music is life

"It wouldn't hurt to be safe, hm?" Terrance spoke, hearing about how she got away from the fight. He felt relieved she did; and he hopes he won't have to find out who hurt her because he might actually do something to make things even worse. He wasn't betting on it of course; he'd still rather not get into any kind of fight. "Still, I'm glad you got out of that with only that..."

Terrance for the most part had been expecting her to counter his comment about him being a bad teacher but he didn't expect her to comment about his smile. He turned his head down a little, so as not to show her that he 'd blushed. When he raised back his head, he was hiding half his face with his hand. He was trying to hide the giddy smile from her at least. When he recovered, he brought his hands back and tucked them into his pockets. ""T-thanks, no one really tells me that. So..." he let out a chuckle. Hearing her mention about a job, an immediate thought flitted to him, "Oh, I have a friend who's working part-time in a cafe down town. Maybe I could help you out," he offered. Hopefully, Hal would be willing to help her out. He'd always known him to be a little less social.

His smile faltered slightly when she mentioned visiting Italy. He hadn't been there for two years now and... sometimes it's a pretty small world. What would he ever do if he ran into his family? Still, this wasn't the time to bring that up. "Anyway.. yeah. Italy's a pretty great place. You might actually like it there," he managed to saw with a smile.

Terrance didn't have enough time to catch her from her fall; the most he was able to do was kneel beside her, and ask if she were alright. After then, they both just talked for a moment. He was about to offer her a hand to get up--that was, until she suddenly lunged forward at him. For a moment, Terrance couldn't react. Blythe was crying, her arms wrapped around him in an embrace.

Even if she wasn't able to see it, he still smiled for her. "What you are doesn't have to define you," he whispered to her as he gently stroked her hair. "You are who you want to be, and that's what matters."

For a moment they both just sat there in the room, while he let her calm down, before he pulled away from the hug. "Things will get better. Would you like to walk around for a bit?"

Terrance liked seeing her smile and hearing her giggling made him smile along. For once he was actually around someone who didn't dampen his moods; it was quite the opposite of it.

"People seems to be serious all the time at least from what I seen so far. So it nice to see other smile. And enjoy themselves. I was actually hoping I could use my singing for just that... to make people feel at peace and happy even if it is for that moment. But I don't want it to be power used at the same time."

Terrance bit back a guilty grin; when he was around his family, he always was a little bit too serious but it couldn't be helped. He had wayward siblings to worry about who could cause the family to get torn apart. He didn't want that sort of thing happening. "Well, I'm sure we can find someone who could probably help you ot there. This is a pretty big school and I've run into things you won't even believe," he said, giving her a supportive smile. "I'll introduce you to my friend next time. He's a little bit of a grump but don't let it faze you. He's like a cat." Somewhere in the school, Hal just sneezed.

Terrance stood up first when they pulled away from their hug, offering her a hand to help her stand just as soon as he did. "Well, honestly speaking... it does sound like a formula for someone dangerous," he said as he pulled her up to her feet. "I mean honestly, if I'd actually bluntly told everyone that I run into about my powers, people would think I'm like an angel or something." He paused for a moment as he remembered that Blythe had asked the question a little earlier.

He smiled at her, "I'll tell you about that in a bit, it nearly slipped my mind that you asked earlier. Let's go," he said, nodding his head towards the door before turning on his heel and leading their way out to the hallway.

He was quiet for a moment, recounting his experience with his Virtue 'family' and making sense out of it. "I meant to say angels when I talk about 'celestials'. You know, uh. The heaven's messenger sort. It still sort of feels like a foreign topic to me honestly so I tend to interchange."

"But you are an angel. Dad told me angels are people that have heart and souls to accept you for you." He heard her say. A part of Terrance felt guilt when he thought about it? Accepting people as they were? He didn't accept his family. More than accepting, he was judging them and he chose to abandon them for impure reasons. For a moment Terrance wondered what it really meant to be a Virtue.

Terrance immediately shook away the thought and turned to Blythe, managing to smile at her to hide his worry. "Your dad sounds like a really nice person to tell you stuff like that," he said. He tried not to let him thoughts wander too much; it had been two years since he left home, he didn't know what was going on in his family around this time. "Wouldn't really mind meeting a few new people," he said, turning to Blythe with a smile, "I'm sure he's a nice guy since you're friends with him."

Terrance was trying to too feel too self-conscious as they both walked down the hallway. Walking around with people was fine, but having a girl cling to his arm certainly wasn't a usual thing (unless it was his sister, but that was her trying to get under his skin).

Hearing her call him with an unusual nickname had him pause to think but he figured it was her thing to give out nicknames. "Seashell?" he echoed. He pondered it for a moment. "Alright, I gotcha. I'll keep that in mind," he said with a nod.

"As for that..." he voice trailed for a moment. It was easy to explain really but it gets complicated somewhere in the middle everytime he had to bring up how he got his magic. "I was born human. My family doesn't have any sort of magic and all. But when I was younger, an angel visited my and said I represented a heavenly virtue," he paused for a moment to look at Blythe, seeing if she was following anything he was saying. "I guess from that point I just knew there was something else up about my background of being human."

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