open ][ piano man, he makes his stand in the auditorium
Universe: Normal Rift!verse
Time: Present day
Place: A dark, quiet piano bar somewhere in Chicago
Characters: Larry Paul, OPEN
Larry arrived in Chicago three weeks ago. He did all of the usual settling in; finding somewhere to live, coming to terms with the rift and it's powers, and most importantly finding something to remind him of home. That reminder came with a stumble into a small bar off the beaten path. Larry went in, wooed in by the music, and he stayed all night.
He went back again and again, he couldn't stay away. He started talking to people. The bartender, the owner, other patrons; anyone that would talk back. And now just weeks later, he has finagled his way onto the piano. It's not an official performance or anything, it's just a lull. A break between other things when he's granted the right to sit at the gorgeous ivory keys and do what he does best.
The first note is tentative. Almost rusty. He stumbles over the keys to start, but then almost flawlessly falls into the familiarity of his one true love. Music.
It's a known song, one that he knows by heart. One that he can put all of his heart into and truly make the crowd feel.
"When the rain is blowing in your face, and the whole world is on your case..."
And when he finishes he humbly pulls himself from the piano and returns to the bar, to his glass of scotch, with a small smile to himself. It's that feeling again. Calm. Ease. A feeling that everything just might be okay. It's what he's needed for weeks now.
{*Song is Make You Feel My Love by Bob Dylan}
Time: Present day
Place: A dark, quiet piano bar somewhere in Chicago
Characters: Larry Paul, OPEN
Larry arrived in Chicago three weeks ago. He did all of the usual settling in; finding somewhere to live, coming to terms with the rift and it's powers, and most importantly finding something to remind him of home. That reminder came with a stumble into a small bar off the beaten path. Larry went in, wooed in by the music, and he stayed all night.
He went back again and again, he couldn't stay away. He started talking to people. The bartender, the owner, other patrons; anyone that would talk back. And now just weeks later, he has finagled his way onto the piano. It's not an official performance or anything, it's just a lull. A break between other things when he's granted the right to sit at the gorgeous ivory keys and do what he does best.
The first note is tentative. Almost rusty. He stumbles over the keys to start, but then almost flawlessly falls into the familiarity of his one true love. Music.
It's a known song, one that he knows by heart. One that he can put all of his heart into and truly make the crowd feel.
"When the rain is blowing in your face, and the whole world is on your case..."
And when he finishes he humbly pulls himself from the piano and returns to the bar, to his glass of scotch, with a small smile to himself. It's that feeling again. Calm. Ease. A feeling that everything just might be okay. It's what he's needed for weeks now.
{*Song is Make You Feel My Love by Bob Dylan}