Rachel Berry (
somethingspecial) wrote2011-07-22 11:46 pm
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Entry tags:
- !event: power failure,
- bringing the music to adstringendum,
- carry on my wayward son,
- caution: diva at work,
- don't rain on my parade,
- finn can be a good influence,
- have some hurr in for your derp,
- let's sing about our feelings,
- music is the universal language,
- panic at the solve,
- practice makes perfect,
- projects are awesome,
- rachel berry: motivated
34 [Accidental Video] Forwarded to early morning.
[Rachel is sitting on the steps of Solve, outside, holding a beat up acoustic guitar. It is a little big for her -- as are most things in Adstringendum, save for the clothes that Kurt managed to hem and tailor for her to fit her small frame -- but she manages it well enough. She carefully picks through the strings, frowning as she tunes it, her head tilted to listen to each note carefully. Apparently, it isn't to her satisfaction -- Rachel looks displeased as she fiddles with the strings before, finally, she beams.]
Oh, finally -- now...
[Rachel frowns to herself in concentration as she tries to remember a certain chord, just to test out her tuning and stringing job. She strums the guitar gently, singing something softly to herself, before she picks a song, brow knit in focus as she plays. There are a couple mistakes -- Rachel is only a recent fan of classic rock, after all -- but she manages pretty well -- and just when she opens her mouth to sing the first verse of the song --
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Two strings snap and whip across Rachel's fingers, causing her to nearly drop the guitar in surprise as the ugly sound echoes. She immediately shakes out her hand, tears welling in her eyes at the cut, before she glares down at the guitar.]
That was unnecessary -- ow --
[And the PCD cuts off at Rachel shaking out her hand, blood dribbling down her fingers.]
Oh, finally -- now...
[Rachel frowns to herself in concentration as she tries to remember a certain chord, just to test out her tuning and stringing job. She strums the guitar gently, singing something softly to herself, before she picks a song, brow knit in focus as she plays. There are a couple mistakes -- Rachel is only a recent fan of classic rock, after all -- but she manages pretty well -- and just when she opens her mouth to sing the first verse of the song --
Snap.
Two strings snap and whip across Rachel's fingers, causing her to nearly drop the guitar in surprise as the ugly sound echoes. She immediately shakes out her hand, tears welling in her eyes at the cut, before she glares down at the guitar.]
That was unnecessary -- ow --
[And the PCD cuts off at Rachel shaking out her hand, blood dribbling down her fingers.]
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[Actually, she's here more for the hint of artistic talent. She misses Jane. She even misses Jane's paintings.]
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[It's just a cut on her finger, nothing life threatening, and Rachel is busy putting pressure on it with her other hand. She's more upset over the lost guitar strings than her injured hand.]
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[This would be why she typically doesn't bother with her peers.]
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[She sounds irritated -- frustrated. And she sets aside the guitar to avoid getting blood on it. Priorities: Rachel Berry has them.]
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[This is a far bigger problem than her finger.]
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Miss Rachel, you're bleeding.
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I only need a bandage and I will be fine.
[She is a trooper. 8(]
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Is that - a musical instrument?
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[Rachel is trying to salvage the strings, but -- no, they are ruined.]
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Are you alright?
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[Rachel doesn't seem nervous or scared -- in fact, she seems positively indignant. Mainly because it took so long to find workable strings and now they're ruined.]
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[First aid kit get.]
... can it be fixed?
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No, the strings are ruined. I will have to find replacements -- if they even exist.
[Her fingers do not even matter right now, Al. 8(]
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There's a music store in the mall, though I'm not sure if there will still be strings there.
[He takes out antiseptic and a wipe, and holds out his hand for hers.]
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