.chasm.
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Alysa was perched on one of the lower amps, resting her elbow on her knee and her head on her hand. Her other hand was cluthing her red bass guitar tightly, up on the fretboad. She sat up suddenly, pulling her bass closer and resting it on her leg, and she started to pick a random riff, too quiet to be heard over the babble when the guitar wasn't plugged in. She cast her eyes over the room while she played, noticing Sasha at an upright piano pushed against the wall, playing simple five finger scales. Sasha spun around on the stool, facing Trent. "What if we do a mash-up? That could work..."
(Yay, there's finally an RP that I can be an expert in :3)
(Yay, there's finally an RP that I can be an expert in :3)