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Post by gilbscipher on Aug 12, 2015 21:56:34 GMT -5
She hung back for a few seconds, turning on the lights. At once, the large, ornate chandelier lit the room which appeared to be rather old. Plenty of vintage trinkets were idly sitting around, though there seemed to be no layers of dust. If anything, it was surprisingly clean.
Walking over to the piano, her blue fingers brushed over the ivory keys of black and white before sitting down at the cushioned stool. Evelyn's gaze turned to Mordant, and a faint, gentle smile took place on her lips, "Oh? How so?" She inquired, flipping open the book of music which was already there. Bella's Lullaby by Carter Burwell.
"Would you like to hear a song I've been practicing?" Came the soft query.
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Post by Mordant on Aug 13, 2015 14:51:53 GMT -5
Mordant perked up immediately. Music? He loved music.
"Soong? Yess! Music iss good!"
He stared at Evelyn and waited. Not sure what she was doing, but excited for a song. Music was one of the first things he learned he enjoyed. When he was given a small radio he would often play with the knobs and buttons until the pleasant sounds filtered through. He didn't see anything like that around, but he was excited nonetheless. Was she going to pull one out? New worlds were so strange and exciting.
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Post by gilbscipher on Aug 16, 2015 20:13:35 GMT -5
Was taken aback by his overwhelming enthusiasm. Truth be told, she'd never actually played music for someone in a very long time. Perhaps she'd embarrass herself instead? She hoped not.
"Alright, I hope you don't mind a bit of Carter Burwell." She laughed, straightening her posture and setting her foot upon the peddle on the far right.
Within seconds, a delicate back and forth between notes wafted from the instrument, chords and held out sounds filling the room. She took a deep breath as she shifted into the melody with her right hand and the harmony with her left. Evelyn was silently hoping Mordant liked the song; it wouldn't have been very satisfying to create a tune for someone who didn't enjoy it.
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Post by Mordant on Aug 16, 2015 21:15:49 GMT -5
Sounds filled the room, all originating on the strange black furniture Evelyn was it. Mordant was enthralled and confused at the same time. He stood and went to the mysterious instrument, staring at it from all angles before settling on where Evelyn was tapping away at the keys. These certainly weren't knobs and the white sound that he usually associated with music wasn't there. It was clear, crisp, music. He walked around the piano again before finding the best spot to listen across to where the piano opened. He sat on the floor and touched the piano's leg, feeling the small vibrations as it traveled through the wood.
This was an entirely new experience of music and he tried to engage all his energy into listening to it.
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Post by gilbscipher on Aug 17, 2015 20:25:23 GMT -5
She could see the other moving about, touching things and closely observing the piano as she played her song. Evelyn had to refrain from giggling, though she still found it to be so quirky and odd! As she repeated the main melody, her eyes slipped close for just a moment, fully emersed in the song, both physically and mentally. The last chord rung out, leaving a minor tone in the air, sinking in between each particle and everything in between.
Evelyn exhaled contentedly, removing her hands from the keys, "Well, how was that?" She inquired, now looking over to Mordant, her smile pleasant as ever.
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Post by Mordant on Aug 18, 2015 19:17:21 GMT -5
Mordant smiled up with his single eye as he moved his hand from the piano.
"Iss good!" He stood and walked over behind her to peer at the piano keys. "How make soound?"
He held his hands up and made a rough outline of the radio he had in his room.
"I have smaalll thing? Make music." He made the motion of turning a knob and looked at Evelyn confused. "Iss like this. Here iss different?"
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Post by gilbscipher on Aug 21, 2015 2:39:30 GMT -5
Evelyn grinned sheepishly, "Well I'm glad you enjoyed it!" She paused, "How does it work? Well, it' fairly simple! You press down on a key and you make a small hammer inside the piano shoot up and strike the corresponding strings from beneath!" Came her explanation, now peering at his odd gestures.
"Hm... small thing that makes music. Like a radio? Oh! Or perhaps a music box?" She laughed, shaking her head, "Each of those things operate differently, but in the end, they all make music. So I guess you could say they're all similar."
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Post by Mordant on Aug 27, 2015 20:36:28 GMT -5
((I'm going to have to get Jinix in on this so Niax can make an appearance and scold Mordant, hang tight!))
Mordant smiled as she explained the things he encountered. He was still confused about the whole idea that keys and hammers make music, but if that's how it was he wasn't going to question it. Evelyn knew what she was talking about.
He was about to ask another question when he felt the energy shift around him. He froze.
"Ohhh nooo..." He whispered. He glanced wildly about the room and saw the warp in the air, as if it were a mirage. Niax was coming to get him. "Iss trouble!"
He had to move and avoid getting his only friend in trouble. He didn't want to ruin the first person he never tried to eat. Mordant tried to make himself smaller and hide behind the couch, but he knew that wouldn't work. He glanced desperately over at Evelyn and waved at her.
"Eviie, hiiide!"
He panicked as the distortion became more apparent and the flame of his keeper shown through. He reached out and tore the curtain from the window and held it outstretched behind him to hide their vision as they saw him through the portal.
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Post by gilbscipher on Aug 27, 2015 22:01:14 GMT -5
((Aight))
Evelyn frowned, observing the other as they seemed to become extremely panicked and dysphoric. She stood up from her seat, a chill scampering up her spine. Her eyes narrowed. How rude of them! Just simply waltzing into her house like they owned the place.
Her head whipped around to Mordant's location, her expression distraught, "What? Mordant, no I-" She was cut off as the portal sent a very strong energy wave through the room, causing her to flinch. Within seconds, her body dispersed into shadows, and she sunk down and into the umbra of the piano's cast. It might have been odd to see- her body seeming to turn into nothing more than a gaseous state before hiding in the instruments shadow.
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Post by Jnixz on Aug 28, 2015 9:09:55 GMT -5
((Nix at your service! Thanks for the invite. You can just call me Nix btw, it'd be easier))
The portal rippled a new individual entered the room. The slender figure sighed in annoyance.
This was not a place they expected Mordant to be.
Niax stared at the worthless attempt of the creature hiding from them. It was obvious enough for them to see a form of a body sticking out behind the couch with torn covering over. If they hadn't have other ways to detect others that alone wouldn't been a good enough clue someone was there.
With the portal closing up by their command, they took note of the room are in, and where this could be… as well as the flames of another member.
Walking up to the couch, they gave a quick tug on the curtain. "Mordant" Niax stated, their disembodied voice firm, "What do you think you are doing?"
((Fair warning: My sentences tend to get confusing, as well as the fact that I am not much of a writer. Apologize for any current and future confusion ^_^
and if i sound so formal, that just happen time to time haa.
don't mind my color thing))
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Post by Mordant on Aug 28, 2015 17:58:43 GMT -5
((Don't worry about, it adds character!))
Mordant sheepishly stood and hunched over before his superior.
"Is...Iss gaame! Haaa...Gaame iss done now. Wee head back?" Mordant stuttered. He saw Niax glance around the room and Mordant quickly stepped before their vision.
"Iss noot anything wroong." He insisted. "Iss just me. Wee go now?"
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Post by Jnixz on Aug 29, 2015 4:03:48 GMT -5
Niax's body shifted slightly from the wendigo's sudden movement. They were getting more suspicious as to why Mordant was at this place. Or rather, how.
The place doesn't seem to be disturbed enough to tell that Mordant went here without permission.
Slowly turning towards the direction of the nearby piano Mordant was standing nearby, where they sense something nearby unusually warm
Niax starts of saying "Now now... Hide and seek doesn't end till we seek out everybody . You certainly wouldn't want anyone feeling left out of the game. We aren’t in a big hurry" before inching slightly closer to nearby the instrument. You can't really play hide and seek all alone.
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Post by gilbscipher on Aug 29, 2015 17:10:24 GMT -5
She listened closely, completely emerged in her own silence. Evelyn's gaze narrowed, leering at the new person who's invaded her abode.
She was hoping for Mordant's safety- it was her fault afterall. Bringing him here through town and such. She felt guilty about the entire ordeal.
Evelyn flinched as the other stared at her, then recognized her presence. She was caught redhanded, unfortunately. Slowly, she revealed herself, the shadows melting off of her like mist, "Looks like I was found, oh well!" She chirped, her happiness as fake as possible, "Welcome to my dwelling and all." She mused, bowing her head momentarily, although her hands her clenched.
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Post by Mordant on Aug 29, 2015 17:33:33 GMT -5
Mordant stood between Evelyn and Niax and held up his hands as a sign of submission.
"Iss noot what iss looks like." Mordant rambled. "Iss noot Eviie's fault."
Mordant bowed his head slightly and scratched it timidly.
'I iss sorry... noot do again..." He glanced at them with a hopeful eye and mutter quietly. "Doon't be maad at Evie..."
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Post by Jnixz on Aug 30, 2015 9:55:13 GMT -5
That was easy. Looks like people can take a hint.
They notice the other two's uneasiness yet Niax only tilted their head as a small response and asked, "Did you invite him here?"
((Sorry for a late response, I got occupied with something else))
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