Post by Dmitri Faust on Mar 1, 2013 13:58:52 GMT -5
The morning had promised Dmitri Faust something different. Something good. He knew the moment he woke up to the birds singing a song much more robust than usual that this day would not be like the others. A special occasion such as today, whatever the occasion may be, deserved a special outfit. He took longer than usual to get dressed that morning, not that it was noticed, already Dmitri took longer than just about most of his sisters every morning. Just because they were at summer camp and getting rowdy didn't mean Dmitri couldn't look damn good doing it.
Looking like he just walked out of an American Eagle catalog, hair carefully swept out of his face and violin case in hand, Dmitri set off merrily to see what the day held in store for him. Perhaps a new camper would arrive with a mysterious past, perhaps a quest would begin. Perhaps the Aphrodite cabin would take up his suggestion that they team together to give the camp the etiquette classes most of the campers so sorely needed.
The strawberry field seemed as amiable place as any to begin his day. After all, by now most campers were rousing from their beds and ambling to the mess hall where they would hopefully become somewhat more alive. Meanwhile he would be here.
The open air was always the best place to practice. Especially on a cool morning such as this, not so hot his fingers were moist and causing his bow to slip whilst his hair was plastered in front of his eyes, not so cold his fingers were no more than clumsy blocks of wood constantly dropping his bow and- heaven forbid- his instrument. But cool enough to awaken his bones and make his breath visible in the air. An absolutely lovely morning. Taking out his weapon of choice from its case, Dmitri drew the bow across the strings before beginning to play.
notes: its a bit rushed but here's my fop =D also the song he's playing is this without all the nonviolin stuff.
Looking like he just walked out of an American Eagle catalog, hair carefully swept out of his face and violin case in hand, Dmitri set off merrily to see what the day held in store for him. Perhaps a new camper would arrive with a mysterious past, perhaps a quest would begin. Perhaps the Aphrodite cabin would take up his suggestion that they team together to give the camp the etiquette classes most of the campers so sorely needed.
The strawberry field seemed as amiable place as any to begin his day. After all, by now most campers were rousing from their beds and ambling to the mess hall where they would hopefully become somewhat more alive. Meanwhile he would be here.
The open air was always the best place to practice. Especially on a cool morning such as this, not so hot his fingers were moist and causing his bow to slip whilst his hair was plastered in front of his eyes, not so cold his fingers were no more than clumsy blocks of wood constantly dropping his bow and- heaven forbid- his instrument. But cool enough to awaken his bones and make his breath visible in the air. An absolutely lovely morning. Taking out his weapon of choice from its case, Dmitri drew the bow across the strings before beginning to play.
notes: its a bit rushed but here's my fop =D also the song he's playing is this without all the nonviolin stuff.
