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It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings.
... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours!
Except there is, perhaps, a few things amiss.
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robowest2017-01-23 12:00 pm
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Tuesday - Hotel Sitting Room - Morning
Looks like these days he's spending time in the Hotel, watching people come and go and keeping his eyes and ears open. But he can't just sit around and do nothing, he's not the type to do that. Tarvek would rather have something to do.
That's why he has obtained some wood, and looked for an appropriate tool for the task. He's trying to be a whittler now, apparently! But he still has a lot of trouble with his diminished sparkyness, he has difficulty envisioning what he wants to do and how to do it. Tarvek looks rather focused on the piece of wood, slowly carving it, but judging from the way he's sweating a bit and that frown he's not having a lot of fun]
How can some people do this...?
[Evening
Who'd have thought carving wood is so frustrating? At least he's done, and can move onto activities he knows better. Tarvek left on the piano the end result of his whittling - a small and somewhat mediocre wooden statue depicting what seems to be a soldier (?), with a crude carving of an emblem showing a cog with wings and a sword through it -- and sat in front of the piano.
He's...actually rather good at playing this instrument! He's by no means an expert, but it sounds nice and pleasant. Tarvek's looking much more relaxed now than before]
evening
Didn't think you were the type to be good at that.
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Why, thank you! I'm not that good at piano, but I'd like to think I can play a song or two.
Do you play any instruments, Ms. Goodman?
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[She puts her hand down on the piano, though, with a nod.]
Yep. You're looking at it.
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Would you like to play the piano for a while?
[She's bound to do better than him, he thinks]
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[She takes a seat, but looks up at him before starting.]
Any requests?
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[Now that he thinks about it...]
Do we have the same composers in our worlds? Which ones do you know?
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Do you know who Mozart or Bach are? Beethoven?
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I recognize those names! Beethoven, Mozart...they made a few operas in my world.
[Bach, not having made operas, is less known in his world. Yeah, opera is kinda a big thing in entertainment]
If you know Mozart then that'll be my choice! It's possible your Mozart created something that doesn't exist in my world, it'd be nice to find out!