The Sound of Silence [Open!]

[deinennazihoden]

Characters: Hugo Stiglitz, OPEN.
Setting: The Grand Room
Time: Day 20
Summary: Hugo is exploring again.
Warnings: None.

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[businessfella]

Everything around the house seemed a little different with daylight illuminating the halls and rooms. Sinclair hadn't seen any monsters and hoped that the monsters were gone. At least, for the time being. It was a good time to explore more of the house while there was a feeling of security.

Sinclair's eyes wandered the halls he walked through and he took mental notes of any rooms he did not notice before. Soon, he found himself back by the Grand Room. It took a moment for it to register. The room was almost foreign without the large glow from the fireplace. Yet, the room didn't place much of an interest to him until he heard a stray note come from the piano.

Carefully, he peeked his head in the room. There was another man standing by the piano and hopefully, he wouldn't harm Sinclair. "Greetings, mister," He took a few steps into the room. "You know how to play that fancy instrument?"

[deinennazihoden]

Hugo turned his head sharply to stare at the other man in the doorway, taking him in. Well, he wasn't German, and he wasn't a ghost if he was about in daytime-- For now, this was good enough for Hugo.

"No. Rich people play piano."

[businessfella]

"That ain't exactly true." Sure, Sinclair was a little full of himself but honestly, he used to be rich. He could relate, even if it was mostly bluffing. "Got quite the full wallet myself and I never bothered learning to play the thing."

Carefully, he stepped closer, trying to make the conversation less uncomfortable.

[deinennazihoden]

The movement made Hugo's gaze on the man sharpen and gain even more focus. His personal space wasn't that terribly large, however, and he wasn't too worried about the other man interfering with it, yet.

"Poor do not play at all." Hugo snorted. "Not about all rich people playing. Just no poor."