[Abandoned and lonely is, unfortunately, not a vibe he's unfamiliar with. Verso's a wanderer and has been for years; his streak is not to be broken just because he's found himself in a strange world, in a stranger land. And despite the lone wolf nature that's been foisted upon him by necessity, he still drifts in and out towards... people.
(Loneliness, in many ways, still requires a balm to ease its nagging presence.)
And this time, the twang of music notes pierces the air. He'd call it the resonating sound of a piano, except much smaller. Much cheaper. Much more honky-tonk.
A toy piano, the sort a parent would gift their child. How funny. Verso wanders closer to find Wanda crouched down next to said toy.]
Ough. [Yes he said ough] Could use a little tuning, hm?
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(Loneliness, in many ways, still requires a balm to ease its nagging presence.)
And this time, the twang of music notes pierces the air. He'd call it the resonating sound of a piano, except much smaller. Much cheaper. Much more honky-tonk.
A toy piano, the sort a parent would gift their child. How funny. Verso wanders closer to find Wanda crouched down next to said toy.]
Ough. [Yes he said ough] Could use a little tuning, hm?