Ginia Solana (
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3rd Orb - 19th of Rebirth's Decline; Evening
[It's been a long day. Too many long days, but today was particularly taxing between being set free from a curse and injuring the two people she loves most in the process, briefly attending a farce posing as a wedding, and returning as many of her ill-gained goods as possible.
That Ginia happened to find a piano in one of the rooms of the castle was perhaps one of the best things to happen all day. So seated at the piano, having traded her armor and dark clothes for a dress and the only jewelry a beautiful emerald and silver necklace, Ginia sets the orb on the piano, offering the briefest of smiles, being she begins to play.
After she finishes the first song, she pauses before she begins playing her next song.
There's another pause before her third song. It's one that takes a bit of thought and she's not even sure if the person who she wants to hear it is listening, but even if he isn't, maybe someone else will get the message for themselves. So taking a deep breath, Ginia begins to sing and play.
Her fourth, and final song, may be a little strange to anyone familiar with it. However, as Ginia sings and plays Silver Bells, it's intended for one recipient only. Everyone else can simply enjoy it.
Once she's finished, she bows her head modestly and smile as the orb.]
I hope you all enjoyed that. If... you'd like to hear more, I'd be happy to oblige.
((ooc; Yes, that's right, Ginia is talking. As per this log, Helios enchanted a necklace (picked out by Giles) that allows her to talk. The necklace only works if she's wearing it, magic-canceling abilities will prevent the necklace from working.))
That Ginia happened to find a piano in one of the rooms of the castle was perhaps one of the best things to happen all day. So seated at the piano, having traded her armor and dark clothes for a dress and the only jewelry a beautiful emerald and silver necklace, Ginia sets the orb on the piano, offering the briefest of smiles, being she begins to play.
After she finishes the first song, she pauses before she begins playing her next song.
There's another pause before her third song. It's one that takes a bit of thought and she's not even sure if the person who she wants to hear it is listening, but even if he isn't, maybe someone else will get the message for themselves. So taking a deep breath, Ginia begins to sing and play.
Her fourth, and final song, may be a little strange to anyone familiar with it. However, as Ginia sings and plays Silver Bells, it's intended for one recipient only. Everyone else can simply enjoy it.
Once she's finished, she bows her head modestly and smile as the orb.]
I hope you all enjoyed that. If... you'd like to hear more, I'd be happy to oblige.
((ooc; Yes, that's right, Ginia is talking. As per this log, Helios enchanted a necklace (picked out by Giles) that allows her to talk. The necklace only works if she's wearing it, magic-canceling abilities will prevent the necklace from working.))
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[Understatement is understated.]
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Your notebook has...gained a surprising amount of versatility.
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[Ginia's hand goes to the necklace around her neck. Her smile is mixed; fond, touched, loving, apprehensive.] A friend made this for me. It allows me to speak as long as I'm wearing it.
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[A little smile.]
I didn't know you were musical.
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That was quite lovely!
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Thank you. Is there else anything you'd like to hear?
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[Another song from her world. There are so many Ginia hardly knows where to begin. But in light of all the weddings of the day - or at least all the attempted weddings, goodness knows if anyone was actually wed in the mess - Ginia goes for something a little classical and cheerful]
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You have a gorgeous voice.
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Oh, boy.
Giles refuses to cry over the orb. He absolutely refuses, and yet...when he appears in the image, his glasses are off, and he has one hand over his eyes. And he's very obviously in tears.
He was not expecting that. He was not expecting all his emotional defenses to suddenly be rendered absolutely worthless in the face of that song. And he hadn't realized until just now how much he'd missed her singing.
Or how much he'd missed her.]
...wonderful, Ginia.
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It's much more wonderful as a duet. [In the snow, an intimate moment between two blossoming with love and reveling in it.]
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Yes, it was.
...but, um...don't sell yourself short, of course. Gotten any positive response?
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[But the one that matters the most to her is his comment, his response, his approval. She looks away from the orb, fiddles lightly with her sleeve, suddenly unable to look at him again. ]
Rupert? Can I come home? [Her voice doesn't dare rise above a whisper out of lingering fear he'll still reject or cast her aside.]
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Not because he'd ever reject her or cast her aside. But because he wants to dispel those lingering doubts, and has never been good at that.]
I've...I've missed you.
And we...I've wanted you back, more than anything.
S-So, um...yes, Ginia. You can.
You always could.
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[Ginia obliges and begins to play one of her favorite songs, Lullaby for a Stormy Night.]
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Ginia miss your Mutti too?
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So when Ginia comes downstairs the next day there will be the sweet smell of sweet buns, bacon, and perhaps even pancakes and eggs cooking in the kitchen. Helios will be humming happily and fixing up breakfast, which is almost done, when she comes in. He's a bit preoccupied at the moment so he doesn't hear Ginia when she enters. ]
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[Ginia could smell the food cooking long before she came down the stairs, which was only further motivation to come down. The previous night was wonderful, the perfect reunion between the three of them, and even if Ginia felt she still had a long way to go to make things up to them, they were all in a good place.
She stops in the doorway and admires the sight, slowly shaking her head.]
I should be the one cooking for the both of you.
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[ He also couldn't sleep but that's not important. ] I hope you're hungry, I think made a bit too much...
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You certainly did. Maybe we can share with the neighbors. Well? Anything I can help with?
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[ Helios looks at the food cooking and then the table and then Ginia. He is totally ignoring the shirt, okay. ] Help me set the table, if you don't mind?
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