fandomhigh | Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part II

Entry tags:

!event: welcome picnic

Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part II

Oh look, there were tables and chairs over here too, away from all the informational stuff. Enjoy the food!

[~~WAIT FOR THE OCD PLEASE.~~ OCD IS UP. This is the FIRST post for general mingling. Please use this post first, if your browser can handle the comment load. Roommates, fake siblings and teachers are here and there is more room for mingling here.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"It's an old tune," she said, smiling faintly. She didn't realize how old; Alice hadn't discovered yet she was a hundred years out of place. "I'd offer to hum a bit to start, but my humming's rusty. Someone sang it for me once, that's all."

"Only way to fix rusty humming," Chad pointed out kindly, "is to start up again..."

"You'll have to excuse the rustiness, then," she said, clearing her throat and flushing harder. She waited a beat before starting, and somehow it seemed more appropro to sing it, softly. Not the version she'd known before, but the one the Knight had bid her farewell with.

"I'll tell thee everything I can, there's little to relate;
I saw an aged, aged man, sitting on a gate.
'Who are you, aged man?' I said, 'and how is it you live?'
And his answer trickled through my head, like water through a sieve."

Chad listened carefully to the soft, rusty singing, trying to find the gait and the beat, head bobbing slightly before what he was playing before slowly started to morph into the tune of the song along with the new girl.

It was a little like magic, having him pull the song out of her hesitant notes and play it out for her. She didn't remember all of the verses, and she was pretty sure she bungled some of the words about the haddock's eyes, but when she got to the very end --

"That summer evening, long ago, a-sitting on a gate."

-- she smiled brightly at him. "Thank you," she said. "I haven't heard that song in a very long time."

"And now I kind of know it," Chad said, still repeating the tune he picked up so that he could remember it better, "so I can play it again if you want to hear it another time."

"And should you want to hear it," Alice offered, "I shall sing it again, though I can't imagine you'd willingly subject yourself to that. My name's Alice, and I should have introduced myself before I interrupted your music."

"You didn't interrupt," Chad reminded her. "In fact, you helped. And I'm Chad. Nice to meet you, Alice."

"Pleased to meet you as well," she smiled. "It's rather kind of you to provide music for us. Are the picnics always like this?"

Somehow, he didn't seem to have the same nervous air that the new students did, so she was guessing he'd been here a while.

"The ones for the new students, yeah," Chad said, nodding. "And I always play at 'em. I like to. I just like playing."

"That's the best reason to play," she nodded. "Better than those who recite poetry to show off their enunciation. Performance is always better when it means something, I find."

"Yeah, but...." Chad's head tilted slightly. "Doesn't it still mean something if they're just enunciating? It means they can enunciate."

Mmmm. Chad logic.

"It does, at that," she considered. "But then one could recite anything and enunciate it properly. The alphabet, for example. And now I wonder if someone could lend great import to a reading of the alphabet or nursery rhymes, if they managed to convey the tone properly. 'A ... B, C. D-E-F .... G.'"

"If it's important to them," Chad figured with another light shrug. And then, because he couldn't help himself, he added, "You should finish it off. There's more letters than that."

"It's your turn," she smiled. "I'd like for our poetry reading to be a duet."

...Smooth move, Alice.

"But I'm no good at poetry. That's why I have my guitar."

"Are you saying you'll accompany me?" she wheedled. "I should hate to be reciting such important work a cappella."

"I'd love to," Chad said, strumming a rising chord for a moment before taking a moment to remember exactly how Alice had recited her alphabet the first time, and then picking up that tune.

"H," Alice announced, hands clasped behind her. "I, J. K ... L. M? N-O. ... P."

That required a dramatic flourish, she'd wait for it.

Chad certainly agreed. P was just a letter that demanded attention; Prince Oscar Pedro would agree.

The dramatic flourish that filled the pause had a distinctly Latin lilt to it.

"Very nice," Alice said, sotto voce so she didn't disrupt the reading. She cleared her throat.

"Q? ... R S. T, U -- V. W ... X ... Y? Z."

She stopped, and then curtsied. "You should bow," she decided.

Chad shifted his guitar a little to the side so that he could stand up and do just that.

"I think that had to be the best alphabet recitation ever," he decided.

"I couldn't have done it without you," she laughed. "We make an excellent team. We should do this again at the next picnic, make a very Art sort of demonstration of it."

"I'd like that," Chad nodded. "But the next picnic's not gonna be until the next session. We should just do it just 'cause one of the days."

"That works as well," she laughed. "I'm in room five-one-one, which I'll presume is on the fifth floor, and I seem to be in a cabin called Cygnus. Are we going on some sort of nature-hike?"

Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part II

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)

Re: General Mingling (Summer 2008)