Marcus Fineman [OC] - Multidimensional Bar of Your Choice

[mm_danii]

Marcus is at the piano.

He's been 'here' for a while, and for a guy who's been Bound, he's taking it rather well.

He's grinning anyway.

But Marcus is also playing, a simple lilting melody that he hums along to, his throat a little sore from the cold out back. He has a little sign up, just a piece of paper that's been bent in half.

I take

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[claravoyant]

Clara walks up to read what the sign says with some measure of curiosity, head tilted to the side.

Once she reads it, she steps back to the bar and returns with a slip of paper that she sets on the piano.

Iberia: Rondena?

[mm_danii]

He pulls the piece of paper over with one hand, takes a look, and grins.

"Yeah, I can do that."

And he starts in with that grin still on his face.

[claravoyant]

She takes a seat at the spot nearest to the piano without actually being on the bench with him and folds her lands politely on her lap.

And she stays completely still for the entire piece.

[mm_danii]

He looks over to her curiously when he finishes.

[killitwith_fire]

And there's someone watching him, and listening.

Axel can sense the fire, but he's more or less enjoying the music, so he'll wait until the guy's done before he says anything.

[mm_danii]

"You want me to play something?"

He doesn't turn away from the piano. He's just curious.

[killitwith_fire]

"I... don't know," Axel says. He hadn't considered the question. "Do you know anything fiery?" It's the sort of thing that would speak to his soul.

[mm_danii]

He plays the first few lines of something with a touch of fire to it.