Austria :: 12

[gesangvoll]

Who: gesangvoll and herr_angrybl
Where: Austria's house
Style: Whatever you want
Status: Semi-open? People living in Austria's house can join in, just ask first.

[It had been some time since Austria had the opportunity to hear one of his famed composers perform live, given that, you know, most of them had passed away and the music in 1914 was rather different than the

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[herr_angrybl]

*He arrived to Austria five minutes past the promised time, largely due to the throwing of pumpkins to his general directions. Blasted things.

But he was in one piece and in clean state. Carrying a folder of scores in his one hand, Beethoven pressed the doorbell (something he had learned to use upon arriving in Somarium), waiting for the master of the house to answer.

... And something smelled rather delicious.*

[gesangvoll]

[When the doorbell rang, Austria stopped trying to perfect the way the table was set. After all, he couldn't just have anyone do it for him, it had to be perfect and Austrian for Beethoven. It might have wound up over-decorated, but that's better than under-decorated, right? Anyway, Austria headed over to the door, trying to conceal his excitement, and opened it for Beethoven.]

It's wonderful to see you again, Beethoven. I trust you've been well?

[herr_angrybl]

I have been well, thank you Mr. Edelstein. Of course I'm not counting the random pumpkin throwings in the streets.

*With a court nod, he stepped inside the house ... to find it decorated as if Mr. Edelstein was holding some sort of exquisite party. He thought the man was on the side of an elitist, but now he think he's more of a perfectionist. Or both. Okay choose your words carefully Mr.B.*

This is ... well thought-out.

[gesangvoll]

[see, with you being you, Beethoven, you could get away with insulting him. The only thing is Austria would emo forever if that happened.]

No, no, this is the least I could do, really. Do you like it?