voice testing modern les mis? okay, why not.

[fullof]

Hey, I'm not fickle. I'm just ... interested ... in a lot of things...

So what if my attention span isn't the greatest. You're certainly one to judge. ( hmph. marius apparently isn't afraid to wear his metaphorical sassypants out and about. ) Just be glad that I'm, like, here. You know? Suck it up.

Oh, and before I forget -- the guitar is not just another passing phase. I'm going to teach myself how to play this stupid thing if it kills me. Look at me. I practically scream "musical genius waiting to emerge". ... And don't you dare bring up the drumset incident. Don't.

Right now, there is nothing on this Earth that could possibly distract me from my musical dreams. Nothing.

( certainly not whatever topic of interest catches his eye next. and certainly not a member of the opposite sex. puh-lease. )

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[flyingonfourls]

[SO SORRY, MARIUS, but -- here's Joly just laughing his ass off at you.]

Oh god, stop, you're going to make me rupture something.

[shylyintrepid]

[Jehan is just dying over here]

Oh, Marius please. The only thing you scream is "awkward sort-of hipster".

[fullof]

What? I'm being serious! Seriously. ( look at this guitar. look at it, joly. HE'S GOING TO TAME THIS BEAST IF IT KILLS HIM. )

[flyingonfourls]

You're serious like Grantaire is sober.

[fullof]

Just because I wear capris sometimes doesn't mean I'm a hipster. ( let's not mention the stupid hats and the skinny jeans and the plaid and the occasional pair of slightly overlarge glasses. )

This is going to work out this time! Last time was just -- a fluke.

[shylyintrepid]

And the time before that? And before that? You're worse than Courfeyrac, Marius.

[fullof]

( har har har. funny. marius is determined now, enthusiastically putting the strap over his shoulder. ) Look. I'm already doing so good. ( he very carefully aligns his fingers along the fret, concentrating really hard, and ... he strums a single chord. alright. it's a start. )

[fullof]

( sigh sigh sigh. )

Well, something's going to stick around one of these days. I'm determined to make this one be it.

[flyingonfourls]

[--Yeah, he's just collapsing into giggles again. Don't judge him, Joly is a very giggly person.]

Yes, you're a total Eric Clapton. Maybe a Jimi Hendrix, even! World-changing.

[shylyintrepid]

Can you even read music?

[beautedudiable]

[We're sorry in advance... Please don't mind her laughing at you, Marius.]

Pontmercy, please, guitars are always a passing phase, whether you realize it or not.

[veryliterary]

Do ignore my beloved up there, Marius. I think that learning an instrument is a romantic gesture.

Yes?

Am I onto something here?

[fullof]

( don't laugh, marius. DON'T YOU DARE.

... he's laughing, too. grinning, he rests his arms on top of the guitar. )

Just you wait, Joly. Just you wait.

[flyingonfourls]

I expect to be serenaded. ...Okay, maybe not that, L'aigle and 'Chetta would be upset.

i don't feel any shayme

[fortruth]

[ We won't bring up the "Single Ladies" video either. Because we are far too polite for such things. So have a shy smile from Mysterious Girl From Afar. ]

[fullof]

I can learn! I'm not, like -- completely stupid.

Why, dear Jehan? Are you offering?

[shylyintrepid]

Oh, God, no. I'm a writer, Marius, not a musician. Still, knowing which note is which is usually a good idea when you want to learn an instrument~

[Mock, mock, mock, mock the Pontmercy~]

Why do you even want to play the guitar anyway? Did you find someone to serenade?

[fullof]

( IT'S OKAY, he's probably really, super used to it by now. )

Okay, sure, but then how do you explain the thousands upon thousands of successful music artists out there?

[fullof]

Your support means more than you know, 'Chetta. Seriously. Maybe I ought to give Joly a few lessons.

... It's pretty romantic, I think. Yeah.

sdfkljd

[fullof]

( yes, that is probably best left untouched. for now.

Mysterious Girl From Afar catches poor Marius's attention immediately, leaving him wide-eyed for a moment, until he looks away, smiling embarrassedly. )

[fullof]

( there's a whole lot of metaphorical snickering and a little bit of actual snickering. )

No, no, I wouldn't want to intrude. I'm certain that my guitar prowess would cause all sorts of problems.

[veryliterary]

Oh, no, no, I think Bossuet is better suited to an instrument. He would be absolutely twee with a ukulele.

I am, on the other hand, an excellent example of femininity and if I am impressed with your attempts, then whoever you want to impress will surely be impressed.

[fullof]

( mock away, Jehan. although nothing will probably ever top the time Marius thought that Poetry Lessons with Jehan were a good idea, Marius of course failing miserably at that as well. )

Why shouldn't I play the guitar? I ... happened to see it in a store window and thought it looked like a good time. And I mean -- learning to serenade could be, uh, useful.

[fortruth]

[ Just wait until there is more time for Silent Cackling among typists. Just. Wait.

At least here's a chance to talk to him without her father around. Well, if words can come to her. She hides a laugh behind her notebook, half-covering her face as she pauses in her walk. ]

[shylyintrepid]

[What Jehan takes from this: Marius has found a Girl.

Or a Boy.]

Uh-huh. What's their name?