Lazily walking along the sidewalk a battered guitar case in one hand. Tuesday hums, the sun was nearing it's zenith, today was indeed a lazy one. The Enchantress only just climbed out of bed, and ate a nice and fulfilling breakfast; one melted candy bar.
As her hazel eyes look for the prefect spot, she reaches within, and pushing outward, the Enchantress sees the Imago form as she twists Fate in her own favor.
Plopping her ass on a convenient bench, she sets her guitar case on the ground in front of her, opening it, she takes an equally battered acoustic guitar from within. Spinning the battered case around with her foot, the Acanthus sets about seeing to her guitar. Calloused fingers feel the strings, before strumming them a ear open for the sounds. With a sigh, she begins the ardous (but expected) task of re-tuning her baby.
Once that's done Tuesday settles her guitar on her lap and begins to play, the intro giving her enough time to close her eyes and sway to the melody she's creating. Once her voice is added to the song, she waits until just....then to start tapping her foot in time with the beat.
2 suxx Winds of Chance3 suxx Singing!4 suxx Playing the guitar!