[He looks up from the contraption, brushing some hair out of his eyes--his clothes currently don't fit and he's currently wearing Salieri's shirt, which is way too big and goes about down to his knees. He blinks when he notices Austria, and he bites his lip for a second, before coming over to him]
Pardon me, sir, but I was wondering if you could tell me where I am?
[And now there is another child, Mozart. Dressed in his clothing, which is definitely too big for him, he comes running into the room.]
Papa! Papa!
[But then he sees everybody and promptly stops, staring for a moment and then bows to them, just like his father taught him to, giving them a smile. Good children act like ones, they don't go yelling in the house. or so his Papa says.]
Why would I bring a child home, Hungary? I don't even know his name, he was simply here. [Sob, children everywhere. This second child, though. He is familiar. Very familiar.]
[They're surprised? Hungary doesn't even know where to begin with all these children suddenly popping out of no where. She gives Austria a confused look, but one meaning that they'd be talking about this later. She crouches down and smiles at the two.]
Perhaps it would be best to start with what your names are. I'm sure we'll be able to help you once we figure that out.
[He looks at Salieri and shakes his head. He doesn't even know where he is. Or any of these people. But he hears Austria say his name and then she smiles wider.]
He said my name! Wolfgang Mozart! Am I supposed to play for you? Papa--I mean...Father said we were going somewhere else today.
[He bows at Hungary when she leaves because that's what his father taught him to do. Need to show respect to everybody and all that. This is years before he started to rebel.]
Munich, sir. I am set to play for the court there.
[well...this is boring. Salieri feels ignored, and anyway he needs to head out before he misses his brother's recital or his father finds out he's ran away again and punishes him. So he's going to back up a bit slowly, then a little faster....and then attempt to quickly slip around the corner of the hall before making a run for the door. In bare feet. Lets see how well this goes]
[looks between Mozart, and where Salieri used to be. What do. Give him a second to think things through.]
Sali--Antonio, where do you think you're going? Get back here this instant! [but of course, demanding children to come back whenever doesn't work. Not that Austria knows this, of course. What do, what do, what do. He doesn't want to leave Mozart, but Salieri has run away. Extending his hand to Mozart. You will have to come with him, clearly.]
I'm not an acquaintance of the Elector of Bavaria, however I--[was. He might look a bit sad remembering long dead empresses and all that, but who knows? It's hard to tell with Austria.] am close with Empress Maria Theresa of Austria. I don't want to risk you running off, as well, so come with me, if you would.
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Pardon me, sir, but I was wondering if you could tell me where I am?
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This is Somarium. A better question might be why are you in my home, however. [sob, he doesn't recognize babylieri]
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Roderich? Who are you speaking to? [And then she sees bablieri and she looks a bit questioningly from her husband to the child.]
Did you bring him home without telling me?
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Papa! Papa!
[But then he sees everybody and promptly stops, staring for a moment and then bows to them, just like his father taught him to, giving them a smile. Good children act like ones, they don't go yelling in the house. or so his Papa says.]
Hello! Do you know where my father is?
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No. Do you know where mine is?
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Why would I bring a child home, Hungary? I don't even know his name, he was simply here. [Sob, children everywhere. This second child, though. He is familiar. Very familiar.]
...Mozart?
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Perhaps it would be best to start with what your names are. I'm sure we'll be able to help you once we figure that out.
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He said my name! Wolfgang Mozart! Am I supposed to play for you? Papa--I mean...Father said we were going somewhere else today.
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I, ah... where did your father say you were going today, Moz-Wolfgang?
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Roderich, perhaps you could stay with them for a moment? I'll go find them some proper clothing. They can't stay like that.
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Munich, sir. I am set to play for the court there.
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Sali--Antonio, where do you think you're going? Get back here this instant! [but of course, demanding children to come back whenever doesn't work. Not that Austria knows this, of course. What do, what do, what do. He doesn't want to leave Mozart, but Salieri has run away. Extending his hand to Mozart. You will have to come with him, clearly.]
I'm not an acquaintance of the Elector of Bavaria, however I--[was. He might look a bit sad remembering long dead empresses and all that, but who knows? It's hard to tell with Austria.] am close with Empress Maria Theresa of Austria. I don't want to risk you running off, as well, so come with me, if you would.
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But Salieri is running off and this looks like a game and since his father doesn't seem to be around here right now, he can go play.
So off he goes, chasing after Salieri.]
Wait for me!
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