed he got the hang of it fairly quickly.

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~One Week Later~

Returning to the shop with the fancy bass guitar, Ardere carried it in a case. It seemed that he had impulsively bought it, and now another fancy bass guitar was put in it's place. From what the man told him, it had a very powerful lacrima that powered it. Being able to be played without an amp, and could channel fire magic for gusto during shows or anything of the sort. He did not have a band, but he had been practicing at home. Now it was time to practice with the teacher. Stepping into the shop, he called out. Anyone home? The man called out from the back practice room, with a hand waving out. Back here. Stepping into the room, he gave a slight casual bow to the man. Opening up the case, he took out the bass guitar. Glistening slightly in the light, it was obvious he had been taking care of it. He had been treating it almost as well as he treated the sword on his back.

Turning it on, the lacrima activated, glowing red slightly. Pulling out his pick that matched the paint job of the bass, he looked at one of the music sheets and began to play. Strumming a few of the cords, it was obvious he had slightly regained the hang of the instrument. Perhaps learning a couple instruments in the Neutral Grounds had paid off. Feeling the vibrations of the cords, making low sounds back and forth, he admired the resonating sounds. Playing an instrument had provided him with a soothing, relaxing hobby that he lacked. While Ardere enjoyed reading, he needed something physically and mentally stimulating other than fighting. After about an hour of practice, he would exit the shop. Loading his bass into it's case, and locking it shut, he was now in the streets of Rose Garden. Walking along, to admire some of the nice shops, full of load and busy people. It was one of the towns that he enjoyed, but a bit too noisy for his tastes at times.