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metamorphosis2012-03-14 10:19 pm
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Title: key moments
Characters: Asbel Lhant, Hubert Lhant, Cheria Barnes
Rating: G
58/365. Bitty times.
Even when she's sick and should be in bed, Cheria sneaks down to the piano in her house and sets her foot against the futherest left pedal. Pressure makes the mood and timbre rise and fall, sweeping the simple melody through the quiet house. It's soft and solemn, despite its happy majors and little minors, and its end is accompanied with cheerful claps. She gasps and turns in the seat, flushing pink when she sees Asbel and Hubert standing by the doorway, and tries not to smile.
"You've gotten really good at playing the piano, Cheria," Asbel states, and Hubert's quick to nod afterwards. She can't fight the urge much longer; a bright, broad one takes its place on her face and she shrugs a little, turning back to the black and ivory keys.
"It's not like I'm really allowed to do anything else. And you won't let me go with you when you go outside of Lhant," She retorts, placing her fingers to the right of middle C and shaking her head to clear the warm fuzziness beginning to cloud her mind. Hubert shyly takes a seat beside her, mimicking her pose and positioning his fingers next to low C's key. His smaller fingers don't quite reach the way hers do, but it's fine; the two notes played under her own melody are within easy reach of each other, and she leaves him to work with the simple stuff while she concentrates on the song she'd been playing before. Cheria hears Asbel step closer, and once he's in her peripheral view she watches him and tries to quell the nervous feelings that jump up when he leans against the piano to watch them play.
Asbel's not one to stay content watching, though, so after one round of the song and halfway into the second, he scoops Hubert up and out of the seat. His younger brother protests, squirming, and Asbel frowns, setting him down.
"I want to try, all right? After this, you can get back to playing, okay?" Hubert pouts a litte but nods, clumsily taking his brother's place against the piano. Asbel grins, victorious, and sits where Hubert had been sitting just a moment ago. Cheria scoots over a little to allow for a little extra room between them and places his hands on the notes that need to be played. Once he's into the rhythm of it, she picks up where she left off. Two notes won't keep him busy enough, and partway through the third playthrough he starts to add in his own little quirks that clash cacophonically with the original. It becomes a battle of iron wills as both Cheria and Asbel try to keep their notes louder than each other's; Cheria has the advantage with the pedals in front of her and the ability to squeeze the middle to hold out her notes and skip Asbel's completely (although a few make it through), and it turns into a foot-based war. Laughter accompanies the notes -- at least, until it turns into violent coughing and Asbel stops his pursuit of winning to hold Cheria by her shoulders until it subsides.
"Are you okay?" He asks, letting go and shifting away from her. She nods, forcing a smile and holding her chest. Despite her answer, Hubert asks her the same; she reponds the same way, and tries not to notice the look the Lhant brothers give each other (knowing, concerned, and more than willing to cut their spending time short), focusing instead of returning to the simple melody she'd been playing before. After a moment she drifts her left hand to the lower keys and plays the two notes in time, concentrating on it instead of the dizziness that starts to make her fingers slip from the keys and miss notes. Small mistakes at first -- small mistakes that multiple and end up with her fingertips pressing against the wooden seat under her. Asbel and Hubert help her back to her room (Asbel carrying her on his back, with Hubert making sure she doesn't fall), despite her protests that she could walk just fine. They tuck her in, too, and go back downstairs.
Through the misty fog of sickness and fatigue, she can hear the gentle sound of a piano being played -- and, in spite of the numerous mistakes, it lulls her to sleep.
Characters: Asbel Lhant, Hubert Lhant, Cheria Barnes
Rating: G
58/365. Bitty times.
Even when she's sick and should be in bed, Cheria sneaks down to the piano in her house and sets her foot against the futherest left pedal. Pressure makes the mood and timbre rise and fall, sweeping the simple melody through the quiet house. It's soft and solemn, despite its happy majors and little minors, and its end is accompanied with cheerful claps. She gasps and turns in the seat, flushing pink when she sees Asbel and Hubert standing by the doorway, and tries not to smile.
"You've gotten really good at playing the piano, Cheria," Asbel states, and Hubert's quick to nod afterwards. She can't fight the urge much longer; a bright, broad one takes its place on her face and she shrugs a little, turning back to the black and ivory keys.
"It's not like I'm really allowed to do anything else. And you won't let me go with you when you go outside of Lhant," She retorts, placing her fingers to the right of middle C and shaking her head to clear the warm fuzziness beginning to cloud her mind. Hubert shyly takes a seat beside her, mimicking her pose and positioning his fingers next to low C's key. His smaller fingers don't quite reach the way hers do, but it's fine; the two notes played under her own melody are within easy reach of each other, and she leaves him to work with the simple stuff while she concentrates on the song she'd been playing before. Cheria hears Asbel step closer, and once he's in her peripheral view she watches him and tries to quell the nervous feelings that jump up when he leans against the piano to watch them play.
Asbel's not one to stay content watching, though, so after one round of the song and halfway into the second, he scoops Hubert up and out of the seat. His younger brother protests, squirming, and Asbel frowns, setting him down.
"I want to try, all right? After this, you can get back to playing, okay?" Hubert pouts a litte but nods, clumsily taking his brother's place against the piano. Asbel grins, victorious, and sits where Hubert had been sitting just a moment ago. Cheria scoots over a little to allow for a little extra room between them and places his hands on the notes that need to be played. Once he's into the rhythm of it, she picks up where she left off. Two notes won't keep him busy enough, and partway through the third playthrough he starts to add in his own little quirks that clash cacophonically with the original. It becomes a battle of iron wills as both Cheria and Asbel try to keep their notes louder than each other's; Cheria has the advantage with the pedals in front of her and the ability to squeeze the middle to hold out her notes and skip Asbel's completely (although a few make it through), and it turns into a foot-based war. Laughter accompanies the notes -- at least, until it turns into violent coughing and Asbel stops his pursuit of winning to hold Cheria by her shoulders until it subsides.
"Are you okay?" He asks, letting go and shifting away from her. She nods, forcing a smile and holding her chest. Despite her answer, Hubert asks her the same; she reponds the same way, and tries not to notice the look the Lhant brothers give each other (knowing, concerned, and more than willing to cut their spending time short), focusing instead of returning to the simple melody she'd been playing before. After a moment she drifts her left hand to the lower keys and plays the two notes in time, concentrating on it instead of the dizziness that starts to make her fingers slip from the keys and miss notes. Small mistakes at first -- small mistakes that multiple and end up with her fingertips pressing against the wooden seat under her. Asbel and Hubert help her back to her room (Asbel carrying her on his back, with Hubert making sure she doesn't fall), despite her protests that she could walk just fine. They tuck her in, too, and go back downstairs.
Through the misty fog of sickness and fatigue, she can hear the gentle sound of a piano being played -- and, in spite of the numerous mistakes, it lulls her to sleep.