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Elliot "actual disney princess" Craig ([personal profile] fiddlestick) wrote2021-01-14 10:24 pm

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[personal profile] sufferean 2021-11-28 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Rean lets out another heavy sigh at that, but it does seem like he's accepted Elliot's logic.]

Yeah, that's true. It's not like Instructor Sara ever really put in any legwork into smoothing things out for us, that was basically all on us.

[Rean has successfully been talked out of helicopter parenting— err, teaching! Victory! And with that little kiss, he finds himself smiling again.]

Mmhm. That's what I was planning. ...And I had really been hoping you'd be here when I got in, because I was really hoping to just take it easy with you.

[Why lie to his boyfriend when he knows it's something Elliot will likely enjoy hearing?]
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[personal profile] hangfire 2021-11-28 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Harpsichord, yeah. My, uh -- [shit] Someone I knew as a kid used to own one, but it was too tinny sounding for me. Hard to draw out emotion from it.

If you like that piano of yours, I imagine its a little easier to play around with and not sound like silverware trying to escape a cabinet in the process. [It's a quip that's brimming with some dry sort of nostalgia. He hasn't touched a harpsichord in over a decade, after all, but the sound was hard to forget, especially of one being played wrong.]
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[personal profile] hangfire 2021-11-28 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Recording, huh.

[what, like they wrote it down or something?

Either way, he's not getting up from what he's doing just yet, letting out a breath of relief as he wrangles the brace off his leg and sets it onto the floor.]


You mean the sheet music, or something else?
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[personal profile] hangfire 2021-11-28 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[what the fuck is this witchcraft

He stares on with a look of heavy suspicion at first as Elliot pulls a huge glowing slab of metal out of nowhere. But once the sound starts up and fills the room, the redhead's confusion softens, the teapot he's picked up staying still and unused against his leg as he settles his weight back down and listens.

The sound is a lot more mellow than he remembers, the hammer of the strings much softer... but with a control of volume, an ebb and flow, like both hands might chase one another across the keys like rabbits in a field, a bright and energetic sort of piece with a small sort of triumph to its emphasis. There's feeling, and well played at that.]


...It ...sounds better. [NO SHIT it sounds better. But it's the only words he can manage from a dry throat at first, too busy listening to the piece as it starts to dwindle to an end.]

..How.... the hell do you keep the sound with you like that?
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[personal profile] sufferean 2021-11-29 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Rean seems to have forgotten exactly how awful of an instructor Sara could be, now that he's an instructor himself.

But, regardless, moving on from that. He hums a little, thoughtfully, as he nuzzles in against Elliot a bit.]


Hm... well, what I want most is dinner, and then... to just lay down with you, I think. Hold you like this for a while.

[Elliot's reading the vibe correctly. Not that Rean is doing a great job of hiding anything, of course, because he even sounds tired. But despite that, there's still a warmth and a fondness to his voice when he talks about just cuddling with Elliot.

He can't help but be grateful, that he's allowed to just have this sort of thing.]
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[personal profile] sufferean 2021-11-29 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[It's all right, Rean knew this was bound to happen. Once the ARCUS starts buzzing, he immediately loosens his grip and steps back, letting Elliot get back to work.]

All right, I guess I can let you do that.

[While Elliot's doing that, though, he'll make himself useful by getting out some plates and silverware. They'll surely be necessary sooner rather than later!

Also, cutting out these couple of seconds here gives him a couple more seconds of cuddling later. Smart.]
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[personal profile] hangfire 2021-12-01 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
Capturing a sound... [Sounds like bull! But it still just happened, so he just kind of lets out a confused sort of exhaled.] Aaaa, I can't say I get it, so it's probably something the Fer would like to take apart and remake into something else.

[His chin plops into his hand as he looks back over the device, his eyes softening.]

It's... warmer, than I thought it would be. The sound of it.

It's nice.
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[personal profile] sufferean 2021-12-02 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Since you're the one cooking, I'm sure it'll be great.

[He's flattering Elliot with that, of course, but it's equal parts that and self-deprecation.

To be fair, with something like this, he'd probably do pretty well. But he knows who the more skilled cook is between the two of them.

Rean's been getting out utensils while Elliot's been dishing out food, so once Elliot's done, he scoops up the plates as well and takes them over to the table so he can set everything out for the two of them.]
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[personal profile] hangfire 2021-12-09 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Gets kind of easy to tell, if you know what to listen for. The good ones stand out.

[Which reminds him: Elliot made a call out on that same thing WITHOUT that information, as far as Lutha knows, and it still feels weird to think about...]

Speaking of.

How the hell did you know I played music?
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[personal profile] hangfire 2021-12-09 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
Kind of gutsy of you to claim it in front of everyone when said person's missing a hand, you know.

[He is damn lucky no one got nosey.

He just lets out a breath through his nose, rolling over onto his knees to start the bare minimum of a fire and scoop water into the teapot nearby, one that oddly matches how his Adeptus pot looks. Just gonna get that going before he gets distracted...]


You must think how I acted out in Mondstadt was pretty childish, then.
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[personal profile] hangfire 2021-12-09 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
I don't sing anymore. [It's muttered, though he nearly drops the teapot trying to hook it over the fire realizing he said "anymore", quickly backpedaling with a broad gesture to the zither on the table.]

Why do you think I bothered to pick that thing up? I wasn't about to waste my time on something I didn't think I could use anymore. It's not like I like to torture myself by looking at the thing.

[So what if he hasn't really found a way to make his left arm useful enough............... maybe he'll keep trying when people stop perceiving him! ///

The topic dips into Elliot's father, though, and Lutha goes quiet. He remembers that memory, of being out as a refugee, of not being with a parent but with other kids, of being frightened and low on food. Was that an act of this general, or something that led to the position? The displeasure sits heavy in his gut.]


Mn. Family with power like that get shitty expectations on your shoulders when you're part of the bloodline. Or... something like that.

Respectable shit shouldn't matter. At least you're happy. Right?

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