[Knives is so damn stupid!!!!!! The golden room comes back, and Viktor absolutely doesn't leave, so if Knives is annoyed, he'll have to kick him out.
But he at least doesn't talk to or bother Knives. He is too busy standing and looking at the room and listening. He's not musically inclined, but there is a strange interwoven understanding of the movement between music and math?
The song doesn't sound complete. It's heavier, too, darker. Viktor thinks that tracks.
...
Hm.]
Sorry-- Um, actually would you... be willing to teach me a few staffs of the song? [Thoughtfully rubs his chin.] For Vash.
I wonder if it will... help him remember what happened.
[ Numbers can always be involved in art... Whether it's composition in music, paintings, or poetry. There's a pause in the song, though he sifts through chords softly. With a pedal step, they're muffled into a haunting echo. ]
I would be surprised if he still played. More surprised if it jogged his memory at all, if he's also suffering the same as the other senior officers.
[ But he sighs and stands up. Viktor can take the stool because of course Knives wouldn't accept sitting next to a human something something. He will teach him a part and not get into time signatures and notes. It's about playing by ear to momentum. ]
[Well, he was going to stand, but now he guesses he'll have to suffer Knives tutelage and sit. There's some hesitation at first because it feels like he is encroaching too much on a specific space not allowed... but he really needs a few notes to use on Vash and have it fail.
He doesn't mind the details. It's better he just learns the motions and the sound. If he wakes up, who knows if he'll still be able to play it.]
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But he at least doesn't talk to or bother Knives. He is too busy standing and looking at the room and listening. He's not musically inclined, but there is a strange interwoven understanding of the movement between music and math?
The song doesn't sound complete. It's heavier, too, darker. Viktor thinks that tracks.
...
Hm.]
Sorry-- Um, actually would you... be willing to teach me a few staffs of the song? [Thoughtfully rubs his chin.] For Vash.
I wonder if it will... help him remember what happened.
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I would be surprised if he still played. More surprised if it jogged his memory at all, if he's also suffering the same as the other senior officers.
[ But it also isn't a no. ]
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It's worth a shot? What do we have to lose except him not remembering? We'll just figure something else out.
But I think it has a chance of working.
[Viktor will just have to dream up a piano room is all.]
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It's a worthless endeavor...
[ But he sighs and stands up. Viktor can take the stool because of course Knives wouldn't accept sitting next to a human something something. He will teach him a part and not get into time signatures and notes. It's about playing by ear to momentum. ]
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[Well, he was going to stand, but now he guesses he'll have to suffer Knives tutelage and sit. There's some hesitation at first because it feels like he is encroaching too much on a specific space not allowed... but he really needs a few notes to use on Vash and have it fail.
He doesn't mind the details. It's better he just learns the motions and the sound. If he wakes up, who knows if he'll still be able to play it.]