Swans Don't Teach Music Class

[mutesician]

Characters: Louis and Fortitude students/sneaky Conquest students/lost teachers/okay, anyone
Format: Either
This log is: open
Location: Music room
Summary: Louis attempts to teach a class about music despite having forgotten how to play his own trumpet.
Warnings: May contain hideous screeching noises when Louis attempts to play his trumpet.

BEFORE CLASS
Louis was desperately trying to play his trumpet. Each time he touched it, though, a pain went through his head, and he had to withdraw. The one time he actually managed to bring it to his beak, all that came out were fairly unmusical screechings. His wings slumped. How could he teach if he couldn't even play anymore?

START OF CLASS
Louis stood in front of the classroom, trying to look stern. On the chalkboard behind him, he had written a question: "Who already knows how to play an instrument?"

Comments

[stoatallymad]

[Firifale looks nervous as he raises his hand. Nope, sorry, it's not because he knows how to play an instrument.]

...Can't read? Help?

Laaaaaaaaaaate. Whoops.

[mutesician]

[Louis comes waddling over with Rose's communicator. He quickly types on it.]

do you play an instrument.

No such thing!

[stoatallymad]

Instrument... [He has heard that word, yes? It was... it was...]

Ah! The one with the twee-deetle-dee! [Miming some kind of woodwind there. Then, abruptly, a look of intense disdain darkens his usually bright face. He's only seen one musician before. They didn't get on.]

No.

Re: No such thing!

[mutesician]

[Louis is surprised at the sudden dark expression. Surely it can't be that bad?]

you dont like instruments. that was a question. [This is how you make up for not knowing the procedure for question mark-typing, right?]

Re: No such thing!

[stoatallymad]

[It wasn't that bad, but nobody's ever accused him of being reasonable or mature.]

No. Squeaky and loud and rude, and never shares blankets!

[Yeah, he might be projecting the musician onto the instrument there. Just a bit.]

[mutesician]

[He blinks in surprise. Quick typing happens.]

are you talking about the musician. a musician isn't the same as their instrument.

[stoatallymad]

No?

[This seems to surprise him. It's true, of course, when he stops to think about it. Still, he proceeds with caution.]

Noooooooo... Instruments not all bad, then?