♫ 24 | accidental voice (set in early morning)

[refinedmaestro]

[Today was that day once more. Frederic knew it in his heart that this day would come again, however part of him wish it didn't. Sitting at his newly moved piano in his own music room at the new apartment, he begins playing Mozart's Piano Sonata No.8 K.310 in A minor Movement No. 2 concentrating and becoming lost in his own world that is the piano

Comments

[Written]

[neverplaysfair]

Beautiful.

[ It's not entirely clear when Joshua wrote it, but he certainly didn't want to disturb the playing. So that's all he writes, and then he sits back and listens as the music plays on. ]

[Written]

[refinedmaestro]

Thank you for listening.

[Written]

[neverplaysfair]

What's the occasion?

[Written]

[refinedmaestro]

Does there need to be an occasion for me to play piano?

[lostinmyway]

[Grune hasn't been having a very good day, either. After the departure of one of her friends, she's been trying to keep her spirits up, as well as those of her housemates, but she's a little tired now.

When she hears the music coming from her journal, she stops to listen. After Frederic has played his own composition and is taking a break, she says quietly:] That was very pretty. You play the piano so well.

[refinedmaestro]

Thank you Miss Grune, I'm very happy my music soothed you.

[lostinmyway]

Are those your favourite pieces?

[refinedmaestro]

I felt they fit my feelings of today.

voice

[soracles]

[Frederic is going to hear some very light applause coming from his journal once the music stops and he gets a minute.]

voice

[refinedmaestro]

[Frederic hears the applauds and smiles.] Thank you.

voice

[soracles]

And thank you for letting us all listen to it!

voice

[refinedmaestro]

It makes me delighted to hear you enjoyed the music, Sora.

written; laaaaate ;o;

[bloodypocket]

[The sound of the piano, which he has direly missed since arrival in the village catches Eyes' attention at once. While he listens to the performance quietly, occasionally his fingers will twitch in recognition of the pieces, longing to play the notes out himself. There is no applause when Frederic finishes, only a question:]

Do you practice often?

written; it's okay!

[refinedmaestro]

[Frederic sees the written message to him on the journal and replies to it.]

Yes, as much as my schedule allows it.

written;

[bloodypocket]

Your schedule? What other things do you do in the village?

written;

[refinedmaestro]

I teach at the local school and give private piano lessons at my home.