A Drink with a Plant Woman... The good kind.

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

Solan returned a few minutes later, carrying a case as he made for the booth. He was smiling again the moment he saw she hadn't left and sat down. "Ok so... im not that great but..." He opened the case and took from it a wood carved violin, a custom made one too that Solan had spend hundreds of credits on. He took the bow to the strings and drew it across slowly and softly, careful not to be too loud as to draw attention. None the less a almost sad but soft tune came from it as he closed his eyes and looked at peace playing it.

 

[Charlotte Homura]

Charlotte closed her eyes and began to sing a sad, yet oddly fitting song to the tune Solan was playing on his violin, feeling at peace as well

[member="Solan Charr"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

Solan stopped frozen as he heard her sing, not because she had started or because she was bad, but simply because he was surprised. He didn't understand why she was singing to his own music, but the surprise and admiration for the singing showed as he even listened to her before she herself would stop.

 

[Charlotte Homura]

[member="Solan Charr"]

Charlotte stopped a few moments after he stopped, smillng "What? I find ways to make songs work better through singing, I like music that much."

 

[Aithne Charr]

"Oh, nothing i just... you are good..." He smiled and actually tried to hide his face, a bit red suddenly as he instantly began playing his hand drawing down on the strings once more as he began playing again.

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

 

[Charlotte Homura]

"Thanks." Charlotte smiled at the compliment

[member="Solan Charr"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

He didn't look up still as he began playing the soft tune once more, this time though he would continue if she began to sing, listening to her if and when she did.

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

 

[Charlotte Homura]

Charlotte began to sing again, the bartender watching and listening as well as [member="Solan Charr"], in awe of the beauty of the song

(Not trying to control you, just saying the bartender is listenign to both of us)

 

[Aithne Charr]

Solan smiled again and closed his eyes finding it funny that the cantina was the place where they were doing this, on a planet that was suppose to have the scum of the galaxy in it. He didn't stop playing though until she was done, letting her choose when to stop.

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

 

[Charlotte Homura]

[member="Solan Charr"]

Charlotte also found the choice of place amusing, and stopped singing when she realized almost everyone in the bar was looking at her in awe of her voice... "Uh... this is kind of awkward now..."

(Heh, figured I'd joke about the Mary Sue thing too here)

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

He smiled and glanced over his shoulder. "Very, if its a problem could always go for a walk..." He bit his lip and looked back at her. "... uh that is, if you are ok with it? I mean, i dont mean for it to sound like we cant just sit here."

 

[Charlotte Homura]

"It's fine, I could go for a walk." Charlotte said with a smile almost uncharacteristic for someone of the criminal underground

[member="Solan Charr"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

He smiled back once more after she accepted and gathered up his things, placing the violin back in the case and securing it to make sure no damage came to it before scooping up his saber and clipping it to his side. "Shall we then miss." He walked over and out of habit held out his hand to help her stand up.

 

[Charlotte Homura]

Charlotte nodded and grabbed his hand, not understanding it was out of habit

 

[Aithne Charr]

He nodded smiled as she let him help her up. He would even offer his arm, though that was not something that he expected her to take. Either way he would begin walking, whether she took his arm or not.

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

 

[Charlotte Homura]

Charlotte began walking with [member="Solan Charr"], taking his arm while she walked

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

He smiled and glanced at her. "By the way, how come you are even in this place if you were a... ugh i dont know the right word... what i mean is don't the suns hate Circe, so being here is in a place where your very existence might be in danger?"

 

[Charlotte Homura]

Charlotte glanced at [member="Solan Charr"] confused as kriff at the hatred of Circe and simply raised an eyebrow

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Charlotte Homura"]

"Right uh well, Circe hasn't been known to do very... good things in the past. Most even would rather see her dead for what she has done... you feel no hatred for your own being a test on genetic crossing... im sorry... i didn't mean it to sound like you were a mist-... gods im bad at this." He sighed and lowered his head.

 

[Charlotte Homura]

[member="Solan Charr"]

Charlotte then flashed back to when she killed the man who suggested her creation... and tears began welling up little by little, almost like something got in her eye. Charlotte then wondered why she never felt sad for her own creation till now.