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[He didn't know what sudden whim had prompted him to suddenly test the extent of the gift he'd been bestowed, turning on the feed to one of the more spacious rooms of Draupnir with him sitting neatly at the piano. Maybe it was the lack of any proper sleep over the last several days as some may notice at this point, but he begins with a short piece that should do more than enough to stir feelings of nostalgia and comfort to those who hear it, perhaps even coax into a warm sense of tiredness. Those close enough might find their surroundings thinly veiled by fog, but it was little enough that they might not even notice after some distance.
However, the music evolves into another melody that quickly disperses the somber peace of before and replaces it with a sense of urgency, sadness, but at the same time an overwhelming hope and plea. Those who knew Eyes Rutherford personally would never have suspected such strong emotions were coming from his creation, and te powerful loneliness would be the most poignant of anything else felt.
But halfway through his hands stop and fall to his sides, the pianist closing his eyes and bowing his head almost as though in prayer as the soft illusions created by him fade. He won't finish it just yet.]
However, the music evolves into another melody that quickly disperses the somber peace of before and replaces it with a sense of urgency, sadness, but at the same time an overwhelming hope and plea. Those who knew Eyes Rutherford personally would never have suspected such strong emotions were coming from his creation, and te powerful loneliness would be the most poignant of anything else felt.
But halfway through his hands stop and fall to his sides, the pianist closing his eyes and bowing his head almost as though in prayer as the soft illusions created by him fade. He won't finish it just yet.]
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I'm a singer, back home -- singing is my passion, though I do know piano and drumset. [ she pauses a moment, because she's not sure if this is jumping the gun or not but... ]
Would you be interested in performing in a concert?
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That would depend on the purpose behind the concert, and how many are already to participate. It has been some time since the theatre was used by the Travellers for something like that extensively.
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It's meant to be a social event -- to relax and to unwind while enjoying some music. It's a bit informal, but I think it'll serve its purpose well.
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Francis, Euridice, Kaworu and Enrique. Do you know of them?
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I know it's a bit short on time, since I'm telling you a little later than the others. If we decide to do this, we can practice as much as you see fit.
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Simply inform me of what times convenience you best, and I will tell you when I am able. Or have you not yet found employment in the city?
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[ she hums, thinks for a moment ] My schedule hasn't been filled up too much yet. Perhaps in the afternoon, two or three times a week until the performance?
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That would work fine, though I don't think you've offered me your name yet.
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-- I'm sorry, where are my manners? I'm Luka Megurine.
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In the event we do continue through with this, my name would be Eyes Rutherford and I may be found here often.
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