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marshmallowXpie · 05-07-2016, 09:13 PM

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Originally Posted by Scorpio Vulpeculae

SPOILER!!: Sabbath

As Sabbath began to explain, the food appeared on all the tables in the Great Hall. It was almost overwhelming how many possibilities there were, Clara didn't even know where to start. Listening intently as he spoke about flamenco, Clara scooped some potatoes onto her plate. The word 'flamenco' sounded incredibly familiar and her brain was trying to figure out why. Then it dawned on her: her dad had a connection to that.

"That's really interesting, actually! I do play guitar. Not very well, though. And uh, not flamenco style, although I have heard of that. My dad was really inspired by that sort of music, as well as Western classical music. I just sort of play for fun, you know? I'm definitely not good enough for anyone to hear me." Clara responded, laughing nervously. That part was true, though. Clara's performance anxiety was ridiculous.

As she sliced the potatoes into bite-size pieces, she continued, "My main instrument would probably be piano. I've been playing since I was seven or so. Classically trained and starting to get into composition now. I obviously don't have much time when classes are in session, but winter and summer are amazing in that there's so much free time." Clara paused to take a bite of potato. "Are you enjoying the food, by the way?" she added, figuring it sounded polite and it wouldn't hurt to ask, since the most important part of the Feast was, well, the food.

05-07-2016, 09:13 PM	#51 (permalink)
marshmallowXpie Puffskein Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: USA Posts: 1,130 Hogwarts RPG Name: Clara Simelanu Fifth Year	Sabbath! Quote: Originally Posted by Scorpio Vulpeculae SPOILER!!: Sabbath Sabbath was amused by her giggle as he made his hellos. Since arriving at Hogwarts, he’d found that people were a little funny about kissing hello and public affection outside of his home country, Spain. He chalked it up as cultural difference, but he still wasn’t inclined to change his ways, having been raised by his grandmother to show proper respect to a lady. Sabbath looked at Clara and nodded with a smile, answering her query. “Yes, actually, I do play. My family are flamenco artists. We travel performing shows and teaching workshops in flamenco dance and music” he said, in his accented English. “For me, Flamenco is a great link to my family. You could say its in my blood, being Gypsy” he added, taking a bite of his food and tucking his long hair behind his ear. “How about you, do you play?" he smiled warmly. As Sabbath began to explain, the food appeared on all the tables in the Great Hall. It was almost overwhelming how many possibilities there were, Clara didn't even know where to start. Listening intently as he spoke about flamenco, Clara scooped some potatoes onto her plate. The word 'flamenco' sounded incredibly familiar and her brain was trying to figure out why. Then it dawned on her: her dad had a connection to that. "That's really interesting, actually! I do play guitar. Not very well, though. And uh, not flamenco style, although I have heard of that. My dad was really inspired by that sort of music, as well as Western classical music. I just sort of play for fun, you know? I'm definitely not good enough for anyone to hear me." Clara responded, laughing nervously. That part was true, though. Clara's performance anxiety was ridiculous. As she sliced the potatoes into bite-size pieces, she continued, "My main instrument would probably be piano. I've been playing since I was seven or so. Classically trained and starting to get into composition now. I obviously don't have much time when classes are in session, but winter and summer are amazing in that there's so much free time." Clara paused to take a bite of potato. "Are you enjoying the food, by the way?" she added, figuring it sounded polite and it wouldn't hurt to ask, since the most important part of the Feast was, well, the food.