†010 - {edit} grasping the remnants of summer

[bucuresti]

[ooc: sorry! had to redo the post because i didn't like it. xD]


[Standing out by the lake, Mihail keeps his hands in his jeans pockets, watching the water passively. Summer went by fast and that served to make him almost nostalgic for it, or for being home in the summer in general. Then again, he might not want to be home now, what with the Roma deportations from France. So, he's a little but pissed off, but true to his nature, he doesn't express it in any other way than standing very still.

The lake breeze is nice, and good for stress relief, but he's not sure what else to do. It's getting cold anyway, and summer activities are now incredibly limited. With a sigh, he kicks at a lone rock, watching it skip and tumble down into the wander with a quiet 'splish'. Kicking rocks is certainly better than raging at politics anyway.

So yes, there's a lone Bucharest outside, and company surely wouldn't bother him in the least.]

Comments

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

Not at all. It was nice, actually.

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

He smiles.
Thank ya. Tha's awful nice a' ya. Ah've missed playin' it an'... it kinda scares Alex so...

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

It certainly is better than anything I could possibly play.

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

He blushed.
Thank ya...

Ya ain't got banjo's where yer from?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, not quite. I think the closest thing we have is a cobza (http://www.hora.ro/mari/ETNO_COBZA.jpg). They almost sound alike.

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[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

He grinned.
Ah'd love ta hear ya play some time.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

I'm honestly not that good at it. Transylvania is probably better than me.

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[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

If ya say so, ah'm sure yer alrigh' though.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

The only thing I can say that I'm decent as would be the turntables.

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[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

Turn... tables? Ya mean like a lazy-susan?