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Ivory - Printable Version +- ORIGIN (https://origin.boreal-nights.space) +-- Forum: IC Archives (https://origin.boreal-nights.space/forumdisplay.php?fid=50) +--- Forum: Year 8 Archives (https://origin.boreal-nights.space/forumdisplay.php?fid=70) +--- Thread: Ivory (/showthread.php?tid=11064) Pages:
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RE: Ivory - Archimedes - Feb 27 2023 Archimedes stared. Well, that was a horrific image. The Piano was strange enough on its own, but sprouting teeth on waving, tentacular strings? Genuinely disconcerting. He cleared his throat, a little, and attempted not to show that. "...You are welcome to, of course. We will be meeting in the tunnel that leads between Ursa--that is the snowy cave, with mountains--and Cepheus, the place with the white palace. Certainly, you would excel in such a role. Perhaps I can look forward to seeing you there." He thought about that, for a moment--what it would be like, and what precisely it would mean. He listened, then, to the long and vast description of music. He'd never known of it before, but now--listening to the Piano's melodic (if admittedly toothy) speech--he could comprehend the concept, at the very least. "Quite fascinating," he said, at last. He was trying to commit it all to memory--and he'd misclassified the Collector, now, in his mind as a musician of some kind, a collector of instruments alone. "A form of art, and can affect emotion-? ...Hm. How long does it take for those teeth to fade?" Perhaps he'd get to hear The Piano play. @The Piano RE: Ivory - The Piano - Mar 29 2023
@Archimedes RE: Ivory - Archimedes - Mar 30 2023 The little rat indeed waited, perching back and tipping his head to one side, listening. He paused only to wash his whiskers as the teeth faded, offering mild small talk meanwhile: "I hope it is not too uncomfortable..?" and the like. The music, however, had him pausing and granting The Piano his full and genuine attention. He was held rapt, and it was clear: bright eyes staring, nose twitching, whiskers trembling as he sat with dangling forepaws. Eventually his eyes slid half-shut, content, as Archimedes lost himself to the sound of it. Even the Charger appeared to react: little flickers of its tongue as it perceived these new vibrations. Archimedes did not speak again until the last of the notes--and their echoes--had faded away down the tunnel. And even then he seemed to wait a long moment, as if to savor all that he had heard in the ensuing silence. "That is-... beautiful," he breathed, and then shook himself as if awakening, and rallied. "-No, my new friend--that is magnificent. I have never heard its like, anywhere in these caves. That is a gift to all who hear it. He let out a wistful sigh, and hesitated, eyeing the Piano. "Will you sing once more, before we part? If it is not too much to ask..." He sat back, eyes half-closed, content now merely to listen. @The Piano exiting due to inactivity |