✄ one more time...

[sicilia_graecia]

[ he has always liked Fur Elise. he really has, but sitting at the piano in one of the rooms is really driving him nuts. Two four, three four, three eight, three eight--yeah. luckily he's calm enough to play it through twice before stopping and sighing. his side hurts; and though he doesn't want to use it as an excuse, he will. after all, his

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[jachium]

[ She's quiet when she sneaks in, wanting to listen to it. How long has it been--three months? Maybe more? And she's good at picking up on your mood, man. Though she's worried, she'll just stand by and listen, sliding up behind him. ]

[sicilia_graecia]

[ course he's not gonna notice her. far too busy with the piano in front of him and his side. he hums and finishes up once more, cracking his neck in discomfort. ] Merda...

[jachium]

[ She frowns, finally deciding to make her presence known. ] Papa?

[sicilia_graecia]

[ ...yeah, he's getting rusty. his head snaps over to look at the girl, lips quirking into a slight smile. ] Hey there, Skylark...

[jachium]

Wh-what's wrong...? Did something happen to you?

[sicilia_graecia]

What? Oh, no...nothing happened, persay. Why?

[jachium]

...your playing--it was tense and your posture was off. Your fingers seemed to be shaking and your eyes were distant.

[sicilia_graecia]

...am I really that easy to read? Damn.

[jachium]

You are very easy to read--but that's only because I know what to look for. [ She smiles. ] Papa, why don't you play some more? It's been a long time since I've heard you play.

[sicilia_graecia]

[ just. kill his ego, why don't you? kill it. staaaab it. ]

...what do you want me to play?