(68/13) Some Music, Man. [Video]

[feline_sonata]

[Oliver is on the bed in his room at Murrue's. He is dressed well, a button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the top few buttons open, and trousers that would have looked better ironed. The PCD is in front of him, on the bed, propped up against something. Next is curled up in his lap, sleeping, and he's fiddling with his violin (pun intended

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[meruculous]

Hey, it's Ollie again.

[feline_sonata]

Oh.

Er.

I didn't mean to bother you. Sorry.

[meruculous]

Huh?

Since when did I say it was a bother?

[feline_sonata]

I didn't mean to send it out.

[meruculous]

Still not a bother though, cheer up.

[feline_sonata]

Oh...all right.

Do you like music?

[meruculous]

That's a bit better.

Music? 'Course, who doesn't.

[feline_sonata]

I only have my violin, but...any requests?

[meruculous]

Do you know that song by the guy, what's his name, Bach.

Think it's called Air something or other.

[feline_sonata]

Bach...Bach...I think I can remember some Bach...er.

How's...er...no...was it this?

[He starts to play this song.]

[meruculous]

That's the one.

You're really good at playin' stuff, you know?

[feline_sonata]

Oh...you're lucky. I only know four or five peices he wrote I can play on a violin. Maybe four or five. I know more Mozart, really.

Er.

Well, I used to practice a lot.

[meruculous]

I've never really heard a lot of music in general, they always played the same couple of things over and over inside. I only know the name of that one 'cause the landlady told me when she caught me humming it.

Practice really does make perfect then.

Strikes gone.

[feline_sonata]

...inside?

Oh, er. Well. I mean, yeah. Mum's a music teacher. Among other things like nuts.

And I've had lotsa tachers who say I'm a prodigy...heh. Pick up music real easy and all. Still, plenty of people who aren't play just beautifully, anyway, right?

'Course, I also used to play music two or three hours a day, every day. So. Lotsa practice.

[meruculous]

Yeah, inside. In the wards.

Sounds like you had a really good environment for that type of thing an' all.

People that pick it up naturally sound better than some of the other people though.

[feline_sonata]

The wards? Like...hospital wards?

Eh, I suppose. I was lucky, I guess.

Maybe, but here's how I see it: if you like to play music, then you were made to play music. It's just that simple. I might have a talent for it, but I still practised daily. Most people don't...but they don't have to. I wanted to, 's all.