I don't know. It's ...wrong. They're not supposed to melt. It just keeps melting and reforming, but it never stays solid enough to play...
...I can't play it, anyway. And it never stays.
[there it goes, descending into a puddle again with a soothing sound (more soothing if one isn't looking, probably) and an equally bewildered (well, more just befuddled) glance at the idea there's be irritation. he'd said to come, and he knew it had been a possibility when he showed the harp over the message that jin guangyao might want to look at it. he's glad to have a second set of eyes on the thing - (even if they are those eyes) even just to confirm he's not descending into madness again. he isn't injured on any level - there's an actual healthy level of color in his face. his eyes are alert, not even bloodshot today. it's possible the harp shocked him sober - or he could be making some small life changes.]
Sorry about the mess. I've been busy.
[auditioning books for a new job. spawning tapes. drinking.]
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...I can't play it, anyway. And it never stays.
[there it goes, descending into a puddle again with a soothing sound (more soothing if one isn't looking, probably) and an equally bewildered (well, more just befuddled) glance at the idea there's be irritation. he'd said to come, and he knew it had been a possibility when he showed the harp over the message that jin guangyao might want to look at it. he's glad to have a second set of eyes on the thing - (
even if they are those eyes) even just to confirm he's not descending into madness again. he isn't injured on any level - there's an actual healthy level of color in his face. his eyes are alert, not even bloodshot today. it's possible the harp shocked him sober - or he could be making some small life changes.]Sorry about the mess. I've been busy.
[auditioning books for a new job. spawning tapes. drinking.]