FIFTY-SIX souls » it's been a while

[martelandmany]

[For the first time in a while, Martel can be found sitting in one of the grassy areas of Luceti, eyes closed, playing her panpipes

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[Voice]

[martelandmany]

[She recognizes Sheik, mostly because... well, who else has a lyre?

She'll keep playing, though. It's been quite a while since they've played together.]

[Voice]

[martelandmany]

[And it does. She lowers her panpipes, and you can hear a smile in her voice:] Sheik, I hope you've fared well.

[merepuppet]

[In the distance is a Kadaj. That Kadaj is watching (in an open area, mind you) with narrowed eyes. He still doesn't like Martel. :|]

[martelandmany]

[She knows he's there. No other way to explain it besides 'she sensed it'. There's just something about killing her that puts you on her radar. Either way, she doesn't even open an eye (he's far enough away that he isn't so dangerous yet), but her music does shift from happy and calm to slightly darker, more edgy. Call it 'hello'.]

[merepuppet]

[The change in the music causes him to laugh bitterly. He hadn't expected such a hello, but he liked it. He slowly approaches, not too close as to bring alarm, but not far enough that she could consider herself safe.]

[martelandmany]

[Her greeting pleased Kadaj? That's odd. Nothing about her pleases Kadaj. She makes sure not to appear worried as he approaches, continuing his song until the ending, when she lowers her panpipes to her lap and turns her eyes to the visitor, almost expectantly.

It's odd, how just the presence of either remnant makes her act just a little bit darker, herself.]

[Voice]

[martelandmany]

[She lets the music fade.] A very long time, if I recall.

[Voice]

[martelandmany]

Well, thank you. [A smile. Then a slightly dry laugh.] Shame I can't cook for you anymore, or that offer would be the next thing from my mouth.

[feline_nonsense]

[Why, what's this? Cat's a dream, but Alice was never what you might call musically-inclined so this is none too close to his area of familiarity.

But as they say, cats are curious and he pads forward to listen and learn.]

[martelandmany]

[She senses the cat, and opens one eye to see what's approaching... Good goddess that's a creepy cat. But she's not gonna judge, just continue to play. She'll finish the song eventually, though, and lower the panpipes to her lap, looking at the cat in curiosity.]

[feline_nonsense]

[Well, he'd smile reassuringly at you, but he's quite certain that if end results are worth quantifying, the likeliest isn't hardly worth the bother.]

Birds of a feather can make quite the racket, but I've never heard anything quite like yours.

[voice]

[tobecomeaknight]

[ Ramza is unsure if he should be interrupting, yet... there is another side to good manners, and it is the one he decides to pursue this time. ]

Your music is quite beautiful, milady. Thank you for playing it.

[voice]

[martelandmany]

[She lets the music fade out, smiling now at the camera.] Why, thank you. It's no trouble, for me... I enjoy it.

[voice]

[tobecomeaknight]

I would never doubt that. It takes a heart that truly loves music to play something so graceful.