two ; duet

[pianoman]

[Sprawled across an armchair in the Music Room, Brook plays a slow, melancholy song on the violin. His journal lies open nearby--intentionally; he wants to be heard, and not only by anyone who might be in or around the Music Room--and it's only when he's quite through with the song that he speaks up.]

Pardon me, but I have a question. What sort of opportunities are there around here for musicians? Are there performing venues, or perhaps people hiring live music? I have quite a good ear for it!

Although I don't have any ears--yohohoho!

[And he returns to playing.]

Comments

dictated!

[likebreathing]

[Oh god. It's that skeleton thing again.]

How the hell do you hear anything if you don't have ears?

dictated as well!

[pianoman]

You ask good questions!

[And that's the best he can do in giving an answer.]

dictated as well!

[likebreathing]

Yeah, and you're not great at givin' answers. [Ah well. It's not like Brook is out to get him, so Rictor lets it slide.]

Is the violin thing something you learned before you died, or after?

[pianoman]

Oh, before. Well before. I've been a musician for the better part of my life! And death!

[likebreathing]

[Interesting.]

You must be pretty good at it then. Ever do group stuff, or are you more of a solo person?

[pianoman]

Both, both. Although it's been a long while, I used to be a part of a pirate crew full of fellow musicians.

adf;ljkasdf;jlksaf ignore that access thing, I hate DW's hover menu. DX

[likebreathing]

[A skeleton on a pirate crew. Sure, why not?]

And you all sat around and sang about beer?

[pianoman]

Sometimes! We sung about a good many topics, really.

Although, as I said, that was long ago. My current crew--wherever they are--aren't all musicians like that.

[likebreathing]

Most people aren't.

So you were a pirate, huh? [That's kinda interesting.] You do any of the raiding and fighting and other stuff pirates do?

[pianoman]

Oh, yes, I suppose, but not without good cause. My current captain wants to be the pirate king, you see.

[likebreathing]

....Didn't know pirates had kings. Does he get a fancy crown if he becomes the pirate king?

[pianoman]

I'm sure there are probably a few crowns in amongst all that treasure! Yohohohoho!

Dictated forever

[whichwayyoulean]

Edgeworth has this music group thing going on. It's okay if you like your music to sound like someone is beating a bag of cats against a wall.

Ditto~

[pianoman]

Even poor music is still music! Perhaps I'll find out more about this group.

[whichwayyoulean]

All you need to do is leave a filter to Miles Edgeworth and he'll no doubt get it.

Dictated forever and all that jazz

[bustered]

Does that song have a name?

[Because it was really good!]

Dictated too!

[pianoman]

If it does, it's been lost to the annals of time. It's simply a sea shanty back home!

[bustered]

I like it. It's a little sad, but it's nice. [Of course, that could just be the choice of instrument, but that's beside the point.]

[pianoman]

Why thank you! Many times, songs of the sea are sorrowful like that.

[bustered]

Sailor? Or just familiar with sea songs?

[pianoman]

Oh yes, I'm a sailor--a pirate, to be more precise.

What of you? What's your calling in life?

[bustered]

Takes all types, I guess.

I'm a soldier -- well, used to be.

[pianoman]

A soldier? What sort?

[Hoping he's not any kind of a marine.]

[bustered]

[The dead sort ;; ]

Well... we were just called SOLDIERs, but we were kind of... I don't know how to describe it. Enhanced? Stronger, faster, more resilient than normal humans. We were the guys you sent in when you needed a little more power, I guess.

[workaphilic]

[Oh, violin. It's nice to hear another, even if it's hard for him to be anything other than endlessly critical.]

Adequate.

[He says it crisply, like a correction.]

[pianoman]

[He doesn't take the comment too personally; it's hard to offend Brook.]

Hm? A critic, or another musician, perhaps?

[workaphilic]

A violinist.

[pianoman]

A fellow violinist! Let's have a musical duel someday.

[Priorities.]

[workaphilic]

You'll have to give me more incentive than that.

[There's not so much bite in his tone, though. It's something he likes talking about.]

[pianoman]

What would you consider incentive to battle musically, then?

[workaphilic]

A more impressive sample, to start.

[pianoman]

Why in the world would I show you the extent of my skill before dueling with you? That would take all the fun out of it, don't you think?

[workaphilic]

I'm not in the practice of wasting my time.