[Toboe was gently invited to one of the Far Shore's karaoke clubs, insofar as "you should stop by one sometime", and he's kind of tailed a group into one. And inside, he's... listening, certainly, with great interest - hearing people chatting and hangin' out, listening to music he's never heard before, watching the mouth movements of each person who steps up to the mic...
Wallflowering, in short. With his human illusion up and his eyes big with curiosity.
He doesn't know if he's ever sung before, but it sounds fun. And he can hold a note, so... how hard to jump into it can it be? Maybe he'll try to edge his way up to the mic when there's an opening - then again, he, once again, doesn't know any of these songs...
Maybe if he gets... backup?
He picks a spot near the microphone from which to scan for a prospective indulging duet partner, appearing leaning against the wall with hands clasped behind his back, glancing left, right, and... hello, that person seems to be looking at the stage with what mmmmight be interest! He shuffles forward with a hand up - ]
Uh -- hey!
[Aaand he stumbles over his own feet for a second, whoops, but recovers - makes eye contact, holds it for a beat with his mouth ever-so-slightly open.]
Um... I was wondering if... [Hand to his chest. Works on a hopeful smile. Voice is quiet-ish but light and bright.] ...if you would let me sing with you!
B. Marriage Madness
[Toboe doesn't have much of a head for money or formality. He's been paying as much attention as he can to the prayers from couples coming in regardless of exactly what each one's concerned - but the ones concerning paying or planning have been kind of blending together for him, not that he's happy about that. Those wishing for a perfect venue to open up before the end of the season, however, have stood out to him, getting him racking his brain for and wondering what a perfect venue for something like a wedding would be.
And after another one of those prayers, he eventually speaks up kind of emphatically, voice hopefully lifted.]
There's gotta be a forest or a field we could take some of the people to.
-- Like, getting married is supposed to be special, right? [Not that he'd know. Still, his voice gets off to a simultaneously dreamy and actually pretty stoked flow as he continues.] What if we led the people over to a beautiful place full of flowers and sunshine just for them?
Oh -- [BLINK, ears pricking.] -- b-but we'd have to find a priest, too, right...?
[And a lot of them are probably busy with weddings as it is.]
Toboe | Wolf's Rain | Shinki
[Toboe was gently invited to one of the Far Shore's karaoke clubs, insofar as "you should stop by one sometime", and he's kind of tailed a group into one. And inside, he's... listening, certainly, with great interest - hearing people chatting and hangin' out, listening to music he's never heard before, watching the mouth movements of each person who steps up to the mic...
Wallflowering, in short. With his human illusion up and his eyes big with curiosity.
He doesn't know if he's ever sung before, but it sounds fun. And he can hold a note, so... how hard to jump into it can it be? Maybe he'll try to edge his way up to the mic when there's an opening - then again, he, once again, doesn't know any of these songs...
Maybe if he gets... backup?
He picks a spot near the microphone from which to scan for a prospective indulging duet partner, appearing leaning against the wall with hands clasped behind his back, glancing left, right, and... hello, that person seems to be looking at the stage with what mmmmight be interest! He shuffles forward with a hand up - ]
Uh -- hey!
[Aaand he stumbles over his own feet for a second, whoops, but recovers - makes eye contact, holds it for a beat with his mouth ever-so-slightly open.]
Um... I was wondering if... [Hand to his chest. Works on a hopeful smile. Voice is quiet-ish but light and bright.] ...if you would let me sing with you!
B. Marriage Madness
[Toboe doesn't have much of a head for money or formality. He's been paying as much attention as he can to the prayers from couples coming in regardless of exactly what each one's concerned - but the ones concerning paying or planning have been kind of blending together for him, not that he's happy about that. Those wishing for a perfect venue to open up before the end of the season, however, have stood out to him, getting him racking his brain for and wondering what a perfect venue for something like a wedding would be.
And after another one of those prayers, he eventually speaks up kind of emphatically, voice hopefully lifted.]
There's gotta be a forest or a field we could take some of the people to.
-- Like, getting married is supposed to be special, right? [Not that he'd know. Still, his voice gets off to a simultaneously dreamy and actually pretty stoked flow as he continues.] What if we led the people over to a beautiful place full of flowers and sunshine just for them?
Oh -- [BLINK, ears pricking.] -- b-but we'd have to find a priest, too, right...?
[And a lot of them are probably busy with weddings as it is.]