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“Having been married before myself I figure our married life would be no different from past experiences. I wouldn’t mind it and if you cook anything like the Italy from my world does I do imagine the house would always smell nice.”
[Um that last part was her idea of a joke if you couldn’t tell…. /hides before muse get’s mad/]
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How do you vent your anger?
“Usually with music, playing the right song or singing the right notes helps me quite a bit. Though if there is no way for me to do that I try to concentrate on making a new song that adequately express my feelings. Even if I can only do so in my head.”
What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?
“Sound I hate? I guess the sounds of big crowds, the sound it self makes me feel constricted I don’t particularly like that feeling. As for a sound I love well I love a great many sounds, rain, birds chirping, simple tapping noises, the sound of a freshly tuned instrument or voice, that little squeak people make when they’re surprised. So many sounds can become a muse or spark even one’s I myself am not fond of.”
Do you believe in magic?
“I have no personal experience with the arts. I do not know if it is real or not, but I do believe there is magic in music. It’s such a powerful and beautiful thing.”
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“Mun say’s she will try her best to get that done and to you before the end of the day Mr or Ms. Anon.”
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Austria left her apartment for the first time in nearly a month. Hoping to avoid crowds she left early that morning. She never did like crowds, even ballroom crowds, left her feeling uneasy. Even so not long after she left she noticed an odd influx of people. Siting on a random bench she watched them come and go hoping that maybe she could pull some kind of tune from the noises this many people made.
Maybe just maybe she could gain a similar muse to her music that she normally got from nature. Happy she brought her makeshift notebook with her she opened it only to realize she was missing a writing utensil. Figuring she had no other choice she attempted to catch someone’s attention. ”Excuse me but you do not happen to have a writing utensil on you I may use sir or ma’am?”
Hungary still kept her smile on, wanting to continue to get to know the other better. “So if you and the Austria I know are the same, do you two cook and play on the piano?” I think if you two were to play together, it would sound lovely to hear you know.” Which was true in her mind. She did enjoy listening to the sound of the piano playing around the house when she was inside.
“But I would love that very much. Thank you.” Even if it wasn’t the Austria she was familiar with, she couldn’t not help a friend out. Yes, she had already consider her a close friend. Perhaps of the similarities, Hungary was already comfortable with the other.
“Well I don’t cook very often I tend to make huge messes when I do.” Austria shyly admitted. She liked cooking but every time she did there would end up being a mess everywhere herself included. She could no longer count how many times she had to get flour or some other cooking ingredient out of her hair. The Hungary from her world used to get a good laugh out of the mess, though he was always helpful with the clean up. It was the least he could do after laughing at her.
“I do play the piano.” she smiled slightly remembering her precious instrument back at home. It had been a very special gift. She was glad to still have it after all these years. “Playing with another music lover sound like a nice idea actually.” She always had wanted someone to play with but both Hungary and Germany preferred to listen. Though she had taught Germany all she knew when she was younger. Also having suggested teaching Hungary several times. Though he always refused. “Do you have a favorite song Ms. Hungary?”
