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[One moment.]
[You’re going to die.]
“ ——— ha... hahaha... ha... no, deekin not pretend like that joke is funny. is bad joke. ”
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@deekinscalesinger
vinylhelper:
[One moment.]
[You’re going to die.]
“ ——— ha... hahaha... ha... no, deekin not pretend like that joke is funny. is bad joke. ”
[What? I feel many rapid heart beats.]
“ ——— oh! oh! can you feel deekin’s? ”
“ ——— deekin hears there be demons nearby? that good. demons be real good material for stories. if they nots being evil, theys being all broody and angsty. and deekin know from experience that readers looooooooooooooove broody angsty types. they’s not all that fun to travel with, though, if deekin being honest... ”
heclingmuzik:
When he finishes on the note, she takes a bow with him and then, so he doesn’t do it alone to the empty rows of seats, she bows to them as well. “Oh, thanks!” She’s taken a seat right back down after the bow. “I’m still learning, but I just love the sound of the piano.” Ismael looks at him with a tilt of her head. Why didn’t they let him touch anything in the castle, she wonders. Was it because of what he is or…
Don’t ask.
She hums and leans back a little, careful not to fall over. “Did you want to touch this one?” She presses a key, letting a soft note resonate the big room and then she hits another key, waits for him to follow suit.
——— she doesn’t have to ask him twice. deekin laughs, a hoarse and cheeky little ‘hee hee’, and presses his whole down on the keys to see how many noises he can make at once. her soft note is quickly drowned out by all the heavy-handed keys he presses. give him a minute, though, and he takes his hands off the keys entirely and nods to himself. “ okay. deekin all done now. he not knows how to play ‘piano’. not like he knows how to play violin, or flute, or fiddle, or lute, or harp. ”
“ there lots of time to learn new instruments when you travels, but... is not so easy to learn big instrument. deekin can’t even imagines having to lug big box around all the time. no wonders he only sees them in castle. they’s big hassle. ”
wherethewindblew:
“By keeping a strict itinerary, I’m able to keep my days busy but productive! Currently I should be doing the dishes, but luckily for myself I got bored on the charger last night and decided to just take care of it, so I’m technically free right now!” Housekeeping robots hardly had any use for free time as it was, this was a paradise here. “If you have any suggestions what things I could do on my own, I’d love to hear it. Sometimes I think I’ve done it all, woooo~ooo~~o!”
“ ——— oh, deekin gots plenty of suggestions. um... you coulds visit some place new, write a song, write a book, write a poem... deekin do a lot of writing, so he know there a lot of different writing you can do. you coulds learn a new instrument, or play instruments, or... oh! deekin know perfect idea. you could go to tavern and laugh at silly things that drunk peoples fight over. you just gots to watch out for flying glasses and fists.”
wherethewindblew:
“You say that like that’s a bad thing! I’ve always got something to do if that’s the case.” Though, being a rock really didn’t sound like fun.
“I’ll take your word on that.”
“ ——— how you gots time for a break with all that stuff to do? why you not just chooses something to do on your own? deekin think that better way to keep busy. ”
Hilltop: one of many small villages that dot the most remote regions of the northern wildlands known as the Silver Marches.
Few would choose so cold and inhospitable a land to make their home. Only those seeking a new life – or to escape their past.
❝ i fear i am inept at buying gifts for others. however, the internet persistently suggests flowers and chocolate— i am not sure that is well-suited to the occasion. ❞
“ ——— phooey. you not needs internet. you gots deekin right here, and deekin real good with gifts. what you is getting gift for? ”
“I wonder if Rock’s staying out of trouble…And taking care of Dr.Light….And taking care of the lab…and making sure Rush is having his monthly maintenance routines…or making sure Auto’s bolts aren’t loose.” She could go on for awhile….
“ ——— that sound like lots of work. deekin sure is glad he not rock. both guy you is talkings about and literally. deekin was rock once... believe him, is not fun. ”
heclingmuzik:
At first she doesn’t notice the creature, but when she lifts her head just a bit to get a look in front of her, at the rows of seats she spots him. There’s a small smile, a quick one before her attention is focused back on her warming up. She hadn’t expected for the one audience to get on stage and grab a violin, BUT it’s welcoming. She continues playing, showing that she does not mind the duet.
The sudden screech though? It does have her wince, one eye shut tight and a face being made, but only for that moment. When she turns her head to look at him, the way he plays…How can she stop him? He’s so confident and THAT is important. She smiles, and although the sound is like nails to a chalkboard, she continues playing, duetting with violinist.
——— he doesn’t know the song she plays, let alone when it’s over, so until ismael finishes, he’ll continue to wail on the violin, even playing a little bit longer after the end until he realizes that they’ve seen this duet through to the end. deekin holds up the violin and bow, then lowers himself in a dramatic bow toward the empty audience.
“ you is good with harpsichord, ” deekin says, waddling over to the piano to investigate it further, even setting aside the violin to invite himself up on the bench and sit beside ismael. “ deekin only ever sees in big human castles, and they never lets him touch. but they not lets deekin touch many things in castles, so deekin not surprised. ”
OF COURSE Ismael is going to Archimedes. Never mind that the whole Museum shitnadigans is still fresh in her mind. Ismael isn’t going to pass up playing her instrument on the stage. THANK GOODNESS there’s a piano. She has a lot of options and the piano is the one she takes into warming up with. Something tells her that Yaira would love that she picked the piano. Yaira looked to be more of a piano girl.
Once she’s done warming up, she should text Grimm so they can actually get everything set up so they blow everyone away with their wonderful performance. UNTIL then, she’ll get in the groove of the song.
——— it’s only natural that he’d find himself around a stage, sooner or later. he’s got a knack for showmanship, after all. that, and the music attracts him from afar. deekin waddles closer, at first listening, then suddenly inspired to join in. he picks up a violin, and with complete confidence, approaches ismael as he holds the instrument and prepares to duet with her.
unfortunately for ismael, he is not good with a violin. at all. the screech of the bow against string is ear grating at best, but does he realize that? absolutely not. he’ll keep playing as long as she continues, happy just to play an instrument with someone else.
▲ “The food at this all you can eat barbeque is so yummy! I’ve never tasted sauce like this in my life! While this world may be strange, the food offerings certainly make things worth it.”
“But why is it called a HAMburger if it’s made out of beef?”
——— he peeks his head up over the buffet table at the other’s ravings, and with little finesse, grabs a patty with his bare hands to sniff at it. “ you askings good questions, deekin thinks. is conflicted... the poet in deekin says new words always good, that is better to be fancy than to be simple. but the deekin in deekin wonders why they gots to make everything so complicated. ” he takes a bite of the patty, contemplating the taste, then looks back to zelda. “ why not just calls it ‘dead cow’? ”
“ ——— uhm, ‘scuze me. deekin thinks he make wrong turn on way back to waterdeep. you gives him directions back? he gots meeting with publisher, and publisher get aaaaallll antsy when deekin be late. so, um... you make it fast, maybe? ”
His scent, although quite unkind to her nostrils, had rekindled the god’s curiosity, drawing her to pursue him into what appeared a desolated alley wedged between two shops. Baffled by his morbid accusations, the wolf merely canted her head to the side, this pursued by a tender bark—
“ruff!”
———he's making strange noises now, a cross somewhere between laughter & hyperventilation, & he wrings his hands nervously, until he realizes the odd dog isn't coming any closer. the laughter ebbs, & deekin is left staring awkwardly until he musters the courage to say, “ umm... deekin not speaks dog, but he is thinking maybe you says, 'yes, deekin, you is too little for me to eats?' 'cause... 'cause deekin know difference between nice bark and vicious, is goings to rip deekin's face-off bark. face rippy bark not nice for little deekin's ears. ” he inches closer to the animal, though not too close, hand extended as if to pet it, head turned away and eyes squeezed shut as he mutters, “ nice dog... is good dog... ”
“Busy? Ha, I am always busy. Time is very precious, you know.” Except the situation is a touch different here, isn’t it? After all, his plans are changed now. Drastically. “Well, I suppose you might as well ask me questions while you’re at it, but, be quick about it.”
“ ———deekin tries to be quick, but deekin not makes any promises, he gots a lot of ground to cover. um... first, deekin gots to get fine printy stuff out of ways. 'protocol', he thinks editor calls it. you okays with deekin using any and all answers in deekin's future manuscripts? deekin credits you, of course. ”
✴-❝I— never really thought of it that way, ah-rooooo! Who’s Jisan and Istishia? Jingle isn’t really a god or anything— I mean I’ve seen him myself before, ah-rooooo. Aren’t gods like up on the clouds or something?❞
“ ———deekin knows lots about gods... deekin's old boss loved stories about thems, but is sooooo many to remember... he thinks istishia be water goddess, maybe? jisan be god of making lots of babies, that much deekin know for sure. and he hears lots of stories about gods who take people form, but not all of thems. jisan not help make babies on ground, but she make plenty in sky. too many babies, deekin thinks, and hopes jisan never makes so many that it rain babies. that scary thought, deekin thinks... ”
------out of character; there's three more drafts sitting in my draftbox, but i'm gonna call it quits for tonight so i can spend some time with my family. merry christmas/happy holidays from dean/finnick/deekin mun, and i hope you all have a wonderful evening!