Issue 1 Downtime

Veronica had made her way to the music room, as was her habit about once a week. Today was really no different, but the day itself had a sense of strangeness to it. She couldn't quite place it, but something was just off. Regardless, she began to play the song she had been practicing for a while now, slipping into the flow of the notes where nothing else mattered.

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During the quieter portions of her piece, Veronica would likely here singing coming from one of the small practice rooms near the music room: http://youtu.be/Pl7BVr36bbs

It would seem the singer was rather getting into the song given she was hearing him through a closed door.

After Veronica finishes the piece and hears Trev, a big smile gets on her face and she begins to pick up on the song at the piano. Little bits of harmony and the answers to his melody. Apparently she knows this musical well.

After he finished, Trev poked his head out of the practice room to see who had started to give him some accompaniment. "Hey, thanks for that. Hope I wasn't too loud," he smiled.

She smiles back, standing while waving a hand dismissively. "Eet was wonderful, truly. You haf much talent wis your voice. I admit, eet has been a while since I heard Fiddler. Brings back memories."

"That's kind of you--thanks," he smiled a bit bashfully. "Singing is how I learned to control my powers. I'm Trev...Veronica right?"

That accent...why are accents so hot...shut up brain, you have a hot maybe girlfriend who can turn into a dragon!

She nods. "Zat is my name. Trev, eet is a pleasure. You learned through singing? Zat is a most wonderful way to learn from. I envy you, I admit." Veronica says with a laugh, sitting back down at the piano seat.

"Well. My powers come from my voice. Sonic scream. So it makes sense to practice that way," he smiled.

"Ah, indeed it does. Zat has many possibilities, does eet not? Not so much just screaming, but correctly adapting zee pitch to zee situation specifically."

"Yeah, exactly," he smiled. "I can shatter stuff if I hit the right pitch and volume. In theory I can fly...something about manipulating the sound I make. I'm not there yet by a long shot."

"I would imagine eet has to do wis zee sound waves and zee rate at which zey bounce back to you. I am sure eet will come to you in time. Would not be as satisfying if eet were so easy to accomplish, non?"

"Tell that to the bruises I've sustained falling from heights in the Danger Room," he chuckled.

She laughs. "Sometimes we must fall in order to rise and become better, non? Still, I admit zat must be annoyingly painful."

"It is," he laughed. "So, have to ask the usual questions now. What's your mutant trick and what's your major?"

"Zee term for eet is Psychometry. Being able to 'see' zee residual memories in objects..." She says, trailing off for a few moments. "And in my case eet has been changing to extend to people as well. Zough, I am afraid I haf not gained control off zat just yet."

"That's fascinating. You'd probably make a great historian."

"I am highly interested in history, mais my main focus is psychology. I find being zere for people and aiding zem if zey need it is much more rewarding."

"Noble calling. I'm too impatient, I think."

"...of course, I don't know why I'm looking at teaching if I'm impatient," he chuckled.

"Which subject do you plan on teaching? Or are you focusing on a specific age group?"

"History. High school or middle school. So far I've enjoyed tutoring and some of my experiences trying to teach some of the classes here."

"Teaching high schoolers...mon dieu. After recently leaving zat hell, I have to say I admire zose zat would step up and teach zem. Zee drama is such an unneeded distraction."

"In retrospect it sucked, but now, being on the other side of it? It's kinda fun to watch." he chuckled.

She chuckles as well. "Perhaps. Personally I sink it's raser silly. Not wors zee potential hurt."

"How do you like it here? And how long have you played--you're really good

"I feel like zis is a place I can really call home. Much better zan before." She smiles. "Sank you. Since I was able to sit properly," she somewhat stresses that word. "I was required to attend lessons. I suppose zee love off music grew on me." Veronica says with a small shrug. "And yourself? You said eet was with your powers, but when?"

"I started singing my freshman year of high school back home in Chicago. This cute girl a year older than me noticed that I sounded like a 40 year old man even though I was this little freshman, and she somehow convinced me to join choir...fast forward a bunch of years and that girl's my best friend, and we're both here at XU together."

"Zat is simply wonderful." She says with a genuine smile. "Such journeys are best traveled wis zose closest to you, non?"