[Action] Ears on her?

[rebellingheart]

[Wearing her mother's dress to the wedding brought up a lot of old memories that Rinoa's long thought she'd forgotten. They're bittersweet naturally as all memories of her mother tend to be, but at the same time they seem to give her a little peace. A vast improvement on how moody she's been lately, though Squall might have had a little to do with that, possibly.]

[Anyone looking for Rinoa today or just wandering around Garden might hear a few strains of piano music coming from the music room. At first it's just a few quiet notes, but then after a moment it turns into a full song that might be familiar to some. It's easy to hear too, since she managed to leave the door open. Come bother her or just stop to listen for a moment? It's about time she stopped hiding the fact that she's musically inclined from people after all.]

Comments

[eggplantallergy]

[Gakupo had been going into the music room a lot lately, and it's usually empty. Hearing music coming from it is surprising, despite it being a music room. He stops at the doorway, his newest instrument to practice with, the violin, in is hand. The piece Rinoa is playing makes him smile softly, and not dare to interrupt before it ends.]

[rebellingheart]

[It's not a super long song, just a few minutes long and after the song is over she idly runs one finger down the keys, just enjoying the way the notes fill the air. The fact that she has an audience? Not something she's noticed.]

[eggplantallergy]

[Once the song is done, Gakupo stands upright and knocks on the doorframe gently.]

That was a lovely piece, Rinoa.

[rebellingheart]

[Ignore the way she jumps and the noisy clamor of keys as she stands to her feet. The look she gives Gakupo is absolutely sheepish looking, the definition of a kid caught in the cookie jar.]

... I left the door open didn't I.

[Way to keep your secret a secret Rinoa. Oh well that's one cat out of the bag at least.]

Thanks. It's always been a really soothing song to play.

[douchebagging]

Ain't every day I hear you play the piano. What's the special occasion?

[So he didn't really know why he was suddenly in Garden and no one even look remotely familiar. But. He'd heard a familiar song and lo he'd found a familiar person. So of course he made himself right at home by leaning against the door frame of the room and appreciating the music.]

[rebellingheart]

I was just thinking about...

[At first she answers like it's a normal every day thing and then it catches up to her just who's voice that is. There's a discordant jangle of keys as she loses her train of thought completely.]

Seifer?!

[That look on her face isn't horror it's surprise, honest.]

When did you get here?

[douchebagging]

Just now apparently. You that shocked to see me?

[Okay he's a little shocked to be here himself, but. ...It's not that shocking. ...Hopefully. Last he checked he wasn't in SeeD's "take out on sight" bad books anymore.]

[rebellingheart]

I haven't seen you in months. Of course I'm surprised to see you. Why wouldn't I be?

[consorts]

[ Gwen is on her way to the tailoring room with a stack of fabrics when she hears the music. It has a solemn and sad beauty to it and is very different from the usual things she has heard coming from the music room (electric guitars, drums and bass were all very odd to her still). She pokes into the music room, waiting until Rinoa stops playing to say anything from the doorway. ]

That was beautiful.

[rebellingheart]

[She almost falls off the piano bench, but she catches herself after a few wobbly seconds. Looks like she'd been so lost in thought she'd left the door open. Oops.]

Thanks. It's a pretty special song.

[consorts]

I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.

[ She takes a few steps into the music room now, hugging the stack of fabric to her chest. ]

It sounded sort of...sorrowful—I mean, not that your playing is poor, but the music itself. Though I've never heard this sort of instrument.

[rebellingheart]

It's not your fault, I wasn't paying attention.

[She smiles, trying to reassure the other girl that everything was fine.]

Sorrowful? I've never thought of it that way. Maybe you'd get a different idea if you heard the lyrics.

[She runes a hand over the varnish of the piano's wood lightly.]

This is a piano. Do they not exist on your world yet?

[vintagerose]

[Julia hovers in the doorway as Rinoa plays, only joining her on the piano stool when she's finished.]

I'm glad you kept up your practice. [It's quiet, but equal parts pride and relief.]

[rebellingheart]

[They share the piano stool for only a few moments before Rinoa ends up on the floor, staring at the older woman with wide eyed shock. Sure it was a while ago, but there's something about that face that she's utterly too familiar with.]

Who are you? How did you get here?

[Poor girl looks like she's seen a ghost, which isn't far off as far as she's concerned.]

[vintagerose]

["Who are you" is a ridiculous question, but the legitimate shock on her face has Julia concerned.] Are you alright, hon? [She offers Rinoa a hand up.] One of the kids said something about Time Compression, whatever that means.

[rebellingheart]

But you can't be...

[She just stares at that hand for a moment, dark eyes showing a mixture of awe, fear, and.. hope? After a moment she reaches up to put her hand in Julia's, shock showing even more prominently when her hand meets actual, solid flesh.]

You're really real, but how?

[At the mention of Time Compression she seems to clue in a little bit.]

I guess you're from some alternate universe then....mom?

[Saying mom after all this time feels weird. How is this even possible?]

[wishicouldbe]

[Ariel had been meaning to visit the music room since she'd first arrived. Music was simply part of her life and she saw little reason why this shouldn't be true here, too. So, she's just wandering the corridors, glancing up and down in her usual confused manner. However, when her ears pick up a beautiful sounding melody, she finds herself moving towards it, with little control or thought. It sounds beautiful.

She shyly peeks around the door, spotting a dark-haired woman playing the piano. Not wanting to interrupt, Ariel stands in the door way and listens intently, a smile on her lips.]

[rebellingheart]

[That's a convenient way to find the music room. Hard to mistake the room with instruments in it for anything else after all.]

[The song ends with Rinoa completely oblivious to Ariel's presence, which explains why she absently starts picking out the tune of twinkle, twinkle little star to fill the silence.]

[haha_steelguard]

[Bother? No, Snow wants to hear that song to the end. Drawn in by the music, he leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, just listening.]

[rebellingheart]

[Sadly songs, like everything else, have to come to an end eventually. Once it's over Rinoa scoots the piano bench back a little and stretches out with a quiet sigh.]

[haha_steelguard]

Didn't know you could play.

[He doesn't move, just notes that quietly.]

[rebellingheart]

[She's not expecting anyone to be about, but thankfully he manages to keep soft enough to not startle her too badly. In fact all she does is turn around and offer him a small smile.]

I don't typically talk about it that much.

[That said quiet Snow is kind of weird, and maybe a little concerning.]

[distantbird]

[It's that girl again - the one who'd looked so upset not so long ago. Is she feeling better now, Raven wonders?

She lingers in the doorway, saying nothing and just listening to the music. The piano sounds so nice - she wonders if it's hard to learn an instrument?]

[rebellingheart]

[It's that girl again - the strange one who'd given her a hat and then left.]

[Rinoa still hasn't realized that Raven is even there. Once the song ends she takes a moment to just sit there and the last notes seems to linger.]

[distantbird]

[As the notes die away, Raven quietly walks over, not saying anything until she's right up behind Rinoa.]

Is it hard to learn?