Mai has a bit of time to contemplate before her own entrance comes. She's out on stage well in advance, settled in the shadows as her mind picks at the melody Rei is coaxing from her own instrument.
The stage, the crowd... it's all becoming a more and more unfamiliar place. She's not shy, embarrassed or tentative about being out here but she can vividly remember that in the beginning she had felt perfectly at home and her violin had been second nature.
The lights on her side begin to rise in a deep red tone as she tucks her instrument under her cheek and begins plucking at the strings on cue.
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Mai has a bit of time to contemplate before her own entrance comes. She's out on stage well in advance, settled in the shadows as her mind picks at the melody Rei is coaxing from her own instrument.
The stage, the crowd... it's all becoming a more and more unfamiliar place. She's not shy, embarrassed or tentative about being out here but she can vividly remember that in the beginning she had felt perfectly at home and her violin had been second nature.
The lights on her side begin to rise in a deep red tone as she tucks her instrument under her cheek and begins plucking at the strings on cue.