A Little Serenade [Open|Active]

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Characters:Roderich Edelstein and OPEN
Location:Dorm Room B60
Time:After classes, before dinner
Content:Roderich is bored and maybe possibly a little homesick. So what does he do? Play the violin of course. Feel free to poke, prod, say hello and point out any mistakes your character may hear.
Format:OP will be third, feel free to answer either way

Comments

Ahhh, my tag will be horrible, probably

[hagyjbeken]

With the weather barring any attempts for outside exploration, it only left Elizaveta to wander the school itself. Which, in the long run, was probably not the best of ideas in case she somehow found herself lost in the silly labyrinth of a thing. No matter, though, certainly there had been rhyme or reason behind everything.

The seemingly quietly, save for the student talking; hallways were something of a bother to her. Though, quite quickly, she caught sound of actual music, none of this gross American things she kept hearing amongst the students and such. Curiosity taking over her mind she made her way to the cracked door, peeking in to see who it was.

...Of course it would be her luck to be someone she knew, of course.

But I've been waiting for you to tag!

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As Elizaveta probably knew from long experience spying on Roderich when he was playing, there was very little that could break the musician's concentration while he was playing. And her peeking at him through the door was not enough for that to happen. There was a rather familiar prickling sensation on the back of his neck, but he was rather used to it and so kept playing. Once he was done he flipped through the folder full of sheet music that he kept, looking for something new to play.

Lies, I say. xD

[hagyjbeken]

When the opportunity presented itself, particularly when changing music, was her best bet of interruption. Thus she took the imitative, deciding that interrupting through saying something was better than just barging in, of course.

"Roderich?" She questioned, voice keeping to a fairly soft tone for the time being, it just seemed right to do so.

Nonsense, I never lie!

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Roderich blinked at the voice. He had "spoken" to her yes, but only over the network, with text. It hadn't really seemed real until he heard her quiet voice behind him. He had to pause for a moment in an effort to quell his surprise, finally turning around with a small smile on his face.

"Elizaveta. It has been quite awhile. Please, do come in." He was trying to keep calm, and he thought that he was succeeding, but it was hard to tell, especially since he was so nervous about seeing her again.

Sure, sure~

[hagyjbeken]

The nervousness really wasn't just him, this was feeling a good bit awkward and weird to her as well. She wasn't entirely sure what he thought of her still and that was, truly, something that was playing at the back of her mind. However, she kept herself pretty composed despite her feelings, making her way into the room and quietly closing the door behind her.

"Not as long as I had thought it would be," she replied, trying to hold onto a smile. It was hard not to, but it all depended on what type and if she wasn't careful it'd dissolve into something more akin to force or nervous on the same vein. "That piece sounded familiar, Bach?"

I was hoping for a certain Prussian to tag, but sob it doesn't look like he will

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Roderich's eyes flicked over Elizaveta's shoulder to the now closed door. He was grateful for the privacy on the one hand, but on the other he had no idea if either of them could get in trouble for that. He knew his parents would never have allowed it, but this place was very different from his parent's home.

"Yes, that's true." He faltered after that, not sure where to go with the conversation. He hadn't even had a chance to say goodbye, hadn't even been informed that she had been let go until he asked one of the other servants about it. What was he supposed to do now? Needless to say that he was grateful for something else to talk about. "Yes, one of his violin sonatas." Now what? He flailed mentally, trying to figure out what to say next to her. "Are you enjoying it here so far?" There, nice and safe.

/petpets D:

[hagyjbeken]

As far as the door thing went, she was fairly sure that as long as they weren't actually doing anything against the rules that it would be perfectly fine and innocent. Though this was just her taking a stab in the dark at the whole thing. Really, that was the last thing on her mind though.

It wasn't as if she was holding some sort of grudge against him because of the lack of a farewell back then, it had been a rather quick process and pretty much escorted out right then and there. Though the fact she didn't even get to say a single word to him before leaving was something that had bothered her quite a bit, though it seemed that things would be turning around for the better, at least.

"I suppose I am, I do miss home still, but nothing will ever really compare to home. Especially with the fact I have to share a room with someone I've never even met." She left out the language barrier situation once more, already having harped on that enough. "And yourself? From the way you spoke, I assume you haven't been here that long, either?"

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Roderich just tended to be very careful about how other people perceived things, a closed door when there was more than one person, and of opposing genders, was asking for things to be misconstrued, whether anything happened or not.

"Yes, I seem to be missing my roommate, I haven't had a chance to talk to him yet." He knew the boy's name and had seen the books for his classes, but otherwise he knew next to nothing about him. "I think I might have gotten here a day or two before you did, long enough to move in most of my things." He does remember the problem of her language barrier of course, but he doesn't want to mention it. He had offered to help, and if she wants the help then he will happily assist, but he doesn't want her to feel pushed to accept him it.