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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 14, 2008 16:53:41 GMT -5
I stood and clapped my hands at the end of the performance.I came here as often as I could, which was once every few weeks. I loved watching the performances. I preferred the musical performances but I didn't mind watching other ones.
Music was where my heart was at aside from my duties as Ambassador. It was why I could afford to take time out of my day to watch said performances.
So it was that I found myself waiting in my seat, tapping my foot, as the other members of the audience made their way out of the playhouse. Mayhap I would get to meat the person who had played so beautifully, if I were lucky.
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 14, 2008 17:01:14 GMT -5
A tragic and dramatic play with quite a good symphony behind it- I enjoyed such shows and smiled at the players as they left the stage. The music, the dissertation; every portion of the piece had given me things to think on, rather than brooding to myself or listening to my mind's whispers. For a moment I simply sat, head cocked sideways as I clearly hummed the refrain of the tune, my voice finding the pitch and my mind creating a rhythm from somewhere in my surroundings. "If you to there you're gone forever- if I go there I'll lose my way," I crooned in a near-whisper, coiling a bit of hair around my finger before I gracefully rose and went toward the door- it was nearly time to find something to eat and drink.
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 14, 2008 17:46:59 GMT -5
I listened to the words spoken behind me. I thought it was a woman's voice, but I wasn't certain as by the time I turned to look whoever had spoken had joined the stragglers leaving the playhouse. Not that there were particularly very many. One such stood out to me and I raised my voice, still seated, to speak.
"If we stay here we're not together..." I faced the stage and smiled warmly to a couple of stagehands that looked at me as if I were completely out of my mind. "...Anywhere is..."
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 14, 2008 17:56:58 GMT -5
I stopped where I was and stepped smoothly aside, considering what I'd heard before turning around curiously, long hair hanging over my shoulders as I glanced around, then giggled. "I didn't think many people favored that song," I replied in general, my piercing Shahrizai gaze falling over those before me as I grinned. "At least not men- it's too soft a song. Lots of water in it, but no fire."
Finally I came within a couple steps of a man with a beard and short, dark hair- his eyes were a dark blue rather than my family's characteristic clear color. "Well met, my lord," I finally said in a cordial tone and with a smile.
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 14, 2008 18:03:04 GMT -5
I didn't look up at her immediately. Instead I continued watching the stagehands until they made their way offstage with a prop piece. I did, however, speak. "Water is just as much a force to be reckoned with as fire is, m'lady."
I lifted a booted foot to set it across my knee at the ankle before looking up at the woman. "Well met, indeed." I returned the smile gazing up at her. There was no mistaking those features either. I would not say I knew them overly well, but anybody who mistook them for anything else was a fool.
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 14, 2008 18:08:51 GMT -5
"I agree, but water is weakest when outside its own environment, while fire expands easily," I replied, my mind twisting at the thoughts presented within it at the roiling images of clashing between fire and water. "But that is a moot point, I think."
shifting my hair to run over one shoulder alone I tapped my fingers against my lips for a moment. "You must have a good ear, to have heard me over the sounds of the sets being moved. Are you a musician?"
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 14, 2008 18:15:16 GMT -5
"Water is weakest outside its environment, yet it takes water to extinguish a fire that rages. It is either that or let the fire run its course, the likes of which could be devastating."
I schooled my features quickly, having just barely stopped my eyes from widening in surprise. "Yes. You are quite perceptive Lady Shahrizai." I replied calmly and softly. "I most certainly am a musician."
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 14, 2008 18:18:01 GMT -5
"In what form, if I may ask?" I inquired with a smile and a curious gaze. "Please, call me Sirena." Gracefully I sat in the seat nearest me, which happened to be just one down from his- though I didn't intend to crowd him in the slightest and retained a polite distance. "Your speaking voice is very nice, but that doesn't always mean one can sing well."
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 14, 2008 18:23:18 GMT -5
"You may, and psaltery." I watched her sit and chuckled softly at her expressed thought and nodded. "In that you are also correct. I find that in my chosen profession one must know both how to speak eloquently and in a tone most pleasing." I turned partially in my seat to face her better. "However, I assure you that I sing nearly as well as I speak. The question, however, would be whether or not you would have been as intrigued had I sang as opposed to speaking it plainly?"
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 14, 2008 18:25:42 GMT -5
"Likely more so, if simply out of surprise," I replied honestly, smiling a bit more slyly. "Though perhaps you wanted to get away with no one noticing your appreciation and that was your reasoning." My voice was even and sweet, taking on the sing-song notes it did when I was enjoying myself and coming out in a sort of lilt. "But should I take your word that your voice can do itself justice, my lord?"
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 14, 2008 20:53:23 GMT -5
I raised a hand and smiled. "Please, Malzane will do." I then cleared my throat softly and hummed to myself a moment, getting the tone and cadence that I wanted. I then closed my eyes and started to sing.
"Why must we dream in metaphors? Try to hold on to something we couldn't understand. Couldn't understand. And why must we argue loudly? When peace is our one salvation."
I trailed off smoothly and opened my eyes to look at her.
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 14, 2008 21:09:43 GMT -5
His voice was deep and rich and my eyes clouded in pleasure and speculation to hear it even as I smiled serenely. "Very nice indeed, Malzane- and congratulations for proving me wrong, for few do. Your voice is trained as well, not simply raw talent, and you have a good ear. I enjoy such things. Are you an artist, then, simply watching others of your sort perform for the sheer love of doing so, or is it a form of relaxation for someone of standing?"
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 14, 2008 21:52:44 GMT -5
"I enjoy to watch others who have dedicated more time to their arts than I have to singing and playing. Though I do suppose I still have a long while to learn more of my own. I take 'arts' very seriously however." I chuckled. "However, were I to put myself in one of the two categories you've proposed I would say that I am a man of standing who partakes of a hobby in his own time."
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 14, 2008 21:59:57 GMT -5
"A very astute and honest answer," I commended him playfully. "For myself, I would say I just happen to be more than one person, and so dedicate myself to every aspect of life that interests me. One part is for business, another for music- and another for each of my other pleasures. Every so often they all get along though and I manage to make sense."
Smiling more widely I leaned a bit closer. "May I inquire, in the sake of purely innocent curiosity, exactly what your business is?"
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 14, 2008 22:08:56 GMT -5
"Ah. Pleasure and amusement for their sakes alone. Not knowing you well, I may only say that business, pleasure, and hobby often coincide for me." I lay one arm upon the rest of the chair I was sitting in and leaned upon it.
"You may always inquire, Sirena, but you may not always get an answer. Or mayhap not one that you like." I tapped the arm of the chair I was seated in with a slender finger. "However, that is an answer I can rightly give with no overt complications. I am an Ambassador; by right of birth and knowledge both."
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 14, 2008 22:15:07 GMT -5
"I'm not used to not getting answers," I replied with a raised brow, then smiled. "Ambassador Malzane then- a good, strong name. Do you have any more to add to it? After all, it's only fair- my name is stamped on every feature and taste I possess." Teasingly I bit my lower lip, just to see if he'd noticed as the burning part of me laughed lightly within my head.
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 14, 2008 22:22:01 GMT -5
"No, I expect you would not be used to not getting answers at all." A soft chuckle ensued from deep in my chest. "I am the Comte d'Essoms as well." I offered with a hint of amusement coating my words. "Musician, singer, Ambassador, Comte. Four pillars to the same temple."
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 14, 2008 22:24:57 GMT -5
"And yet in the end only one holds up the true weight of your personality," I replied knowingly. "The one thing that can't be survived if it's pared away, is that not so?"
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 14, 2008 22:37:31 GMT -5
I smiled my thoughts running merrily through my head. "I see that as mostly true, yes. Were one to take my title, my land, and my Ambassadorial privelege I would still be me. However, to lose my love of music..." I contemplated for a moment and laughed. "Well, I suppose that would make you correct. Yes, paring away most other aspects I would still be Malzane d'Essoms."
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 14, 2008 22:40:13 GMT -5
"Isn't that as it should be?" At that I raised a brow speculatively and looked him over a bit closer in a subtle way, taking in as much as I could with him seated in such a way. "What musical type do you enjoy the best?"
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 15, 2008 19:55:44 GMT -5
"Is it?" I replied warmly, once more turning my attention to the stage as one of the stagehands dropped what I think was stump.
"I enjoy them all nearly as equally, but if I had to choose I enjoy the easy listening of most string instruments. Especially after a day of dealing with the irate words and often poorly conceived attempt at diplomacy from leaders."
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 15, 2008 20:01:02 GMT -5
"The strings are soothing, it's true, but sometimes one craves music that makes the blood beat," I debated in a friendly fashion and with a nodded of concession. "At times the most soothing one can do is to indulge the darkness they feel."
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 15, 2008 20:29:12 GMT -5
"The dark beat of the human heart and mind?" I smiled and turned by rich blue eyes back to her face. "Very few instruments, let alone musicians, have mastered that in terms of the stage." I countered softly. "However, there are men and women who know nothing about music who certainly know how to play that music better than some that are musicians."
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 15, 2008 20:38:56 GMT -5
"I would say the music itself isn't so hard for those who accept the terms of it," I replied serenely, matching his gaze with my own pleasantly clever one and batting my lashes in a subtle, playful manner. "But I find myself able to play those tunes, whether they're outwardly audible or not."
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 15, 2008 21:13:32 GMT -5
I took her in covertly, at least as much as I was able to do in our current positions. "Well, that type of music is easily played yet harder to understand. Even the untalented may play it. It takes true understanding of the music to fully enjoy the playing of it."
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 15, 2008 21:25:30 GMT -5
"Talent and training are both needed, wouldn't you agree? That, and an understanding of humanity," I said in a soft tone and with a wink. "Knowing some anatomy helps as well."
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 15, 2008 22:36:09 GMT -5
"All of those are certainly fine points. More than humanity, it takes knowing partner's mind as well." I returned the wink and leaned back in my chair. "How else will you understand their limits?" I watched her, waiting for the reaction.
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 15, 2008 22:38:01 GMT -5
"Careful testing and astute observation, my lord," I replied sweetly and with an air of jesting. "It's so much more fun to learn it then have someone tell you- unless you can get them to admit something difficult, and then it's a joy to hear."
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Post by Malzane d'Essoms (I) on Jun 15, 2008 23:04:44 GMT -5
"Oh certainly. What good is an interesting morsel if you cannot go through the steps of extracting it." My voice was light and amused. "I am not an Ambassador for no reason." I grinned at her. "As a matter of fact, there are several reasons that I am."
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Post by Sirena Shahrizai on Jun 15, 2008 23:29:48 GMT -5
"And what would you say those reasons are?" I asked while delicately taking off my gloves to expose my small and finely-boned hands. "Certainly tact and charm are among them."
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