Noah spent a lot of his time in the music rooms, whenever he could find one that was free of anyone else he would take the opportunity to practice is instruments. He didn't ever needs the practice but it was something that soothed him, allowed him to feel like he was someone else for just that short amount of time. Today he played the Violin, the first instrument he ever picked up to play and his favorite as he could move his body with the strokes of the bow on the strings.
With his adaptability and power in music he could play any song even if he had only listened to it once, he loved to play Monzarts symphonies or even some more modern music but no matter what he picked the sound was beautiful to the ears. Normally he kept the door shut so the noise wouldn't go out into the hall but today on sheer accident the door didn't shut properly and it opened just a crack.
His music played through the halls of the Arts building as he went from song to song with almost no breaks in between. His fingers running wild on the end of the violin as his bow looked like it was moving as calm as the wind.
@"ceanothourus"
With his adaptability and power in music he could play any song even if he had only listened to it once, he loved to play Monzarts symphonies or even some more modern music but no matter what he picked the sound was beautiful to the ears. Normally he kept the door shut so the noise wouldn't go out into the hall but today on sheer accident the door didn't shut properly and it opened just a crack.
His music played through the halls of the Arts building as he went from song to song with almost no breaks in between. His fingers running wild on the end of the violin as his bow looked like it was moving as calm as the wind.
@"ceanothourus"