Notes of Affection 2

Posted on Fri Sep 25th, 2015 @ 1:10pm by Chief Warrant Officer Jemner

1,293 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: Of Gods and Men
Location: Arboreum
Timeline: Prior to Beautifully Muted

[Arboretum 1830 hours.]
 
The light breeze going through the area was a type of function to freshen the air ducts and do a partial air scrub of the system. It was a cycle that added a little to the scene of the numerous plants and other life growing on this deck. Seated in a lotus style position on a sand colored blanket Softtouch sat with a 6 ft bamboo style; at least in the aesthetics of the wood, flute that came from his home world. The PADD in front of him has something scrolling for him as he seemed to be paying attention to it.
 
He played an old Earth Song with a low pitched voice coming off the speakers of the PADD as though his playing was accompaniment to the singer.
 
"Wise men say, only fools rush in." The recorded voice sang.
 
Those few words were where the flute was in a lower range as it was the beginning and setting a calming slow tempo mood. The notes were as gentle a the light breeze for the first few bars to support the lyrics.
 
"But I can't help falling in love with you" The crooner style slow tempo emphasized each word as the man singing to one he cared for.
 
There was more than one way into the Arboretum, Michelle took the one that was the easiest for her to access. The softer low heel white shoes looked very nice against the green grass and were enough that the had a classic look without over balancing and such. She slowly walked in, taking in the light perfume on the air. It was nice to walk through when the air was moving and flowers were in bloom, it tended to carry to scent to a person. Same as the scent there were notes of a song on the air. As she walked along the lyrics started to whisper in her ear. It was an older sounding song, it reminded her of Earth, on a nice clear night; right around sunset, one of those nice clear and romantic nights.
 
The voice was smooth, a little of the soft side but still masculine and strong. It piqued her ears and she stepped a little faster to be able to hear more.
 
The notes of the flute were getting both longer and lighter as his fingers allowed the breath through his lips filled the voice of the flute and his delicate fingering allowed the harmonious notes of the song to come forth.
 
"As the river flows..." The notes flow out with a slight echo effect like the flowing of water or the passing of winds and the lightness of thoughts upon the breeze.
 
"Gently to the sea..." The music he played was with slight movements of the flute to give more of a circulating style to the flute like the currents of an oceans , so moved the notes he played.
 
"Darling so we go..." The closed eye look of concentration was not like one memorizing but using an ear to bring the notes flowing like the voice hand in hand with the words.
 
The flute and singer intertwined effortlessly and sounded so beautiful, she could almost imagine a candle lit setting or a beautiful moonlit night over a beach as the song went on. She looked for the one she was supposed to meet and as the sound got louder; Michelle rounded a corner to start to see the edges of a rug. Sure enough there, with back to her was Jemnar with a rather large flute. She took a few steps closer, her dress and hair getting lightly tousled in the breeze.
 
"Some things were meant to be..." With this each word was a note that left the was a twitter style notes that lingered for a few seconds. 
 
"Take my hand..." The building of the note as the tempo matched the words reaching out in both note and crooning voice.
 
"Take my whole life too..." This tempo was faster slightly to show the anticipation of the song's words as well as the lightly floating notes with hope in them.
 
"Cause I can't help..."' Each word flowed into the next higher quarter note until he suddenly snapped his fingers and the music stopped; he turned to look over his shoulder with a sly smile of recognition and made eye contact with her; smiling with a wink before gesturing to the open place on the other side of the blanket.
 
The breeze lightly wafted around them; the light scent of Strawberry in the air after dancing across her skin. Michelle's hair was down, her fringe dancing in the breeze; the longer sections were tied back by a simple ribbon that started out white but gradually turned pink by the ends. Tied in a simple bow so the the ends would flow she had positioned it to sit over, around her hair and come back to be tied over her left ear so that it sat flat from the ear across the top of her head. The Dress had a rounded neckline and short sleeves. It started out in a pure white from the shoulder down over the top layer which was 'curve hugging' as her father affectionately called it, dropping and ruffling out as it reached the top of her thighs; a second layer reached from the underside of the dress at the hip to just a little past the knees. The soft pink was more pleated and allowed to flow. Finished off with the white low heels and Michelle's guitar in hand.
 
Softtouch watched in a bit of near awe as Michelle; the supple skinned beauty who had a warmth that was in more than her body. He also had to admit she had the pink of her emotional aura, she was having some fun and he was so very glad that Michelle decided to follow through with his invitation. He offered a hand to help her to sit.
 
She saw Jemnar offer the open spot on the blanket and very carefully took up the spot with the assistance that was offered by Jemanr, tucking her legs under to one side. She smiled as Michelle tuned up the Guitar for a song.
 
Michelle offered a gentle wave as a hello, seeming to have her own song in mind and was kind of itching to 'answer in kind'.  She started to strum and add in a gentle tap to the guitar's side as a way of keeping a base beat. The slightly upbeat sound started with a two one 'drum beat' to the base of it. It had a slight sliding scale to the beat before starting into the lyrics, which after hearing what Jemnar had offered seemed to fit how she felt. Rocking a little as she had before the song seemed to almost surround them.
 
Softtouch felt the tempo into his flute; the music of his planet was also another way to express one self and it was mixed with a lot of improvise following the other's tempo and just be the support of the emotional ties. The passions were what paced the music and if one took the lead it was for another to passionately add and become one with the musical flow. 
 
It did not take him long to get the base line of the song as he felt the medium tones to follow her; no spikes of lulls just an even bit in the middle range like the gentle rush of a spring wind to caress the music they played together. The flute started slower and the pulse of the tempo grew as he played to match her tempo and let the notes fly from the wood echo of the flute. 
 

TBC

 

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