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† isaac bowin | the fiddler

first movement; overture [ video ]

[ The room is dark - well, dimly lit. Someone appears to have taken pains to shut as much light out as possible without actually moving anything, but it doesn't do that much.

The person responsible for the broadcast moves into the view of the camera, seemingly unaware of it. Their face can't be made out - not that it could anyway, as they're not facing the camera.

There's enough light to discern that this person is wearing a black, slightly ragged suit, contrasting nicely with shoulder-length white hair. There's the rustle of cloth, the soft plink of a string, and a violin briefly comes into view as they raise the instrument to their shoulder, bow in the other hand.

A slightly shaky breath, and then they put bow to string, pausing for a brief moment.

And then the violin sings. This performance goes on for quite a while.

What may be impressive is that the whole thing is played perfectly; no hesitation or stumbling. When the person is finished, they lower the violin, and the broadcast ends.

The name attached to the broadcast may be familiar to some people. ]

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[ No words, just clapping. Hello fiddles. ]

Edited 2012-05-29 06:01 (UTC)

[ skdfhlskgh whoops he didn't even realise this was still on! but that's a name he hasn't seen in a while. still, though, it's a familiar one. it gets a little chuckle out of him, strained though it is.

not turning video on again, though, he looks like death warmed over and nobody needs to see that. ]

Why, thank you. I'm pleased you enjoyed my performance.

[ his voice is quiet, wavering slightly. cheerful, in a strained kind of way. ]

[ Eventually he's just going to show up and he won't have a choice in the manner, but for now, he'll be a gentleman about it, and just speak up with an amused sort of tone: ]

Why, I do believe that's a name I haven't seen in some time. Fiddler, welcome to the City. [ Wow, that might be a sour note on the last word. ]

[ well as long as you're being a gentleman about it :| he's glad to hear from you, anyway! ]

The same to you, Shade. How have you been doing? [ yep that sure is a sour note there, and he knows exactly why ] Though I'm sure you'd much rather be back in Opal than here.

Ah, yes. However, that is neither here nor there, I've had a week or so to allow the prospect to sink in. [ A beat. Generally, one does not tell an old villain buddy that you've been helping out the other side. ]

I have been well, however. It's good to see you faring well.

Homesickness is always hard to deal with, even at the best of times. I would hazard that this situation is certainly not that. [ he wouldn't even mind now, honestly. being dead gives you kind of different priorities.

there's a small laugh at 'faring well'. it sounds a little bit strained, a little sick, and kind of morbidly amused. ]

That's good to know.

[ A long pause, he is on to you Fiddler... ]

I would say that I intend to make this unplanned outing a short one. How have you been in recent years? I haven't heard much.

[ it's not hard to catch on honestly he's not taking much effort to hide it

which is mostly because he feels too out of it to try, whoops. ]

Oh, well enough, well enough! Up to a certain point, I suppose. [ translation: WELL I KIND OF UP AND DIED BUT I DON'T KNOW IF I SHOULD SAY THAT ]

Up to a certain point? [ He sounds bemused with asking the question. ]

Mm, well, you know.

Being forcibly expelled from the mortal coil is some inconvenience. [ not only once but TWICE! gosh :c ]

Dead, of course. [ a beat. ] Something I'm afraid I have little experience with. Other than being on the other end of the deal. Although I did go to hell in recent years, I suppose that may count.

Not once, but twice. An extraordinary stroke of misfortune. [ yeah this is a BIT awkward ]

Ah, hell. Hospitable, it is decidedly not.

Indeed? How did you manage that particular feat?

Decidedly not of my own volition or consent. You are familiar with the Black Lanterns, are you not?

[ A pause. He is most decidedly not familiar with them ]

There are Black Lanterns now? Do you remember the day when the only Green Lantern was the one in Gotham?

[ OH WELL NOW THIS JUST GOT EVEN MORE AWKWARD A LITTLE ]

Hm, yes. I do, though I don't remember too much about him. [ he was probably noodling around in Keystone tbh ] There's a veritable rainbow of them, I believe.

There was--some incident, I don't know the details, [ if this was video you could totally see him waving a hand right now ] but the Black Lantern method of gathering troops for their side was reviving the already dead and sending them out to...gather emotion, I believe. [ CAN YOU SEE WHERE THIS IS GOING. ]

Undead soldiers. I suppose as far as creating armies go, it is rather effective. And eventually the dead returned to their graves, I assume? [ A hesitant beat. ] A shame, of course.

I was quite glad when that whole fiasco was over, actually. In exchange for resurrection and the power to harvest emotion, the rings took any humanity remaining.

[ A pause. ]

It wasn't pleasant.

[ They harvested emotion from anyone living.

It was the first time his music had been wielded, truly, as a weapon of destruction; not to hypnotise or to protect, but to break. ]

[ While they've been conversing, ceiling Shade has been popping in and around to hunt for the old villain buddy, and just at the right time, as usual, Fiddler's room, wherever it is, is going to get a nice little tell-tale vortex, before the posh gentleman steps out, removing his top hat in a polite gesture. ]

As someone who is the furthest thing from human, i know the experience must be jarring. [ He pauses, and then: ] I hope I'm not intruding.

[ well, he's kind of sitting on his bed and has taken the liberty of cocooning himself somewhat in the sheets, legs pulled up to his chest.

his violin is sitting on his bedside table, and he's made sure that it can't fall off because of a slight breeze or gravity or something. basically he just cleared everything else off except the lamp....

it's pretty dark in here, but there's more than enough light to see that Isaac looks like death warmed over, which explains why he's huddled up. ]

It wasn't the most pleasant of transitions, I will admit. [ he waves a hand, dismissively. ] It's not as if I'm doing much - you're not intruding in the slightest.

[ Well, it takes him a moment to take it all in, and then he hoists his cane underneath an arm, opting to sit on the closest available chair for the moment, crossing a leg on his knee, a grim look on his face. The lack of light hardly bothers him, but it's more this whole...upset person thing. He'll get over it in a moment, though. ]

It never is, to find oneself inhuman. [ He pauses, actually waving a hand. ] I can't imagine it is particularly pleasant even now. You look human, at least.

[ A wan, sort of apologetic smile. ] If I was still a Black Lantern, I assure you it would be noticeable. And I would look significantly worse than this.

My apologies. I would take steps to make this more suited to greeting guests, but my balance isn't the best at this point in time. [ translation: light hurts and everything feels terrible, also i think i will fall over if i stand up too long ]

[ He scoffs. ] Please, we didn't precisely meet each other over wine and French cuisine, now did we?

I'm honestly surprised you managed something of a performance, but I suppose an artist will always endure for his craft.

[ that gets an amused little laugh, and a smile. ] A fair point. But all the same, I like to be hospitable. [ as if he ever had people over... ]

It was more to relieve stress, actually. It's refreshing just to play, and not to think about much else.

Ah, yes, especially a time like now, hm? [ He pauses again. He's kept minor tabs on the other members of their little triad, but it's hardly like he was watching close, too busy grooming Jack. ]

This would be the most opportune time to relieve stress. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to get easier, but that may be my sentimentality showing.

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