He stopped and stretched then took a long sip before setting his whistle down. "Memories can be found or lost in music." He chugged the last of his drink and layers back in his seat and took the whistle to his lips playing a sour note then closed his eyes and went back to playing.
Posted: Fri Apr 09, 2021 9:48 pm
*walks back into the cantina looking around the place scanning everything as she went to her usual dark corner table and sat down after giving the second chair across from her a toss across to another table, still looking around the room and humphs* Live music, in this chaavla sa shebs be'striili!