Right after Ami unpacked and brushed her teeth (trains had always made her feel icky), she'd slipped away from the mass of students and scoured the enormous castle top to bottom, searching for a piano. Finally, on the fifth floor, she'd found a piano in an empty classroom (presumably Music) that sorely needed tuning.
Now, perched at the edge of the piano bench, Ami drummed her fingers on the black and white keys, searching, yearning for something to play. Something familiar, something that could fill the empty hole inside of her. To her surprise, her hands started moving of their own accord, flying across the opening riffs of Two Beds and a Coffee Machine. When it came time for the verse, she couldn't stand to open her mouth to sing, but just played the whole song instrumental. She finished with an adlibbed flourish and dropped her hands in her lap.
Last edited by Ami Procoppio on 29th April 2018, 11:52 pm, edited 5 times in total.
she's got that whole purpose-driven warrior-princess save-the-world type of vibe
STA: 7 | AGI: 6 | STR: 12 | CTL: 10