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fandomhighdorms2007-01-11 06:27 pm
The Roof- Thursday Night
Henry managed to make his way to the dorm roof. He'd had a busy week, and needed to relax. He pulled some sheets out of his folder, and opened up his violin case. He tightened the bow strings and rosined them up. The violin needed a serious amount of tuning, due to the climate change. But it was quickly ready. He snapped on a shoulder rest, tucked the instrument under his chin, and started to play. Mozart's first violin concerto in G minor.
[ooc: Open like a box that doesn't even have a lid to close.]
[ooc: Open like a box that doesn't even have a lid to close.]

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He waved it aside. "Oh, it's not a big problem for me. I was just curious s to what kind of social niche Alchemy found. If it was similar at all to Chemestry here."
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as the mun facedesked for misreading. "I guess it falls around the 'yet another unusual thing someone can do' category. No one really bats odd glances at things people are capable of here anymore." He shrugged. "It's almost exactly like chemistry. In fact, I took a class on it my first semester here, and, well... it was all basic stuff I already knew. Except that you can't transmute matter in it."no subject
[ooc: Don't worry about it at all. You and Al read Henry correctly the first time. Henry's trying to cover up his own embarassment by changing things around. *rolls eyes* Paranoid...]
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[ooc: No worries. I've caused some misreading snafus, too. ^_^;;]
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Instead, he asks, "For how long have you been practicing alchemy?"
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Usually, that entailed arguments, but never anything too bad.