lillium
Fatima's Sexophone
He Who Fights Monsters
just another dead composer
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Post by lillium on Mar 23, 2011 13:05:26 GMT -6
It was one night after the whole incident with freeing Beelzebub had happened, and Marian was sitting at his piano again, this time playing a Mosolov piece: Piano sonata number four. It was a strange piece, but then again, all of Mosolov's work was pretty strange. Besides, it was kind of fun to play, even if the mood of the piece wasn't exactly 'fun.' Pieces written in Soviet Russia rarely were.
Piano was still the best way Marian had to get his emotions out, and this piece was the best for right now. Especially the way the chords just sounded positively angry. It had been hard to find this sheet music, but it had been worth it, Marian thought. Mosolov wasn't a very well-known composer, after all. Not nearly as well-known as Beethoven or Bach, for certain.
Then again, it seemed that the only composers non-musicians knew of were Beethoven, Bach, and Mozart.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 23, 2011 13:23:49 GMT -6
Ivan flickered into view at the other end of the piano. He kept himself only semi-visible, but if someone was looking directly at him. He had his hat in his hands, nervously twisting the brim. He didn’t want to interrupt Marian; he could tell the piece he was playing was something awfully emotive. He couldn’t help but think that anger was directed at him. He felt like a… a traitor or something, though he really had no choice in the matter.
He didn’t even know how anyone found out that he was going to the Library of the Order, let alone that there was a mage in purgatory. Ivan found out that it was very rare; though he didn’t know what he did to get himself there.
The piece sounded vaguely familiar, like it was something contemporary that he should have recognized when he was alive. That probably explained why it was so angry sounding.
He made himself more and more visible as the song went on.
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lillium
Fatima's Sexophone
He Who Fights Monsters
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Post by lillium on Mar 23, 2011 13:29:11 GMT -6
When Marian finally finished his piece, he closed his eyes and sighed. When he lifted his lids again, he saw Ivan there and jumped up in surprise. He wasn't acting like he had the previous night, which was good, at least. Marian didn't want to have to do things for Lucifer again. Almost getting eaten, among other things, had been bad enough.
"Er, hello, Ivan," Marian said. "Sorry, you startled me. I can assume you're not here to give me another message, right?" he asked hopefully. He wasn't angry with Ivan, actually. He was a little irritated, mostly because he didn't know why Ivan would give him that message. Hopefully Ivan had a good explanation.
The reason for Marian's choice in that music was because of what Lucifer had forced him to do the previous night- Putting the Order in danger by freeing a Lord of Sin. Of course, Ivan wouldn't know that.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 23, 2011 13:42:58 GMT -6
Ivan shook his head and put his hat down, which promptly disappeared, “None except my own.”
He hung his head in a great deal of shame, “I’m so sorry I did that to you, Marian. Someone came and said they would erase me if I didn’t bring you that message. They didn’t tell me what it was about, but they didn’t look like they had very good intentions. I tried to tell them to go away, but they… they did some magic and then I was next to you!”
Obviously Marian knew what happened from that point, but Ivan didn’t. He clasped his hands together and looked up at Marian again with an apologetic expression.
“I really hope that nothing happened,” Ivan said, “You’re alive, I’m so glad you’re alright…, but…”
He didn’t know what else to say, really. He felt horrible about the whole ordeal and if he could have stopped the person who sent him to Marian, he would have.
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lillium
Fatima's Sexophone
He Who Fights Monsters
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Post by lillium on Mar 23, 2011 13:48:26 GMT -6
Marian frowned. "I forgive you," he said. "Did that someone happen to be a very tall man with blond hair and black eyes?" He had his suspicions that it was Lucifer who had threatened Ivan- It was a very Lucifer-like thing to do. He'd learned more about the Lord of Pride in one night than he wanted to learn in a lifetime.
All he had to do was make sure he didn't die, though, and then he'd never belong to Lucifer. It was that simple.
"Nothing too horrible happened," Marian said. He was understating it, of course. There was another lord of sin running around. Even if he wasn't a very powerful lord of sin, it was still worrisome. Marian found himself wondering if it was possible to imprison him again, and if so, then how? Hmmm. . He'd have to look some books up about Hell, he decided. Too bad quite a few of them had burned.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 23, 2011 14:03:25 GMT -6
Ivan looked at Marian strangely, “Yes, how did you know?” he asked, tilting his head slightly.
He didn’t assume that Marian would tell him anything that he didn’t know, but he was so glad that he was alright. If his inability to prevent that from happening hurt Marian or cost him a lot, Ivan would feel horrible. He already felt horrible.
“I’m so glad to hear that,” he said, pressing his hand to his chest, “I was worried.”
Ivan brightened up a hundred times more when Marian said he’d forgiven him. It was a relief to hear that he was alright and that he wasn’t too mad at Ivan. He wasn’t familiar with any of the Lords of Sin or really much on demonology, but he really didn’t want to blink out of existence. He had someone he wanted to see before his sentence was up.
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Post by Magnus on Mar 23, 2011 14:18:47 GMT -6
Haven stood in the hallway and knocked on Marian's office door. She had some very important news for him, after all. She was leaving. She'd stayed here a year, and she felt like that was a year too long. She hoped that this wouldn't count against her when she went back to be judged in a lifetime. She wouldn't- couldn't go back to Lucifer. He found her too fun and too interesting to leave alone, and when Lucifer found someone fun it wasn't good news for that person.
She didn't know that Ivan was on the other side of the door with Marian. Had she, she probably would have burst in or something. She hadn't seen Ivan in almost 100 years, and she had never known his fate aside from the fact that he had died defending the Order. She felt guilty about ending their relationship, but it just hadn't been fair to him.
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lillium
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He Who Fights Monsters
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Post by lillium on Mar 23, 2011 14:24:21 GMT -6
Marian shrugged. "Let's just say I happen to know him and leave it at that," he said. He didn't want to go into the fact that the Lord of Pride wanted to be his best friend forever and have copious amounts of sex with him. That was just creepy, and Marian didn't like thinking about it very much at all. He couldn't die, because he knew what his existence would be like. For eternity. Ugh.
"Come in," he called when he heard a knock on the door. He didn't know who it would be, although the last time he had received one of those it ended up leaving him with an extremely prideful student- As prideful as him, but in a different way. He hoped Adela didn't cause too much trouble when he would train her. Prideful people were the worse to work with- Marian notwithstanding, of course. He wasn't horrible to work with, not at all.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 23, 2011 14:43:29 GMT -6
“Oh dear,” Ivan said, “I’m sorry to hear that. That man wasn’t exactly pleasant…”
Ivan had no idea who that man was, but Marian’s experience with him couldn’t be pleasant. Ivan’s experience wasn’t either; though Ivan’s didn’t even compare.
Ivan looked up with a bit of fright when someone knocked on the door. He looked at Marian for direction, but decided to fade to invisibility. He hadn’t met anyone else in the Library yet, he wasn’t sure how they would react. He wanted them to be nice, but he couldn’t be sure. They might think he was a demon and Ivan wasn’t even sure if magic would work on him.
“I’ll just stay quiet,” Ivan said quietly, “I’ll stay out of your meeting.”
He moved behind the piano so it’d be harder to see the distortion through his body.
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Post by Magnus on Mar 23, 2011 14:52:47 GMT -6
Haven walked into Marian's office and saw him sitting at a piano. It looked awfully familiar. . Her eyes widened when she saw the name on it. Von Waldsteinburg. How had Marian acquired that. .? She gulped down memories; it didn't matter, Ivan was dead now and there was nothing she or anyone else could do about it.
"I'm leaving the Library," she explained, figuring that being blunt was the best way to go. "If I stay here, I'll be furthering my sin. There's no way I'm going back there. I don't care what happens to me in this life, as long as I manage to avoid Hell, it's worth it." Haven's voice became a bit shaky at the end of her explanation, but if one knew what she had experienced in the pride circle with Lucifer, it was understandable.
Had Haven known Lucifer's plans for Marian after the latter died, she would have been totally sympathetic to the current Head of the Order.
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