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Forte was intrigued by the man and suddenly found himself wanting to tell the other how he came to the Beast's castle. "I simply went where there was work once I had perfected my skills with the organ and composing." Smirking out of the corner of his mouth he murmured, "And work just happened to be with the Beast."

The smirk faded when he began thinking about how his master originally had treated him when he first arrived. Scowling, his playing began to grow darker as he went down in octaves.

Damn Fae Curiosity || Maestro Forte & Puck

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brown-eyedbeauty-belle started following you

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Olivier Messiaen - Apparition de l’Église Éternelle

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Berlin Cathedral. Inside.

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"You also work as an underling?" Forte's smirk grew and he felt a little more comfortable speaking with this strange being. He obviously had a similar situation to his own and it was different to see someone on the same level. "I shall continue to play for you since it is not often that one appreciates my work." His tone was bitter, but his face remained relaxed as his hands moved to play another of his pieces that he had been working on.

Damn Fae Curiosity || Maestro Forte & Puck

Puck liked this person, he had no idea who this beast was but Puck was a bit jealous that he had a composer at his beck and call to have him play music whenever he pleased. Funny that, music to calm and quell someone, something?, called ‘the beast’. “I would love to hear more, I love music. What I mostly hear where my master lives is horrid.”

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A smirk crept its way onto Forte's face. "Flattery? Oh, I believe I could get used to your company, monsieur." His hand waved about as he began to explain, "I am Maestro Forte, the composer of this castle. I serve my prince, the Beast." He clasped his hands back together before eyeing the piano. "I play to soothe my master. His temper and aura needs containment." Adjusting his sleeves, he looked at Puck once more. "Would you care to hear some more?"

Damn Fae Curiosity || Maestro Forte & Puck

Curious as to how the other would react the fae drifted to stand a foot away from the musician and let himself be seen. “Your not crazy, and you do play beautifully, it’s what drew me here. I was curious as to who was playing. Sorry for interrupting.” Puck watched, he figured the man would either feel appreciated or annoyed, he wondered which, or would his reaction be something else entirely.

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Pausing any further actions, he found surprise welling up in him. When has his guard been let down to allow an intruder to walk in on his workplace? Shifting himself, he looked up at the figure next to him and eyed him with curiosity. His appearance was strange and definitely unlike most from the kingdom. So the question was where had he come from and why had he really come this far? The formality and sincerity of the man was keeping Forte from growing angry, but his curiosity about him was keeping him from turning him out. "What name might this intruder possess?"

Damn Fae Curiosity || Maestro Forte & Puck

Curious as to how the other would react the fae drifted to stand a foot away from the musician and let himself be seen. “Your not crazy, and you do play beautifully, it’s what drew me here. I was curious as to who was playing. Sorry for interrupting.” Puck watched, he figured the man would either feel appreciated or annoyed, he wondered which, or would his reaction be something else entirely.

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Forte X Puck by Korajun via anipan

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Forte's eyes moved away from the music sheets and he glanced around, curious as to where the sound might have come from. His hands dropped from a playing position and instead fell to his sides as he swiveled around on the bench. The usual sternness of his face was relaxed, but soon enough his brow scrutinized itself again when he couldn't find a source of the noise. He then saw no point in wasting his breath on asking who might be in there when it seemed evident that it was his own thoughts.

Damn Fae Curiosity || Maestro Forte & Puck

Puck had heard interesting things about Beast’s castle, it had him curious he had found out about roughly were it was and flew to the location, he made himself invisible so as not to be spotted by any humans. He looked down at the castle from his high vantage point, though it wasn’t as old as Wyvern Castle it was quite impressive, he flew about it for a length of time studying the architecture and even exploring parts within it.

In one of the halls he thought he heard the faint sound of music, curious he began to explore, the music grew louder and louder until he came upon a room that had a large pipe organ along the wall. Still curious and making sure to remain invisible he moved closer to investigate.

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Forte's hands were furiously scribbling down in his leather bound book, only stopping occasionally to dip his quill in ink. He spent most nights like this, sitting by candle light and writing until the light flickered out. Occasionally he would even play the newly written piece on an instrument, but it was never the effect he truly wanted. He glanced up at the light, noticing how dim it had become, and cursed at the kingdom's need for rest. It was harder for to write his pieces at night when he couldn't test the sounds on his organ and perfect his writings.

Dropping his quill, he finally let frustration take over as he stood up from the bench and wandered over to a nearby piano. Placing his test music sheets on the stand, he got himself into position to play the piece. It was quieter and in a lower octave than how he would normally play the piece, but it would have to suffice for him until morning came along and gave back his musical freedoms.

Damn Fae Curiosity || Maestro Forte & Puck

Puck had heard interesting things about Beast’s castle, it had him curious he had found out about roughly were it was and flew to the location, he made himself invisible so as not to be spotted by any humans. He looked down at the castle from his high vantage point, though it wasn’t as old as Wyvern Castle it was quite impressive, he flew about it for a length of time studying the architecture and even exploring parts within it.

In one of the halls he thought he heard the faint sound of music, curious he began to explore, the music grew louder and louder until he came upon a room that had a large pipe organ along the wall. Still curious and making sure to remain invisible he moved closer to investigate.

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(Say hello to Pedofar and his sexy legs)

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[Muffled cackling from the mun]

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that piano freaked me out when i was little

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His scowl deepened and his forehead creased as he watched her circling him, almost as if she were taunting him even without verbalizing them. How typical of an enchantress to act mysterious and toy with someone. He scrunched up his nose as if there was a bad smell around them, "Mademoiselle, does it appear that I am currently in possession of an instrument?" His face appeared to lose its tension as he chuckled and stepped outside of her wandering circle, before turning on his heels to face her. "The answer is no." He threw his hands up for emphasis. "If you really want me to show more "tricks", then perhaps you should wait until I am near my instruments."

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Mim quickly stepped forward after the Forte had moved. She really did not like being so close to the fellow but she liked the slight annoyance flashing over faces when she invaded personal space. It was a good way to read someone’s personality. That white-haired buffoon used that technique all the time so the madame had watched and learned. It was good that the fool taught her so much before he learned of her real nature.

“Hrm. You do not have many companions correct? A loner? ” she murmured as she circled him again. Her steps were dainty and careful. Hearing that baldy was holding back irked Mim. “If you could do other things then you should probably show me that too…” the aged madame huffed. “That little trick you pulled was not really inspiring,Baldy”

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Tucking the quill and parchment away, he wrinkled his nose at how close she had moved to him. He wasn't too fond of his personal boundaries being invaded like this. The only person he had ever allowed to do that was his master, the Beast. Sidestepping, Forte attempted to be subtle with his discomfort about being so close.

Her amusement in his performance had only slightly pleased him, but he was mostly filled with concern. He rubbed his temples before moving his hands in a conducting motion, "Actually I can do other forms, such as when I am composing, but it is the strongest when I am playing an instrument itself." He then moved his hands to dust himself off and adjust his coat before resuming his stoic appearance.

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Mim stared at the two figures steadily. Seeing the parchment and quill caused a eyebrow to lift. She crept over silently and peered over the baldy’s shoulder at what was being written. The musical notes were perplexing to say the least. This powderwig had a odd type of magic she decided. He might be fairly useful just as long as there was paper to write on. That was rather low level magic though. It was far too easy for some hero to stop him by taking the quill from him. 

“Interestingggg.” she chirped as the bush grew though honestly Mim was not too impressed. When it withered and died her green eyes sparkled. “Ohhh Veryyy interessstingg!” she cheered while jumping up with malicious glee. 

“Hrn. So you can only use magic if you have a pencil handy?” she asked, teasingly. 

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He eyed the bush curiously. What could he do to the bush that would reveal some of his abilities and yet not too much? He had confidence in himself, but he did not want to present himself as a threat to this bewitched woman. Pulling out a scroll of parchment and a quill from his coat, he decided to harness the abilities given to him by Lord Chernabog. Knowing that he did not need ink for this type of quill, he began to write music. Music with many crescendos and lyrics about the bush. Glancing up, Forte watched as the bush began to grow at an alarming rate. Chuckling to himself, he then made a huge decrescendo in his music and hummed, "Ashes, ashes, we all fall down." Stopping his writing, he looked at the bush once more and saw that it had withered up and was falling apart like it had been dead for years. Without another word, he glanced up to the woman and waited for her response.

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(( Remember when we wrote long posts? Yeah… ))

Mim continued to circle the organ. A sly smile etched itself onto her face as Forte said he knew less than her about magic. Well that was a given. Only Merlin was truly able to best her. She took tremendous pride in that fact. It did ache at her pride that others like Maleficent were praised for their work and Mim was still unknown. Someday very soon she would change that. Living as a unknown had advantages still. The lavender madame had freedom and could go wherever she wished without having to hide her true self. But this organ fellow had probably gone through that too. “Hrm. Try anyway.” Mim muttered. She waved her hand towards a bush or roses in the castle’s courtyard. “Try on those. I’m simply too curious to see what you can do , Mr. Baldy.”