"La vita va avanti."

[sharktrash]

Who: Squalo and: Xanxus, Genos, Koumei, YOU!
What: Catch-all for January Shenanigans.
When: Jan 1st-15th ish
Where: MANTICORE penthouse, Pride HQ, possibly elsewhere
Warnings: language, violence, dicks out, the usual. will detail for each toplevel

(( Prompts in toplevels below! Feel free to tag into the ones marked as OPEN. I am still waiting on details for some of them, hence "placeholders" since I wanted to put the threads up in chronological order. They'll be there soon enough! Also, feel free to PM this account or hit me up on Plurk if you want a thread, too! ))

Comments

[scalpedsociety]

[Tamara looks at the false hand.]

The prosthetic is most likely too heavy and you can't feel how heavy you are pressing the bow to the strings. You need something to balance out the pressure or tell you when you're going too hard so you can adjust.

Your answer may be a physical one.

[sharktrash]

Hn.

[ If he's allowed, he'll back off a bit to sink into the back of the seat next to her, a somewhat disappointed look on his face. ]

That's not much to go on. [ A weak, skew smirk. ] Maybe I should just strap it to my arm instead.

[ ...he's not even sure where that idea came from. ]

[scalpedsociety]

[Tamara may actually think about that for a little while.]

That's... actually not a bad idea.

By strapping the bow to your arm with the prosthetic, the weight will be lightened by not using your new hand directly. You may have to adjust a bit by playing another way than most but... that might work.

[sharktrash]

[ Wow, mom, you're sure taking it in stride. He frowns and considers it as well, then shakes his head. ]

No. Too cumbersome to replace it if I still break it at some point. And I need wrist movements. But maybe this direction could work...

[ He slowly picks up a bow, takes it into his mechanical hand and sort of swings it around a bit. ]

[scalpedsociety]

[Listen, any crazy idea seems great when your son playing is in jeopardy. She stares at Squalo for a little while.]

It won't mean anything until we try this out. We will practice until we can find a style of playing that works for you.

[sharktrash]

[ ...his lips finally twitch upwards. ]

Yes, ma'am.

wrap this up after you?

[scalpedsociety]

[She kisses him on the forehead. She'll stay and work with him as long as it takes.]

That's my boy...

sure o/

[sharktrash]

[ And so they will. ]

[ It will take a day, two, three, but eventually they figure it out. That part of his forearm uncovered by the prosthetic for a better fit. A leather bracelet to stick the end of the bow through so whenever his hand presses it down, the other end presses into his arm. It takes a while to get accustomed to, but... it's something. It's a solution. ]

[ He can keep on playing, playing well, and most people won't be able to tell a difference. ]