Streets of Fandom, Saturday

[14andseven]

So there might have been a little (a lot) of freaking out when Roland woke up this morning. He still needed to earn a living, though, so new parts or not, he was out on the street with his guitar.

And hey, now he had a whole new vocal range to play around in. He could finally do some of his other favorite artists justice.

He'd finish freaking out about the whole new parts thing later, when he had enough cash for a cup of coffee to cry into.

[ooc: always open]

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[sharp_as_knives]

Heading back from Demon Marcus, properly tailored at last, Hannibal noticed the street musician. It wasn't generally his preferred style, but he always appreciated good musicianship, so he stopped to listen.

[14andseven]

"Ma'am," Roland greeted with a nod as the song ended, then wondered if that sounded weird coming from a woman.

Ah well.

"Enjoying your Saturday?"

[sharp_as_knives]

"Sir, generally," Hannibal answered, amused. "I've had better and I've had worse," he answered. "You're very good."

[14andseven]

"Ah," Roland nodded. "So am I. I'm assuming it's something to do with the magic on the island." Awww, he almost managed to make that blase. He was growing as a person. "And thank you. It's a little harder to hit the chords -- my hands are smaller -- but it's nice to be able to hit the high notes for once."

[sharp_as_knives]

"A new musical experience," Hannibal noted. "And yes, I'm assured this generally lasts only for the weekend. Do you know any classical music?"

[14andseven]

"Lots," Roland said. "You want something like Beethoven adapted to the guitar, or something written specifically for it?"

[ooc: I could SWEAR I replied to this hours ago.]

[sharp_as_knives]

"Something written for it, by preference," Hannibal answered. "Though if you don't know anything well enough, transcriptions are fine. I'm just afraid I'm not terribly familiar with current popular music."


[ooc: no worries. LJ is *sucking*.]

[14andseven]

"Wouldn't have offered if I didn't know any." Roland adjusted the strap of his guitar, pulling the neck up a little bit, then flexed his fingers a few times, and launched into a a short allegro to warm up before getting into something a little bit longer.

Okay, so the tango was actually from 1970. Roland figured it still counted.

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal smiled, listening. It might not have been classical, but it was at least something he knew how to appreciate. And the music was quite good.

He pulled his wallet from his coat and set a ten in the open guitar case when Roland was done. "What brings a trained musician of some skill to this tiny place?" he couldn't help but wonder.

[14andseven]

Roland nodded appreciatively at the tip and smiled. "Would you believe a magic harp?"

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal raised an eyebrow. "At this point, there's very little I wouldn't entertain, but that's something I haven't encountered before."

[14andseven]

"A year ago," Roland said, "or, you know, fifteen years ago, depending on your math, I wouldn't have bought it at all."

[sharp_as_knives]

"Ah. You're from the past, then?" Hannibal chuckled. "Before summer, I wouldn't have believed any of this myself. But my first students included a ghost, an alien, and a girl from one hundred years ago. Not to mention things like this." He gestured at himself. "It's difficult to ignore."

[14andseven]

"Definitely a lot harder than it ever was in Toronto." Back there, Roland had had to have someone introduce him to the weird before he started noticing it. "I'll take turning into a woman over being eaten by trolls any day, though."

That wasn't fair. The troll had never shown any inclination towards eating people. Really, Roland.

[sharp_as_knives]

And not everybody who ate people was a troll!

"I don't believe I've seen trolls here, yet. Although there were some strange harpy things one weekend. While the entire island was deaf. I also prefer being a woman to that."

[14andseven]

"Hang on. The entire island went deaf?"

[sharp_as_knives]

"All sound on the island was gone," Hannibal amended. "We couldn't hear anything. After the weekend, everything was back to normal."

[14andseven]

"That's . . . horrifying."

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal chuckled. "Spoken like a true musician. It was unpleasant, granted."