Eighth Transformation [video/action if you can find him] [BACKDATED to evening on Christmas]

[exeggutorhead]

[When the video feed switches on, the camera situated near the floor. There is clearly a Pokemon filming this discreetly. A listener will be able to hear a piano being played; it's a slow, almost sad melody, but the player has clearly performed the piece countless times. However, said player is not yet in view, the camera-Pokemon choosing instead to pan around at the scenery. It's a somewhat musty, cluttered music shop from the looks of things. The owner is at the front counter listening, apparently having decided not to attend the festival. The camera finally turns towards the piano itself, revealing Envy as the musician. There are green earmuffs and a similar colored scarf around his neck, and under that one might catch a glint of gold chain. On the bench beside him lie a pair of black gloves, and some sort of colorful bauble is partially poking out of a coat pocket.]

[As for his expression, it's almost unreadable, although there's a look in his eyes that hints this music as something familiar and very old, although not dear. After a minute or two more, however, his fingers still. He's still looking right ahead at the blank place where a sheet of music would go, and an almost wry smirk briefly crosses his face before he mutters--]

Yeah, Leo. I can play something happy, if you want.

[The words don't so much sound as though he's lost it and has started talking to a voice in his head, but more like this is some sort of reliving of memory. He pauses to think for a moment, before starting into another song. As he plays this one, anyone still watching will catch sight of something very rare: Envy actually looks genuinely happy. No smirks or teasing grins, just a small smile. At the end of the song, the smile fades, and he closes the lid over the keys so that he can rest an elbow on it to prop up his chin. He looks a little frustrated with himself, a little wistful, and his next words are barely audible.]

Heh. Guess I really am pathetic sometimes.

[With the little concert over, the feed ends.]

Comments

[video, locked to Envy]

[greedismyname.livejournal.com]

[For his part, Greed just smiles and laughs a little.] Y'know, I always liked that song. 's too bad no one could play it 's well as you. I woulda got you t' actually dance if that were th' case. Hey, that reminds me, did ya get my gift, crazyhead?

[video]

[exeggutorhead]

[Since he had no idea he was being filmed, Envy's first reaction is to tense, looking wary and defensive. He only relaxes a little bit at Greed's words, giving him a somewhat suspicious look.] Yeah, who says I'd want to dance with you anyway? [From the way he leans a little closer to the camera and the look in his eyes, though, he wouldn't exactly mind Greed being there. He hadn't fit in with the rest of the festival-goers, it was why he'd gone off on his own, but...]

[At the question though, he snorts.] Yeah, you mean that yarn thing posing as a hat? It's in my room, I've been keeping the egg I got in it.

And I got the chocolate too. [It was already mostly eaten. He's still frowning as he continues.] What about you?

[video] hooray backtagging~ *fails*

[greedismyname.livejournal.com]

Y'mean the weird hat? [He laughs] Yeah, I got it. Scout likes it best though. [Scout pops up on screen and chirps happily, looking quite ridiculous in the sharpedo hat, She's using it to freak out Lucky, it seems.] How about you play a little of that one opera (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kkJhxJU-0yg&feature=related) we all went t' see, ya remember any of th' tunes from that?

[video]

[exeggutorhead]

Yeah, the hat. Get anything else? [Envy was trusting that you were smart enough to figure out that he sent the pastries. ARE YOU SMART, GREED?]

[He stops to think about the request. He does remember some of it, but not all. It's been a while. So when he does start to play, it's several of the pieces mixed together. Along with his own embellishments when he's forgotten a bit. Since he's mostly making it up as he goes, he won't get too distracted if Greed keeps talking.]

{Voice}

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

That first piece... it was beautiful. {The voice is distictly feminine, and sounds rather wistful.}

{Voice}

[exeggutorhead]

[Envy starts a little at the unexpected voice. It's not one he recognizes, and although he's not too happy about having been overheard, he does like compliments.] Yeah?

I've had a lot of time to practice that one.

{Voice}

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

From what I know of this device, I do believe that you were broadcasting openly, so...

It sounded similar to a piece I used to hear a lot when I was little...

{She's happy to give credit where credit's due.}

{Voice}

[exeggutorhead]

Yeah, figures. It wasn't supposed to be on at all.

I've heard this one most of my life. Maybe whoever you heard it from has similar tastes to my mother. [He laughs quietly, as thought that's amusing.] Name's Envy.

[VIdeo]

[used-slackoff.livejournal.com]

Neve' could play a musical instrument fo' the life of me. That was nice, though.

[Video]

[exeggutorhead]

Thanks. I've had a lot of time to practice. [He's hiding his displeasure at being overheard very well, and if this person hadn't paid attention to the things he'd said then there wasn't any harm in taking compliments.]

[Video]

[used-slackoff.livejournal.com]

[Fang not picking up on those mumblings? Haha, that's a good one!] So it seems.

[And now is time for trollan'.]

So, who's Leo?

[Video]

[exeggutorhead]

[If she's looking for a reaction, she gets one. Envy practically bristles, although he keeps his voice mostly level. There is decidedly an edge to it though.] Three centuries dead and none of your business. I don't even know who you are.

[video]

[stakethruheart.livejournal.com]

[someone is intrigued by this display of musical talent]

Kiyahaha! Play something happy again~

[video]

[exeggutorhead]

[He nearly makes a frustrated noise; someone else who'd seen? Although...showing off some couldn't be too bad, maybe.]

Maybe I will, if you'll give me your name in exchange.

[video]

[stakethruheart.livejournal.com]

Aaah, so greedy, wanting to know my name in addition to having my attention~

[a small bow] Asmodeus of Lust, right here!

[video]

[exeggutorhead]

[He snickers.] Nah, I'm not Greed. I'm Envy. And I've known two Lusts before, pleasure to meet another. I'll certainly play you a song~

[He pauses to think, both of where he's heard a name like hers before and what song he'll play.] You wouldn't happen to know Beatrice would you? She's the only other person I've met talking about knowing sins.

[action]

[greatbigrock]

<sub>[Totally found you by a lucky shot. That's the life of Tulio - very lucky, then very unlucky, then luck again, and so it goes, circle.

Actually, finding Envy could be both a good thing or a bad thing. ...Well, whatever.

Sneaking in after you stopped playing - playing which he heard outside.]</sub>

Envy where have y-

_{[Beat. Look at piano, look at Envy, piano. Envy.]}

You were playing that?

[action]

[exeggutorhead]

[Envy startles a little when Tulio speaks, almost flinching against the piano. He hadn't expected to be caught in person, despite all the people who'd seen over the video. He sounds a little wary when he speaks.] Yeah.

It's...something I do on Christmas. Sometimes. When I remember. [Or when he's feeling particularly lonely or out of place.]

[action]

[greatbigrock]

_{[Well. Tulio's generally oblivious to emotions and whatnot so he doesn't really pick up on that, but he does feel rather awkward without managing to place why. Ah, well. Let's just ... ignore that.]}

Oh, I ... see. _{[Vague gesture]} I didn't know you could.

[Text] | You decide if Envy sees who's sending this xD

[thattrail.livejournal.com]

_{[Alright, Miguel is really trying to make sure that Envy won't know who's seinding this text. And what do you know, it looks like he is succeeding. Somewhat. Maybe.]}

i didnt know you could play piano. youre good

_{[Miguel respects musical talent, but he'd never be caught complimenting Envy.]}

[Text] hmm I think he totally will >:D

[exeggutorhead]

[Miguel almost succeeds. Almost. Unfortunately for him Envy knows how to technology better :(. And now he is extremely confused.]

I've had a long time to learn. thanks

how much did you see?

[Mostly, 'did you see me talking to myself like a loser']

[Text] oho Miguel still thinks he's safely anonymous though. This can get interesting C:

[thattrail.livejournal.com]

most of it <sub>[All of it]

[Miguel is itching to ask who this Leo is but he will restrain his curiosity for now]</sub>

i havent heard much harpsichord music, much less seen someone play it. wish i had cause they sound beautiful


_{(ooc: oops real Pianos didn't exist in the 16th century. Pretend he said Harpsichord there before as well >_>)}

[video]

[endlesswitch101.livejournal.com]

... It's been awhile since I've heard anyone play the piano.

[She holds her right hand up to the camera. The gold, snake ring is around her ring finger. One of her rare genuine smiles appears on her expression, though it is small.] You have good taste.

[video]

[exeggutorhead]

[He doesn't mind so much anymore that people heard him play, although his voice still holds a note of caution. Had she heard what he'd said?] Really? I hope listening to me was enjoyable, then.

[He does look very pleased at the compliment to his gift, though, and that goes for both the words and the smile.] I know I do~

I'm glad you like it, it seemed fitting. I'm grateful for what you gave me, too. [He grins and pulls the necklace out from underneath the scarf to show that he's wearing it.]

[video] asdfjkl; I'm so sorry I'm late @.@ school has been keeping me pretty busy lately

[endlesswitch101.livejournal.com]

It was.

I'm happy to see that someone does. [She starts thinking about a certain troll who completely put down her gift. She hopes that her face is blank so Envy doesn't notice.]

[She sighs and pulls the blanket around her shoulds closer to keep the chills of the night away. She'd have to thank Mammon for the blanket later. She's also alone, unless you count Abbadon.]