Video 04; "there's a better home a'waiting."

[evilhandissues]

[When the feed clicks on it's Lindsey who - driven perhaps by his associations recently and his choices in friendship and companionship, he's taking Sunday seriously for the first time in...who can know? He certainly doesn't remember. Needless to say that his hymns (no matter how hard they might come) attracted some attention. He'd be grateful for that if the urge to offer something public hadn't come upon him and his partner.

Elizabeth, on the other hand, enjoys singing, and doesn't mind at all singing for others. She looks bright eyed at the prospect of singing with a friend, for a change, and already thinks Lindsey is far more talented than he perhaps gives himself credit for. She's sitting with him, slightly facing the man, as they occupy a bench in the garden. Surrounded by the new spring life of the flowers, there couldn't be a more lovely location for a duet.

So here they are after some discussion with him picking out the opening strands of something on his guitar. Dressed in what amounts to a suit, he looks frustrated for a moment or two. Singing religious songs should not be this difficult.]

[They launch into a Hymn, with Lindsey harmonizing and Elizabeth singing like an angel. Occasionally he looks frustrated, but the moment his parts pick up he looks more and more uplifted. He's even smiling a smile that no one in his world has probably ever seen. When they finish, he's still grinning.]

Take a bow Elizabeth, you deserve it.

[ed note. Song starts at 1:05. Tag one, tag both, get both!]

Comments

to Lindsey:

[ex_alighthouse135]

[She's obviously flattered.]

Your voice is amazing. I'm not the only one who should take a bow, Mr. Mcdonald.

[evilhandissues]

[He grins] I haven't sung that song in years. It takes me back. where'd you hear it?

[ex_alighthouse135]

It's a popular song in Columbia.

You sing it well.

[evilhandissues]

...Well they ... [Is it good taste? He's not sure what to call it. Instead he strums the guitar a few more times]

I like it. I'm not usually one for the gospel. Sorry about missing a few lines there.

[ex_alighthouse135]

No, it was beautiful. Thank you.

[evilhandissues]

Let me know if you want to do other songs. [His brow furrows] maybe just not on Sunday?

[ex_alighthouse135]

I'd love that!

[not_apriest]

A beautiful song. A devotional, if I'm not mistaken. Though I don't recognize it.

video;

[ex_alighthouse135]

It's popular where I come from. I'm glad you liked it.

[not_apriest]

Perhaps you could teach it to me. Tonight, for example. After dinner?

[ex_alighthouse135]

[She blushes.]

I would love to. Especially if I get to hear your singing voice again.

[not_apriest]

[There's a brief, awkward pause.] ...Maybe. Though yours is much finer. I may stick to my strengths.

[ex_alighthouse135]

You're too modest.

[She thinks he has a charming voice. Especially in song.]

[not_apriest]

[That elicits a small smile and a bit of a twinkle in his eye.]

Not about everything.

[ex_alighthouse135]

I guess you are already a man of many accomplishments.

[not_apriest]

Well. Skills. I don't know that I'd agree with 'accomplishments'.

[ex_alighthouse135]

[He's one of the king's musketeers! But she won't argue with him. She does tease him a bit.]

Perhaps you will regale me with more daring stories of your skills, then.

[not_apriest]

Perhaps I will.


Perhaps I'll only demonstrate.

[ex_alighthouse135]

I'll be pleased either way.

[not_apriest]

You flatter me.

[evilhandissues]

...You can thank the lady. [Indeed he had trouble singing a lot of it] I'm just...lucky I remembered it.

How'd it sound? I mean...good on all counts right?

[not_apriest]

Yes, very good. [A smirk.] And I intend to thank the lady properly, thank you.

[evilhandissues]

[eyebrow raise]

Of course.

[avoirfaim]

[ And Hannibal does applaud. It was simplistic, but Elizabeth's soul that pours out through her voice, and that does make something worth listening to. Art is, after all, half practice and half talent. ]

That was lovely.

[ex_alighthouse135]

[Elizabeth blushes at the compliment.]

Thank you, Dr. Lector. I'm so glad you enjoyed it.

[avoirfaim]

And I was glad to hear it.

[ex_alighthouse135]

I've always enjoyed singing, though I've not had the pleasure of an audience or a partner before.

[avoirfaim]

You do have a talent for it, which I can't say for every person who enjoys singing. Should you want a more formal instrumental accompaniment than a guitar, I'm quite skilled with the piano and harpsichord.

[Video]

[evilhandissues]

[And now Lindsey will interject]

What's wrong with the guitar?

[Video]

[ex_alighthouse135]

[And she interjects into his interjecting!]

I like the guitar!

[Video]

[avoirfaim]

[ Well fine, if we're having an actual three person conversation...]

There is nothing wrong with the guitar, it's simply a more folk instrument than a piano.

Re: [Video]

[evilhandissues]

...For poor people right doc? folksy?

[Irrational Anger is go. And it must seem irrational.]

[Video]

[avoirfaim]

[ It does seem irrational, and his eyes fix on Lindsey, though not with impatience. ]

A quality guitar costs a bit more than a mediocre piano, if I'm correct. Don't put words in my mouth, Lindsey, it's rude.

Re: [Video]

[evilhandissues]

[He looks visibly startled. That's the scary part.]

No, you're right. It was rude.

I'm...

[And click. He's off. Got to figure this out.]

[ex_alighthouse135]

That's very kind of you to say.

[She looks impressed by him, once again.]

You play those instruments? Dr. Lecter, is there anything you can't do?

[avoirfaim]

[ Well now, look at that smug smile passing as flattered. He leans forward towards the device as if telling a secret, though he barely lowers his voice. ]

I'm not particularly fond of woodworking.

[ Not that he can't be, mind you, he simply hasn't had the desire or need to dedicate himself to it for an extended period of time. ]

[ex_alighthouse135]

[She laughs a little.]

Well, thank goodness for that. We can't have you being too perfect.

[evilhandissues]

...Thank you doctor. [Even if you're not talking to him. Lindsey's intent]

[avoirfaim]

[ Yeah that wasn't for you. But he's not rude, not like butting into someone else's compliment is. ]

You both have a talent for harmony.

[evilhandissues]

[Lindsey is rude...not normally this rude but he looks uncomfortable. Distinctly and very truly uncomfortable]

...Sorry. For ...yeah.

[Earlier. Yelling]

[avoirfaim]

[ What makes someone truly rude isn't the action but the reaction. The rude never acknowledge their rudeness. In their blindness they prove themselves no better than animals.

Lindsey has, for the moment, proven himself somewhat better. ]

Thank you for the apology. I don't take kindly to rudeness, and I appreciate the concern.

[evilhandissues]

[Let's pretend this is after he clicked off earlier]

...I'm not-

usually so ...

Like that. I mean I'm usually a lot more intelligent if I want to say something mean. does that make any sense at all?

[avoirfaim]

It does. What I wonder is what caused this particular outburst. With the right stimuli, we all have the potential to snap.