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[voicewhichcalls.livejournal.com]

[ Erik is, quite possibly, this community's most elusive member. For his own good reasons, he's not much of a talker - and never has been. Still, he's learned that it's best to put in a (carefully calculated) appearance from time to time, to lessen his chances of appearing there without his consent.

This time that he's choosing to appear before the denizens of DDD, he's got a little something to share. Brilliantly taking the focus off his own body and self, one can only appear to view his hands and fingers. They are hard at work to play a song for whoever may be listening. This song, in particular.

At the end, a very husky male voice announces: ]

There will be more in a fortnight. Adieu.

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[ifishouldreturn.livejournal.com]

May we not know the identity of the musician who so kindly entertains us?

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[voicewhichcalls.livejournal.com]

[ He hesitates for a long moment. ]

... You may call me Erik.

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[ifishouldreturn.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

I am Faramir. You are a man of great talent, Erik.

[Private]

[voicewhichcalls.livejournal.com]

You are far too kind, Monsieur Faramir. But thank you greatly.

[Private]

[ifishouldreturn.livejournal.com]

Will you favour the community with further performances in the future?

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[songinflight.livejournal.com]

[She knows before he says anything that this is his work. Too many years have passed listening to his songs to think otherwise. She's a little hesitant to actually speak to him even after wondering about him for so long. So instead she writes which he can probably recognize.]

That was beautiful.

[voice]

[voicewhichcalls.livejournal.com]

[ Indeed, he does recognize her writing. Still, he answers in his own voice - very painstakingly careful to remain neutral, however, no different than in the past when he has communicated with her through a more thorough veil of anonymity. ]

You are too kind.

written

[songinflight.livejournal.com]

Hardly. I look forward to your next performance.

[voice]

[voicewhichcalls.livejournal.com]

I will do my best to live up to your expectations, mademoiselle.

written

[songinflight.livejournal.com]

I doubt you would disappoint me in this. [Their troubles never involved music. She's abandoning the pretense for the most part with this.]

Are you well?

[voice]

[voicewhichcalls.livejournal.com]

[ ... As you wish, Christine. He switches gears here quite smoothly, apparently without the remotest bit of hesitation - although he's actually quite a bit seized up on the inside. ]

Well enough.

And yourself?

[voice]

[songinflight.livejournal.com]

[Christine switches to voice to match his. She tries not to sound too overeager but, she's too relieved to really accomplish it successfully.]

I'm alright. Mag and I have been wondering about you. We weren't sure if you were alright considering.

[morethanseeing.livejournal.com]

...Erik. You're still here.

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[voicewhichcalls.livejournal.com]

It would appear that way, yes.

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[morethanseeing.livejournal.com]

I'm glad that you're alright, then. We weren't sure what had happened to you.

[number1112.livejournal.com]

So you're a professional musician?