Third Drop ❂ Voice / Action

[mybloodisblack]

[The voice you hear over the journals is quiet, and slow.. Quiet enough that it almost sounds like he doesn't want to be heard, and slow enough that it sounds like he doen't even want an answer. But, curious enough that he wants answers.]

I have...two questions...

...How do people make friends? A-and how does someone not scare people away if they are just telling the truth?


[Once that is done and over with, Crona places his journal facing away from him. He's not sure if he wants the answers. But for the first time, he can be seen sitting in plain view of anybody out near the middle of the village. It's taken him quiet a while to stop hiding from anything that moves, and he doesn't like being completely alone anymore.

But that doesn't stop him from drawing circles on the ground with a stick. One around him, one around the journal, then other small ones because he has nothing better to do. No actual drawings come out of this, but he is pleased with himself.]
 

Comments

[mybloodisblack]

I don't know...he's still in control of my blood, and that can hurt too.

[spohkh]

...he causes you pain? [Spock sounds concerned now...]

[mybloodisblack]

Sometimes...when he's mad.

He doesn't like me very much.

[spohkh]

[Spock is rendered speechless... it goes against his nature to merely stand back and know that someone is suffering when he might be able to help....]

Perhaps introductions are in order before I make any further suggestions... I am Spock.. What is your name?

[mybloodisblack]

...My name's Crona.

[spohkh]

It is well to make your acquaintance....

I am curious... How do you think Ragnarok will respond if I attempted to quiet him?

[mybloodisblack]

...Nice to meet you too.

He would try to hurt you. [He doesn't even have to think about it. It doesn't help that Ragnarok is listening to this conversation as well..]

[spohkh]

That is....

I see. [Spock does not know what to say. He has never encountered something like this before, and Crona was obviously a prisoner in his own skin... this was most unfortunate.]

Is there anything you would like to do at this time? [Spock feels that this is the only thing he can offer...]

[mybloodisblack]

...Like what?

[spohkh]

Do you not partake in recreational activities?

[mybloodisblack]

No...I've just been working on my fighting a little...

~Holy crap, your poor character! ;_;

[spohkh]

You were never encouraged to 'play' as a child? [Though Vulcan children never 'played'... they were involved in recreational activities that stimulated the mind... and most of these activities were enjoyable.]

You have nooo idea...it hurts to write sometimes.

[mybloodisblack]

No, I was made to kill little dragons. [Or other small animals.]

You make my Vulcan want to cuddle you. XD

[spohkh]

I...see. [No you don't Spock...]

Is there anything that you think you would perhaps enjoy doing? Learn a new skill?

He has that effect on people, somehow.

[mybloodisblack]

I don't know...I've never tried.

*snerk*

[spohkh]

Would you care to? I can teach you an array of musical instruments if that is what you desire.

[mybloodisblack]

...Musical instruments? [This is said in a way closer to 'what are those??']

[spohkh]

A musical instrument can be of various devices or contrivances that can be used to produce musical tones or sounds.
The combination of these musical tones are played in a certain pattern to produce a pleasing sound.

What are your thoughts to trying out such a device?

[mybloodisblack]

Are they hard to learn?

[spohkh]

Like most things, it will require a certain amount of concentration and discipline... however, the reward far outweighs the work that it will require of you.

[mybloodisblack]

...I could try.

[spohkh]

Very well.... would you care to start now or at a later date?

[mybloodisblack]

I don't have anything to do right now. [Or ever, but still.]

[spohkh]

Very well, where would you care to meet?

[mybloodisblack]

...I'm close to that fountain.