Moonlit, Rooftop Sonata

Selia was sitting her empty room, on her bed. Her feet bare and felt cold upon the wood floor of the dorm. Her elbows were on her legs, her head in her hands, her white hair fell about her face as she closed her eyes tightly, trying to calm her breathing. Ever since she met Dean she couldn't get him out of her head. He seemed so familiar, like she had seen him before but... she couldn't place it and it was starting to drive her crazy. Where had she seen him before? Why did she feel like she knew him better then she did. She sighed. She wasn't going to remember. Ever. Not if she can't place even one face.

She stood up, wanting fresh hair. She grabbed a white wool long sleeved shirt and pulled it over her tank top she wore. She wore long sleep pants that were also white, just like her hair. She didn't bother putting any shoes on, and couldn't find her slippers. Oh well.

She left her room and looked for the way to the roof, which wasn't that hard to find really. She walked up a small flight of steps, and opened the door, smiling slightly when she felt fresh air touch her face.

Then she heard music, and it was beautiful. She walked out, and then noticed a boy, playing a violin. She stood there, not to far away, listening to the music silently, not making her presence known at all, she didn't want the music to stop, so made no move to say hi.

Selia continued to listen as the boy played, and let her gaze look up at the stars, wrapping her arms around herself to keep warmer then she felt, but she knew she wouldn't ever be able to rid herself of the constant chill she felt inside her. She noticed him glancing her way, then a grin, and she smiled slightly. She then decided to let herself ignore everything, and concentrate on the music, and try to forget her thoughts she had had recently. She was sad when he finished playing, then she looked back at him, and figured it would be nice to talk to someone else while being here, since she rarely talked to anyone.

"Isn't it a bit late to be up on the roof?"

She smiled, then shrugged. When he said his name, she nodded her head in slight greeting. "I'm Selia. Nice to meet you Seth." She said.

"Did you enjoy my playing?"

"Oh, it was absolutely beautiful. You played the song very... well, great." Which was very true, at least, she thought so.

Music! Cordelia could hear it as she neared the door that led up to the roof. She hadn’t been planning on meeting with other people tonight but she supposed now there was no other choice. She wasn’t about to turn back now just because there were people – what were they going to do, anyway? Absolutely nothing. People were harmless.

Well, not absolutely – but mostly.

The young woman opened the door, getting there a few moments after Seth had stopped playing. Her long, black hair was pulled back into a ponytail and was adorned in loose fitting clothing, along with a sweatshirt since it was night time.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt,” she said, cocking her head to the side with a slight smile and stepping out to join them. She looked at the young man and woman, shifting her weight between her feet somewhat. “Heard the violin and thought it was pretty, that’s all. Didn’t realize there was a conversation going on here.” She laughed quietly and shrugged.

She smiled at Seth for a moment, then looked at the door once someone came through. More people. Selia shifted nervously. she hadn't dealt with more then one person since coming here, classes didn't count for her though, but she didn't know how to hold on conversations anymore, she didn't know how to react really around lots of people. Just act nice, she supposed, but was that how she normally was? Before she lost her memory? Nice, kind, gentle? She was so unsure, and she was sure it showed in her green blue eyes, the confused look, the growing emptiness, forgetfulness.

She looked at Cordelia, noticing easily that she was pregnant, but did not seem bothered, or even interested by it at all really. She just folded her arms around her tighter, wishing she could make it warmer, but she can't change temperature sadly.

She didn't know if she should say something, state her name again, or just stay silent. She hated it when she didn't know what to do. Deciding to stay silent a moment longer, she looked up at the sky, to the moon, watching as a cloud drew nearer to it.

Oh, goodie. She would have felt a little bad if she’d interrupted something. Not terribly bad, since she would have stayed and sat in on their conversation anyway, but bad enough to at least apologize. It was only the right thing to do.

Cordelia could see the other girl’s uncertainty; it was visible in her eyes and in her movements. She hoped that her presence hadn’t done that to her… although it probably had. “I’m Cord,” she said to both of them. “Cordie, whatever variation you please. I don’t mind.” She smiled, looking between them. They seemed friendly enough – well, the boy did at least. The girl hadn’t spoken yet.

“You guys sure it’s okay I’m here?” She laughed nervously, then shook her head. “Sorry. Annnnyway.” She looked back to Seth. “You should! You’d be good at it, I’m sure. How long have you been playing that thing?”

She looked over at Cord when she introduced herself, and Selia took a few steps closing, her head tilting to the side slightly, smiling softly again. "Cordie? That's pretty..." She whispered. She trailed off, looking sort of out of it a moment, before turning her gaze back to Cordelia.

"I'm Selia."

She looked at Seth when he said he was playing the violin since he was four. It was so odd, when others remembered their past. Sure he had to count the years to see when he started, but still, he remembered it. He probably remember his life three months ago. She looked away, biting her lip. Her life felt so empty, so many years on not remembering anything. She sighed, brushing those thoughts away.