Opus No.2 // Text I

[herr_angrybl]

I believe there is a doctor in Somarium. This weather is causing my ears to act up.

I would like some assistance.

Comments

[gesangvoll]

[Hello, Beethoven, he is worried now.]

What exactly do you require assistance with, Beethoven?

[herr_angrybl]

There was a certain medicine I use to take in Wien. ... I was hoping to obtain it.

[gesangvoll]

Do you perhaps know the name of the medication? That may speed things up, after all. [Because he will totally go look for it if Beethoven asks.]

[herr_angrybl]

Of course. It was [ insert some kind of lead-base outdated medicine here ].

[gesangvoll]

I am sure they have something like it here, anyway. Perhaps even something better! There are doctors from quite some time into my future here, after all.

[herr_angrybl]

... A better one, you say. Although the time diversity here is somewhat disturbing to hear, I suppose an advanced medicine can only do me good.

[gesangvoll]

Disturbing, yes, but also useful in some ways such as health care and things of that nature. [sob, Beethoven, you weren't the one that heard your empire collapses along with your marriage in a few years. But he likes to ignore that whole thing.]

[herr_angrybl]

And the masses were excited about the new science that was emerging back home. It's a wonder ... *True ... but you also didn't hear that your idol/mentor Mozart was a crazy maniac. Which, probably was a good thing.*

[gesangvoll]

It is indeed, isn't it? But again, it is not like it is a bad thing. [Naaah, he knew the real Mozart. A bit odd at times, yes, but not a crazy maniac.]

[herr_angrybl]

Of course not. The new way of thinking was for the good. Despite the troubles with the Church.*

*Because lol believe it or not he's Catholic.*