Fourth Uprising [Audio, backdated to a day or so after Chopin disappeared]

[niepokonany]

[[AUDIO]]

[Luceti is surely used to hearing Chopin's music played over the journals by now. This time, though, it's played by a less steady hand-- whoever is playing isn't terrible, but he isn't a genius, or even a professional. Still, there's a lot of feeling in the song, slow and sad as it is.]

[And when it's finished, there's a long pause before he manages to push out the words:]

Fryderyk Franciszek Chopin -- Frederic -- isn't in Luceti anymore.

[What else can he say? Nothing, so he ends the feed.]

[[VIDEO - Locked to House 44 residents]]

So just a heads up, I'm gonna go find my own place.

[He never REALLY lived there anyways, he thinks, just sort of crashed in Chopin's room. And without him there... He's going to have to find ways to make it on his own here.]

Comments

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[Ginia listens to the song, recognizing it as Chopin's work. It's not played perfectly, but it's still beautiful and he would be proud. Well done, piano player.

It's the message that comes after that makes Ginia's heart sink a little. Frederic was gone. She didn't know him well, though the fact they were once friends does make things feel a little more bitter. But she did respect him and was enjoying her piano lessons with him.]

Thank you for letting us know. He'll be missed.

[Written]

[niepokonany]

Least I could do.

Were you like a friend?

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[It's a difficult question. They knew each other, were even friends the last time Ginia was here, but that was the past. Now...]

I was a student. I respected him.

[Written]

[niepokonany]

[He's glad this is written, because it gives him time to decide what to say, and he's not always good at that.]

Keep practicing ok? I bet he wouldn't want to see you give up.

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

I will, though I didn't plan on stopping any time soon.

[...And since it's kinda rude not introducing herself, even if it's under depressing circumstances:]

I'm Ginia.

[Written]

[niepokonany]

Ok good.

The Kingdom of Poland.

Poland's fine, though, or "Feliks" if it wierds you out.

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[.......Huh. Ginia's... not sure what to think about that.]

It's nice to meet you. I'm sorry it was under such circumstances.