| Moment of Awesome: Billy Kaplan/Wiccan: As part of her pickpocketing exam, Hope Abbott has to retrieve chess pieces from various mansion folks. A Billy enjoying some downtime is one of them.
50 degrees was barely outdoors weather, but after the winter's yoyo temperatures, Billy wasn't going to chance letting it pass by. He'd found a semi-secluded corner of the garden, parked himself on a large overturned planting pot, and sounds of guitar chords floated across the yard, occasionally pausing while he scribbled down ideas.
Her two hours were nearly up... she was pretty sure of that. So she had moved outside in the hope of perhaps finding someone over there who had one of the chess pieces. The faint sound of music lured towards it's source and she smiled when she saw Billy playing the guitar. "How is it going? For what I could hear, you are working well..."
"Hey, Hope," Billy greeted as he looked up at placed the voice. "Thanks. This is just tinkering. You should come to a real show, sometime." He tucked the guitar pick between the strings, laying the instrument across his lap. "It's going pretty good. Just enjoying the weather while it lasts. How about you?"
"It was getting kind of stuffy inside and I wanted to get some fresh air. What were you working on?" As he had put down his guitar, she spied a small queen chess piece peeking out from his left pocket. She took a seat at his left side and gestured towards where he had been making his notes. "May I see?"
Billy flashed the pad toward her long enough to reveal a mash-up of musical notes, guitar chords, lyrics, and cryptic shorthand. "You're welcome to, though I doubt it would make sense to anyone but me. I could play you a bit, though, if you want."
"I thought I saw a bit that looked familiar..." Hope leaned closer to get another look, her hand closest to Billy moving towards his pocket. "There on the left." She pointed it out and hummed the tune. "I recognize it from my violin lessons." Her hand flashed out and pulled out the piece, tucking it away in her own pocket.
"You're pretty good at sight reading," Billy complimented, not catching the sleight of hand trick. "We should play together sometime. I don't do a lot of classical guitar, but it's fun at times, and I probably have a duet or two somewhere in my sheet music."
"It's been a while since I played the violin, but I would enjoy that." Hope pulled her phone from her pocket, pretending to have had a message and frowned at it. "I am sorry, Billy, but it seems I have to make a phonecall..."
"No problem," Billy said, giving a small wave. "If I can find that music, I'll drop it by your room at some point so you can look it over. Thanks for stopping by."
"I look forward to it. I hope you have a good day!" With those words, Hope continued on her way.