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[quickneatuntrac.livejournal.com]

Date/time: May 22nd, evening
Location: The ballroom
Status: Public
Summary: Just making Murdoc available to be played with, maybe also for merging him into Joe and Belial's plans.


Originally, he had only wanted to take a look around and opened the door to the ballroom to quickly glance in and leave again.

Then he had spotted the piano there. It may have been a mismatch for a man of his profession, but he loved theater, and he loved music.

He entered the room, walking over to the instrument and carefully tried a few keys to see if it was in need of tuning.

It was not.

He slid onto the stool in front of it without thinking about it and tried a tune. He kept it simple at first, feeling the years of too little practice in the somewhat sluggish reaction of his fingers and almost-mistakes.

Soon, though, he picked up both confidence and speed, moving on to something a bit more sophisticated.

Comments

[lordofsin]

"Not too long," Belial responded, sipping his wine. "An audition would be nice, though; Joe should probably judge for himself if you're what he wants."

[quickneatuntrac.livejournal.com]

"Can you leave the bar at this point?" Murdoc asked the barman.

[josephdawson.livejournal.com]

Joe looked around the otherwise empty bar.

"Right now, I think I can afford to leave for a bit," he decided.

He walked around the bar to join his two guests. "Shall we?"

[lordofsin]

"Of course," Belial grinned.

[quickneatuntrac.livejournal.com]

"Fine then," Murdoc said. "Let's go." He turned to leave the bar and return to the ball room and the piano.

[lordofsin]

"After you," Belial gestured to Joe.

[quickneatuntrac.livejournal.com]

Murdoc walked back to where the piano stood with them and sat down at the instrument.

"Anyting specific?" he asked.

[lordofsin]

The demon shrugged, glancing at Joe. "He's in charge."

[josephdawson.livejournal.com]

"What were you playing when he heard you?" Joe asked.