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[starrydome]

 Tonight, Elrond has brought his harp with him. 
He eats dinner first, enjoying steamed vegetables and roasted potatoes, and a glass of wine. 

Later, he settles at the side of the fireplace and plays, softly enough for it to not bother those further away. 
The songs are beautiful. Some are happy in a quiet sort of way, others are melancholic. 

He plays well and his voice is sure and full toned. 

Catch him at dinner or at the fireplace. 

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[street_sparrow]

Gavroche settles nearby and listens quietly. Elrond's voice is very fine and pleasant to hear, he doesn't want to interrupt.

[starrydome]

When the song is finished, Elrond looks up and sees a familiar face. Although the owner of said face might not recognize Elrond . Seeing as how he was a great deal younger when last they spoke.

He smiles at Gavroche and says, "I am glad to see you . You were kind to a small child some time ago and I should like to repay that kindness."

[street_sparrow]

"I try to be kind to small children", he says, smiling, then his eyes flick to Elrond's ears. "Peredhel?"

[starrydome]

Elrond nods, still smiling. "Yes. Though it to me is a very long time ago."

[wannab_hokage]

There is a young boy in the rafters above the Elf lord. He has had a long day, and the music is very pretty. Also, after what he has been through, he's pretty tired.

Enter Naruto Uzamaki falling out of the rafters and being woken by a hard landing near the Elrond.

"Ouch!"

[starrydome]

Elrond d silences his harp and hurries over to the child on the floor.
"Are you hurt?" He asks, kneeling down next to him.

[wannab_hokage]

Naruto looks up at the man kneeling next to him. The pain from the fall is already subsiding, thanks to the Nine Tailed Fox Demon sealed inside the boy's navel. Of course he doesn't know much about that yet.

"Yeah, I think I am fine, Dattebayo," he says, "Were'd the music go?"

We he's wide awake now.

[starrydome]

"That is good," Elrond says and then he holds up his harp.
"I stopped playing"

[electro_kinetic]

Noriko is still working on her newest project, because whoever said it took approximately ninety minutes was lying.

Her wildly colorful self and outfit seem a bit at odds with the calm nature with which she's listening to the harp music. It's pretty.

[starrydome]

While especially the hair might tempt him to raise an eyebrow, he doesn't.
Milliways is a strange place. Why should people not have hair the color of blue cloth?

So if she looks at him, he'll smile at her, and nod a greeting.

[electro_kinetic]

She does look at him when she looks up from the assembly of the tiny plastic pieces that are forming oddly insect-like leg units.

Noriko gives the man--well, she hopes it's a man, he looks masculine enough but she rarely sees guys with hair that long and robes playing harps--a smile, brushing the fringe of her hair out of her face; it's braided intricately to her scalp and interwoven with thin black ribbons, leaving a loose strip falling over one side of her head. It's very different as far as style goes, but she likes it.

"Pretty song." She has no idea what it is he's singing about, though, or she'd say something a little more descriptive.

[starrydome]

"Thank you," he says. "It's a song about longing for spring and the song of the nightingale."
So pretty fits with the theme.

"May I ask what you are building?"

multipups are listening to you.

[whipped_weapon]

Four elves are currently listening to your music without interruption, their respective drinks forgotten.
One, Naitachal by name (the black skinned fellow in the ornate red and gold robe, is scribbling down musical notations as fast as he can, on some sheets of paper.

Re: multipups are listening to you.

[starrydome]

Elrond picks a dancing tune next. If they are anything like his own people, they'll leap at the opportunity.

Re: multipups are listening to you.

[not_sinister]

Well, let's see. The black skinned elf in armor is tapping a foot along with the music, but is not likely to dance. Probably because he does not have a partner or does not want to make a fool of himself on the dance floor.

However, the red-clad elf with a similar complexion looks torn for a moment before he comes to a decision. He tugs at the blond elf in the green and silver armor, pulling him out of the booth, to dance with him.

The dance the deeply amused blond elf is following him in, is unfamiliar. Probably native to another world.

Their female companion laughs at their antics for a few moments, before her lips curve into a small smile.

Re: multipups are listening to you.

[starrydome]

Elrond will keep it up as long as they enjoy themselves.

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus looks up from his book at the music and takes his panpipe from his scarf, gently joining in the music.

[starrydome]

Elrond lets the song grow into another, even better suited for flute.
It's a song of forests and growing things, the light between dancing leaves, the scent of moss , hidden berries between thorns."

[friend_of_lucy]

He smiles as he plays, adding a few trilling notes to mimic the wind or nymphs' laughter.

[runningred]

Jay finds a seat nearby and sits to listen, his eyes half closed.

He waits till Elrond stops to bring him a glass of wine. "The music of your people is beautiful."

[starrydome]

Elrond accepts the glass with a smile.

"Thank you," he says. "Different from what you normally enjoy, I would guess?"
At least, judging from what he had heard in the garage.

[runningred]

Jay shrugs, "I have varied tastes - different music for different times. Yours is the music of quiet thoughts and better times rather than bashing and crashing around the garage."

[penderwydd]

Tegid Tathal was sitting near, his own harp silenced, just enjoying the music. His own students would benefit from being here, but alas they were not called here. It had been a very long time since he had been here, and it was good to listen to music.

(OOC I only just realized that I should have replied with Tegid. Sorry for being late.)

[starrydome]

Elrond plays ballads and lullabies , epic poems and ancient love songs.
When he spots the harp at the others ' feet, he smiles. He is welcome to join in.

[penderwydd]

Tegid grinned and took up his harp and joined in the melody, improvising, as he did not know the specific songs.

(OOC: It is his turn to offer a drink.)