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Timeless. The music of the 20th century, while songs endured time's gaze, struggled to transcend like the music of the previous centuries. Notes written by master craftsman for instruments whose simplistic beauty stood the test of time.
In the academy's music room, Sean had sat himself at the piano and began to play. Knowing every stroke of the keys by heart, his fingers dance about in his trance. He continues to play on, completely oblivious to his surroundings as he plays.
"Oh wow, that's pretty good. So you like... do all kinds of artistic stuff. Don't you?"
Eric asked from the doorway, leaning against the frame. He'd waited for the song to end before speaking up, afraid of spoiling the moment or causing Sean to mess up.
Sean smirks and holds on his hands before wiggling his fingers.
"Playing an instrument takes a lot of practice, focus, and dexterity. I used it to train my ability to focus using my hands, and by proxy my hands themselves. Then my hands became the conduit my mind used to control my abilities."
"Like last week, there is this bank robbery going on right? Well Emery was bugging me cause he wanted me to get us all guns so we could stop the bad guys. So I oblige and pull out some guns. Freaking cap guns!!!"
Though truth be told he was kind of glad no one got killed. On either side of the conflict.
"When I first learned of my power, a bully in my class was picking on me. It was art and we were making jars of colored sand. I wanted to run away and hide or someone to come save me. I thought of the Lion King."
He chuckles darkly, glad to have learned from the incident.
"Soon a lion of sand was terrorizing my class while I hide under the table. Moral is that your subconscious has a very real affect on your power."