First Lesson: Fe

Robert was on edge with the new moon coming up soon. But he couldn't let that stop him from working. He had to eat, after all. It wasn't so bad now, with a week still until he was forced to change. So he could still manage his music lessons for a couple more days.

He was dressed as well as he ever was, in a dark Navy suit with off colored pinstripes and a subdued light gray tie. His hair parted to cover his more unantural looking blue eye. Most would think the yellow one was the unnatural one, but no. It at least didn't seem to glow from within.

He waited in the foyer of his apartment, a simple studio apartment with a single bedroom and bathroom coming off of the singular large room that occupied the rest of the living space. It was nothing paeticuparti fancy, but it was immaculately clean. Instruments dominated the space, including a gorgeous black piano and a cello on a stand. There were places to sit but no television to speak of in the space set aside for the living room.

His client today was a woman named Fe. He had eaten already in the day, so he hoped that his hunger wouldn't make things more difficult for him than they already would be. Robert checked his watch. Still a few minutes before their scheduled time.

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Robert was at the door quickly when Fe knocked, but not too quickly. He didn't want to seem eager or disheveled by blowing his hair around too much. Taking a moment to cover his gently glowing blue eye with his hair and straighten his tie, he opened the door and offered a smile with his lips firmly closed.

"Good afternoon. Miss Glaux, I presume? I am Robert Blakesley. Please, come in," he said in a rather lax tone. Stepping aside, he gestured for her to come into the apartment.

"I can make you some tea if you'd like. I have several blends for guests. Or we can get right to business, whichever you would prefer."

"I suppose that's fair," Robert said as he followed Fe into his apartment, shutting the door behind him. "I have non-caffeinated herbal teas as well. And water."

But she seemed like she wanted to jump right into it. He nodded and slowly took off his coat and hung it up. "Straight to the point," he said plainly. "I can appreciate that. My specialties are woodwind and string instruments, particularly the saxophone and the cello. But I can teach any instrument, even the voice."

Offering Fe seat on the couch, he opted to take one of the straight backed chairs in the living room. Folding his hands in his lap, Robert continued. "The first lesson is without contract, to see if we are compatible. A teacher and a student who do not get along will not benefit one another. After that, you pay for each month of lessons and this entitles you to up to two scheduled lessons per week. Extra costs for extra lessons and all that. If you cancel or do not show up, you will not be reimbursed. If I have to cancel, I will reimburse you in kind for your trouble."

He paused, looking her over. She looked. Smelled delicious. He could feel his mouth starting to water, the teeth in his mouth growing and rapidly multiplying hidden behind his lips. No. He reminded himself that he was a gentleman. He would not succumb to his baser instincts. Finally, with a sigh, he added, "I will be unavailable two days every month. I will inform you of these dates ahead of time. For example, this month it is the seventh and eighth of December."

"That's fine. I don't get as many students this time of year anyway so I don't mind scheduling you for more lessons. Though of course extra lessons will cost extra depending on how many you want." This was tedious. Not because of anything Fe was doing, but because Robert could feel his inner Wolf, his inner Wendigo clawing and snapping at the inside of his skull, wanting out. He went on to explain how he priced his lessons and what she could expect each time she visited.

"With those formalities out of the way, what precisely are you looking for, Miss Glaux? You seem interested in singing, that much is certain. But it will help me know how to prepare if I know ahead of time exactly what it is you are looking for."

Robert nodded along, making mental notes of things he would need to write down later for Fe's lessons. He clutched his hands together tight, his knuckles turning white (though that was legitiemlegi hard to tell given how pale he was already). His hunger was starting to gnaw at him, reminding him of it's constant presence.

When Fe was done speaking, Robert merely nodded and gave her another tight lipped smile. "That all sounds reasonable, Miss Glaux. If you'd like, you can take a look at the instruments I have here. See if there is anything that particularly speaks to you."

He paused and stood up slowly, buttoning his coat back up as he did. "As for your voice, I myself am not a singer but as the adage goes, those who cannot, teach. Pardon me though, I need to get a glass of water."

He practically glided over to the kitchen, filling a glass with lukewarm water from his faucet and taking a long drink of it, ending with a sudden gasp of air. He refilled the glass and slowly returned to the living room. "My apologies. Now where were we?"