Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20150608213857/@comment-7838080-20150609125927

Altan was in his usual place in the courtyard, the small audience around him as he did his usual routine, tuning his guitar before he played a song that he often picked randomly. The faunus didn't care much what song he selected, as long as he like what he was playing. And, like usual, the blonde had to compete with the more well known and popular musicians in the school.

At least I can make a guitar sing...if anyone cares to notice...

Now finally finished with his tuning, he took a deep breath, calming himself down before he started. And moments later, Altan's guitar began to sing a song not of jubilation...but of sadness...