Maestro and NPC's's Story

The maestro clapped his hands for those who could hear it, and gestured for those already out of the vehicle to move inside. He went in first, his cloak swooshing behind him like some sort of wings, and the teachers followed. He entered into the main living room and gestured for everyone to sit down.

Serenity picked up her bags, trying to balance her carry on, and her two suitcases all at once. As she adjusted everything so she could carry it, she had to take a few quicker steps to catch up with everyone, including Damien. As they all sat around, the maestro looked at each of them in turn.

"You are here because you have a talent, but you are also deaf. Some of you maybe more than others, but you are still deaf. This great school was created by Beethoven, a brilliant composer who I'm sure you all know. Here, you will learn how to appreciate music, how to live in society being deaf, and how to compose and play music in and as an orchestra. At the end of your 2 year term here, some of you may choose not to continue for the full 10 year term, and therefore will be let out into the world to do as you please. Some of you, who do not play classical instruments, may be thinking How am I to be in an orchestra? Well, fret not, young ones. You who have not chosen a classical instrument will be given the opportunity to learn one, and everyone will have an opportunity to be in the band, which by band I mean like one of those rock and roll things that make my ears hurt," The maestro pauses in his signing so that his speaking counterpart can catch up to him. After she takes a breath and nods, he continues moving his fingers rapidly. "Some of you may think you are here to form friendships and relationships, and that may be the case seeing as I'm sure you are all mature enough to share a room with the opposite sex, but I don't want any sort of romantic nonsense ruining our chances of wining the prestigious title of Greater England's Greatest Young Orchestra for the 18th year in a row! So, be careful!"

The maestro pulls out a sheet of paper from his pocket and has one of the other teachers hold it for him. As he looks over it, he begins to sign once again. "Room assignments are as follows: Room 1- Nikolas Mikhalkov and Adele Gueren. Room 2- Aiden Markins and Isis Alban. Room 3- Elizabeth Clayworth and Gian Daniele Alfonsi. Room 4- Ty Morton and Bethany Woods, on a side note miss Woods will be arriving late due to a family emergency. And last but certainly not least room 5- Serenity Logan and Damien Rice," The maestro hands a key to each of the male counterparts in the room pairs, and smiles to all of them. After another one of his brief nods, he leaves the room.

Serenity smiles at Damien, blushing slightly. The only boy she'd ever shared a room with was her brother, but that didn't really bug her that much.

Another man took the floor and began speaking and signing. "Students, welcome. My name is Mr. Holliday, and I am the Music Appreciation teacher. Allow me to introduce my fellow teachers; Miss Marks, she teaches Music Theory; Coach, you're phys ed teacher; Mrs. Caplint, you're history teacher; Mr. Beling, maths; and last but in no way the least, Mrs. Barnes, you're English teacher. We will each help you find your rooms, and after you are settled please do not wander until we come to fetch you for your tour," At his last words and sign, each teacher found a room pair and showed them to five different areas of the house, where each of the five identical rooms were.

Mr. Holliday walked up to Damien and Serenity, smiling. "Speak or sign?" he asked in sign language only.

Serenity smiled. "I can hear, so you may speak or sign, either is fine by me. I know sign language because my older brother is 100% deaf," She spoke and signed out of habit.

"Obviously no: instead I think I should adapt your method....I use to speak with nobody to remember something".Daniel signed with some stops and pauses.His sign-vocabulary was pretty limited.Daniel has a world of his own: that's why sometimes he moves his lips.

"From London! England! I say that it is a splendid place.Never had the chance to visit it,anyway Daniel signed,with a suprised tone.It was the first time he was going to "talk" to a "pure english"."And near the London's Eye...think that I live in Torino and I see the Colosseum only on photoes....there's so much to learn in a lifetime.Unluckly time is never enough.Daniel found out that he was sharing his "little world" with Elisabeth: it happened really a few times.Not even with his dad.
"While....I've been in France once,twice now.I visited Strasbourg.But actually I don't like to travel.I hate travelling by car...I'm claustrophobic.And if you will ever,I really hope no,travel by car and my father is on the steering wheel...I considerate myself lucky having two lungs intact." Daniel signed keeping his smile."Again there's so much to see for the Bravehearts....and so little time".

"Well...do you like reading? I do and pretty much".This time he wanted to start the dialogue.He was a great reader: from Science fictions to spy stories.
Particulary Fantasies and Spy stories.
After a really short while Daniel heard a metallic voice:"All students please report to the dining room, dinner will be held and then tours".He heard the message: the volume was pretty high.
"Seems that it's time to go,Elisabeth right?" Daniel asked looking in her eyes.

Nikolas smiled with a familiar comfort as his anxiety sank away. She had a friendly face; that was certainly reassuring. Replying back with signing with slightly more ease, he spoke back. "He-hello. Yes, w-we sho-should." Miss Marks was patiently waiting beside the two, before turning and walking her way towards their destination, speaking and signing as she kept close to the two who followed after, favoring the right side of the paths and corridors as she did. "This would be the way to your rooms, you should take note of remembering how to get back to here. Getting lost shouldn't be much of a feat, but once you get used to the idea of staying here and being here in general it will become easier to remember." She spoke clearly yet kept up with signing at the same time even if it was slightly behind in sequence with her voice.

He kept quiet, taking in the entire image of the general route, as Miss Marks calmly and briefly kept domain in the conversation to allow he and Adele to not having to come up with small talk as she guided them. It was a short trip nevertheless, and she pointed towards the room that they were assigned, "I hope you enjoy the experience here at Beethoven. There'll be a tour later, so just get settled in for now. I'll see you two very soon, before dinner hopefully. Okay? See you then." She took off with the same smile but he didn't feel as if it was forced in any sort of way. She's quite nice.

Nikolas trailed in first, holding the door quickly so the fellow companion with him would not have the door be shut in her face or be insulted by his lack of manners. "Uhm. W-would yo-you like to have first pi-pick?" He gestured towards the beds before taking in the appearance of the room itself. Placing his luggage bag beside him, he carefully shouldered off his violin case with case alongside with the bag as well. The light coming in from the window was lovely, he felt captivated by it for a few seconds before turning back to Adele. I do hope that she isn't too much of a wild character.


As they took to taking beds, he was in the process of unloading his bag slowly and neatly from habit while his violin case sat on his sheets, when there was an announcement coming into the room, ""All students please report to the dining room, dinner will be held and then tours." The voice was faint to his hearing, but he still was able to hear it's message and put down the pile of pants in his hands with a slight frown. Is it not unnecessary to have PA system for announcements when this is a specialized school for the deaf? He glanced towards his roommate, his stutter more present in his speech as he slowly signed towards her with a smile. "W-would you hap-happen to k-know where th-the dining room-om is? .. Or w-would our guide fro-from ea-earlier be e-escourting us ther-there?"

He smiled, though pondered briefly on the matter of the following after. He signed back, "Yes. Well, that would be a good idea." Following after the pair in front of them as he fell into an automatic like step, Nikolas noticed the lack of conversation that he and she seemed to really have, though "talking" with others wasn't really in him, no matter if he had a lack of awareness to the 'social call', whatever that meant. Nikolas made sure that he wasn't moving too far ahead so he wouldn't leave Adele behind, not really paying too much attention to his surroundings as he would often but rather making sure that he didn't accidentally leave behind his roommate as he was prone to doing before he entered the school as a student.

Though, it would seem that he may have lost some concentration on following after the pair that they were supposed to be able to follow, but the pair had walked off too fast to really catch up to, and he fell at a lose as to what to do as of now. He turned towards Adele, a sheepish smile in apology. He was beginning to sign towards her, "I think we're really lost now." He briefly glanced around, though another presence caught his attention. Oh. Miss Marks. She waved, and came over, and briefly exchanged greetings as she began to lead them to the dining room, where they've been on the right track, sort of. As they did enter the dining room, he looked over the tables and the food that was being presented. Nikolas' stomach growled a bit, and he looked at it like it was crazy, being able to feel the slight vibration in his stomach instead of really hearing it. He must've been more hungry than he realized. Miss Marks parted with the two of them before attending to her own table of seats with other present instructors.

He glanced towards Adele again, signing to her as he stuttered though he wouldn't really mind if she didn't catch what he 'said', "G-guess we ma-made it then-en." That food was beginning to smell really right about now. Though, the lack of the presence of his violin case irked him, just a bit if by only a little.