ext_202000 ([identity profile] lady-general.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-02-26 12:44 pm

Day 39: Music Room

Lunch had been fruitful. Celes had chosen not to eat, but that was fine enough for her; she’d eaten plenty at breakfast and it was not very good manners to eat while discussing war (for Celes, it’d always given her a bit of a stomachache), or plotting. Especially if one was in mixed company. Her nurse escorted her to the Music room, citing that her ‘sister’ had suggested that musical therapy would be good for her. Celes rolled her eyes. This was no music room, with their ‘electronic’ instruments; where were the violas and the harpsichords and phonographs? She’d been past this room before, but had never been interested enough to go into it.

The general sat down at the keyboard, staring at the odd device before prodding the buttons with a nail. On, off, rumba, tango, Caribbean (what in the world was ‘Caribbean?’), little numbers that changed the tone. It was the first time Celes wished that there was a real instrument before her, instead of this ridiculous thing. Still, it didn’t stop her from curiously stringing notes together with one hand, and the only song she could bring to mind was the Aria di Mezzo Carattere.

How dreadfully delightful.

[for Adel~]

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2009-02-27 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
The ninja looked the mini-piano over and nodded. Okay, the keys were marked, so that was good. She experimentally touched a few keys and nodded again. Then she turned her attention to the papers.

"Uh..." She blinked. What was what? There were a lot of dots on lines but she didn't know what line was what.

[identity profile] silent-shades.livejournal.com 2009-02-27 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Rude looked at the sheet.
"Well the lines and spaces represe-" he pulled the book onto his lap and grabbed his pen, marking the notes over the symbols. He put the book back and let Sheena take a look. They were all basic notes, no flats and sharps and shit, so... yeah.

"It's straight forward... Uh. Once you get used to the symbols."

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2009-02-28 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
The ninja looked back at the book. "Okay... so that first one is a C," she said reading off the notes. "So that would be this key." She hit the key.

"The next one is a G, so that's this one." Hmm...

She proceeded to do the same with the next few notes before looking back at Rude. "That right?"

[identity profile] silent-shades.livejournal.com 2009-03-01 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right," he nodded. "Keep doing the first line. Get used to the pattern."

He figured it was easy teaching her this way. through patterns and shit. That was how he learned his first tune, watching some old dude who sat him down and just told him what to hit and when. After a while, Rude taught himself what the symbols meant and it just became a simple equation.

[identity profile] mizuhomaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-01 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
The ninja repeated pressing the keys for the line indicated. She wasn't following any rhythm, not understanding what the different symbols indicated at all, but it didn't take her long to get the motion down. Within a few minutes, she was pressing the keys in quick succession, even so much as looking up away from the mini-piano back at Rude while still playing. Ninja were good at motor memory functions.

"This isn't so bad. What's the other stuff mean?"