#i'm reminded of modern au mara :V

[impish-happenings]

*the anon gave a lazy and playful smirk before they strummed another set of notes* nah i meant like uh hanging out'n stuff! s'all but it's just our ways'n style of work'n fun are a bit different is all! wouldn't mix well ya dig?! s'no need to alarm yo self! *the anon winked a goofy smile plastered on their face* tho i got to say under the circumstances ya ain't s'bad ta hang with! your nice to those ya like'n that i can respect!

Mara snorted, dropping what was left of her defensive posture. They sounded harmless enough. Respectful, even. No need to get up in arms about it. “Fair enough. I don’t tend to get along with plenty of folks. Doesn’t bother me much,” she mused. “... that being said, being rude to the few people in this world that I actually like wouldn’t get me far, now would it?” 

She let her gaze travel lazily over the anon. She didn’t recognize the instrument they held, but something about it struck a chord in her. She knew she wanted one. “What’s that y’got there, anyways? Some kinda weird violin?” 

Mara, no. You don’t know instruments.