Lessons, but not the kind in a class

[unpocoloco]

Hola, everyone. I'm Héctor. Any of you with night classes are likely already familiar with me. I'd been debating on this for a while and slowly taking on a few people who've asked, so I think it's about time I came forward and simply offered it myself.

I'm opening up guitar lessons, available to all skill levels. Solo lessons and group lessons depending on how many people are interested in the latter. You're free to pay what you like but it's not necessary. Just bring your own instrument and let me know you're coming along. I'll be meeting in the evenings, Fridays, by the cross of life on the school grounds. Thought it might be a nice place to play with the warmer weather coming.

Please just keep in mind I have poor health and some cancellations may be short notice. If anyone has any questions, feel free to ask. ¡Buenas Noches!

[This announcement may come suspiciously close on the heels of a quiet rule change on a certain floor in Lumiere, but surely that is just a coincidence. What rule change? Guess it's a mystery...]

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[suddenlybees]

Secret~
I don't know what's it's called, anyways!
But I'll let you know when you have time to play for me!!

[unpocoloco]

Oh? Is this a case of lapsed memory or something you're writing yourself?

[suddenlybees]

Secret!!!!
No more hints, Héctor!!!

[unpocoloco]

Jaja, alright, alright. I'll be patient. Ish.

[suddenlybees]

If that -ish is too much, you can always tell me when you're free!
You can text me at any time between the hours of 0200 and 0600!

[unpocoloco]

0200 and 0600? Those times do work for me but that's pretty early in the morning for you, isn't it? Or are you another kid who doesn't sleep?

[suddenlybees]

Don't mind, don't mind!
I do sleep!!
Here and there, you know~
The hours add up!
Anyways, I'm asking a lot from you,
so shouldn't I pick convenient hours for you?

[unpocoloco]

[That doesn't sound entirely doable but it's been so long since he's actually slept he can't really argue it.]

I suppose so. As long as it's not costing anything for you.

I'm guessing this request is a little more special than typical considering it's got to be a secret until I text you then?

[suddenlybees]

Mm, yep!!
Super super super special!!!!
Don't tell anybody about it okay?!??!?!??!?!
It's going to be between the two of us!!!!

[Turning to a Private Convo]

[unpocoloco]

Well, alright! Text you then!

[And he's going to hope against all hope that this isn't some prank for the love of god.

The next chance he gets, in the given time, he sends the text off, bracing.]

Hola Kano. I hope I haven't woken you.
So. About that request.
What did you have in mind for it, exactly?

[suddenlybees]

Hola, Héctor!
Nope, I'm a light sleeper!!!!
There's a song I want to hear but I can't quite get it right,
so I'm enlisting your help!
Is now a good time??
Should I come over?????
I have no idea where you live.

[unpocoloco]

I can head over to Lumiere. I'm already up and out.

[He hasn't forgotten your little fire threat, kid.]

Is your common room good? Or do you need something more private than that? It's late enough I don't think anyone will be hanging around by that old fountain.

[suddenlybees]

[ The fountain would be smart, considering his little fire threat, but that's a bit too open for what Kano has in mind. ]

Mmmmm~
How about my room?
I made my bed this morning and everything, so you have somewhere to sit!!!

[unpocoloco]

Pretty generous of you. Alright, I'll see you there. Imelda's got all those convenient little plaques, I'm sure I'll be able to find yours.

[And true to his word, it doesn't take long before there's a knock on Kano's door. He waits with a guitar slung on his back.]

[suddenlybees]

[ It takes Kano around ten seconds to get to the door, complete with the sound of scraping wood and metal. When he flings the door open— immediately taking a large step back the moment he does— it's to a very barren room, nothing on the walls or the floor or the desk, two beds pushed together to make one large one (sheets neatly made, as promised, although there is a bearded dragon sitting on the pillow that looks up at Héctor and blinks slowly at him), and the closet door shut tight. The curtains are drawn over the windows and there is a bathtowel in Kano's hands. ]

Hola! Come in, come in, make yourself comfortable~

[ The moment Héctor enters the room and shuts the door behind him, that bathtowel is getting shoved into that gap underneath the door. ]

[unpocoloco]

[He can't really judge too much on the barren room. His is about just as empty. He guesses Kano doesn't have a roommate and in that case, he can't deny the appeal of having the bigger bed if he did in fact sleep.

It's the bath towel that makes things a little weird.]

Uuh, okay.

[He steps inside, eyeing the way Kano seals up that little gap with a lifted brow. This really is something private isn't it? He sits, tentatively, upon the edge of the bed.]

So... what did you have in mind?

[suddenlybees]

[ He does not, in fact, sleep- at least in this room. The queen bed is for his lizard. It's a loft, so Héctor will have to climb up there if he does take Kano's offer to make himself comfortable, but Kano himself straightens up after making sure the door is sealed up tight, and goes over to sit on top of his desk, feet propped up on top of the desk chair. ]

Hm... well...

[ HMMMMM. The smile drops from his face for a moment, and he looks contemplative. ]

There's this song I want to hear, but I dunno what it's called, and like I said, I can't get it right! So I was hoping I could hum it for you and you could play it how it's supposed to be played?

[unpocoloco]

[Alright, so there's no bed sitting, despite the kind offer of it being made. In this case, he'll just settle on the floor. Easier on his leg in any case. At least he doesn't seem uncomfortable?

He pulls the guitar around to his lap.]

Alright. I used to write songs so I might be able to work out what notes you're trying to go for but stop me if I hit a wrong note. It won't be the same sounds as a violin, which you mentioned, but I'll do my best.

[suddenlybees]

[ Kano rolls the chair slightly with his foot, fidgeting and then stopping so he can hop down onto the floor to sit with Héctor, knees drawn up to his chest. ]

Mm, yep! I don't mind that, and I dunno if it sounds better as a guitar or a violin anyways, so whatever I can get! Are you ready? The first part of it sounds like this!!

[ He leans in close and starts humming. It's... a tuneless sound. There is no melody. Kano might possibly be tone deaf. ]

[unpocoloco]

[Oh mierda. He's had some bad requests before but this might take the cake. He's got no idea. Not a clue.

But okay. Okay, okay, okay. He just needs to listen. Imagine what the notes would be.

He waits until Kano's done, hums it back quieter to himself, then moves his fingers over the strings to what he thinks it might be, before finally, attempting to play it.]

It's not going to be fancy. I'm going to try to figure out what I can and then we can polish it up after. Have I got it or do you want to re-do it?

[suddenlybees]

[ With only Kano's questionably accurate notes to go off of, it'll be a trial. There's hints to whether the scale is meant to go up or down, but since he can't hit the proper notes, all Héctor gets is that vague direction or up or down, without knowing to what note. The pacing is there, slow and steady, with a very simple tempo, but as Kano squeezes his eyes shut and listens to Héctor play, a little frown works its away onto his face. ]

Hmmmm... We're going to need a lot of polishing up, I think!! Can you make your guitar sound a little sadder??

[ Play whatever that was in a D minor or G minor key, maybe, for melancholic overtones. Maybe that would help. Not that Kano has any musical knowledge to contribute anything more than "make it sadder." ]

[unpocoloco]

[On the bright side, he's been given enough requests over the years to know that when someone says to make it sadder, they usually mean minor key. Maybe even rubato.

He smiles and adjusts, trying again with the same finger patterns on different notes, strummed a little softer and slower.]

Any closer?

[suddenlybees]

[ Softer, slower... it's a little closer, but the sentiment just isn't the same. The notes— they can figure out the notes later, they're not the most important part of this song. Perhaps the problem is- rather than a guitar or a violin-- ]

If we go to the music building, can you play the cello there?

[ The violin. The cello. The viola. Instruments in this family, the closest there is to the human voice. ]

[unpocoloco]

[He sighs, smiling apologetically.]

I'm sorry. We could go there but... I'm not a cello player. Anything I'd attempt on that wouldn't be quite right. We could give it a shot but you might have more luck with an actual cello player.

[suddenlybees]

Ehh, aren't they the same thing? They've all got strings, and you can pluck them or ...bow them! [ Whatever the proper terminology is for playing a violin with a bow.

He huffs a little sigh, leaning back. ]

Well, since you're here already, we can keep trying with what we've got. Do you really not recognize the song at all? Or can give me any hints on how to Google it??