USS Asimov
From the Shadows Comes Hope
Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in From the Shadows Comes Hope
Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) in From the Shadows Comes Hope
Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in From the Shadows Comes Hope
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
“Hey, you have to coax a lady first. Warm her up. Can’t just go at ‘er like that. Besides, it’s been almost a year alone in this place. Don’t want to harm our ears by harsh sounds.”
She spent awhile longer tuning though frankly it was likely only her that would notice the subtle differences. All told, the piano had held up quite well in her absence and that gave her hope for future years in space.
Soon though, they were both both ready. She warmed up a little doing scales, arpeggios and an étude before she started into a full piece, playing Mendelsshon’s Songs Without Words No.1 in E Major. Yes, she had her guitar and it was something special, a way of also losing herself, but it was so different with the piano. It spoke to her in a way she had yet to find an accurate way of describing.
OOC: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y1uvYdW8MSk (the first 4.5 minutes)
~Shara Calloway, CIO
For the first minute or so, Micah just leaned on the railing that ran along the bedroom’s overlook of the living room. He watched Shara play, and the smile on her face was overshadowed only by his. He walked down the spiral staircase and over to the couch, resting against the back so he was right next to her. When she had finished, he clapped and then yelled “Encore! Encore! If I had some flowers, I’d chuck ‘em at ya!”
Micah
She looked over at him and grinned, her cheeks flushing. “I’m a little rusty but I’m probably the only one who can tell.”
Her fingers began to dance again. “I really should get myself some sheet music. I don’t know if I remember all of this one, but I think I remember enough that it will sound okay.” Shara flowed into another piece that was bright and had a rhythmic cadence and there were some obvious stumbles and once she paused to remember where it was going next, but overall she was happy with it and finished with a smile.
“Expect me to be playing daily,” she said with a laugh.
OOC: Passacaglia by Handel: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GAIZxaToV2A
~Shara Calloway, CIO
“Expect?” Micah said in prentend offense. “Hun… if’n ya recall, you playin’ me music everyday is mandatory.” and he grinned. “Now… whatcha want to eat? I want to get somthin’ in me ‘fore the kids get here.”
Micah
“Not picky. Something light would be nice, honestly.” She couldn’t help but grin at his reminder of her promise to sing and/or play for him every day. At the time it seemed an easy thing to promise but now it was something important she could focus on that had nothing to do with work or any of the nonsense they had been immersed in for the last months.
She shifted genres of music, playing a minute in and around the melody of her next song before she started to sing.
For you there’ll be no more crying
For you the Sun will be shining
And I feel that when I’m with you
It’s alright, I know it’s rightTo you, I’ll give the world
To you, I’ll never be cold
‘Cause I feel that when I’m with you
It’s alright, I know it’s rightAnd the songbirds are singing
Like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you
Like never beforeAnd I wish you all the love in the world
But most of all, I wish it from myselfAnd the songbirds keep singing
Like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you
Like never beforeLike never before
Like never beforeOOC: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y9Hqn8x6a8s
~Shara Calloway, CIO
As she sang and played, Micah swayed with the music as he made her a piece of toast with butter, some sliced strawberries, and a slight drizzle of balsamic reduction. He cut in half, set it on a plate, and poured her a fresh cup of coffee. He walked into the living room and set the plate on the table, leaned back, and watched as she finished; smiling the entire time.
Micah
Shara looked up at Micah, her gaze intense, and then while her eyes were still fixed on him, her fingers began to move against the keys. It was a quiet piece at first. Something moody and deep, but then there was an energy to the melody, picking up in speed. You couldn’t quite pick out the genre, it wasn’t any one thing, nothing easily identifiable in any case, but there were elements, moments that felt familiar.
Her eyes never left him, as if Shara were channelling Micah himself into song. Even when her body moved with intensity, her eyes never wavered. After a couple minutes, the music began to slow, returning to the original melody but there was a softness to each note that was akin to being wrapped in a blanket. Safe. Sure.
Finally she played the last note and simply rose nonchalant from the piano and moved over to him, her gaze sweeping the meal he had prepared. “Looks good. You take such good care of me,” she said as she leaned in, aiming for his cheek.
~Shara Calloway, CIO
He turned his head quickly so that she caught him full on the lips and he grinned as he kissed her. Finally pulling back he said “Well, I have to. Gods above knows if you were left to your own devices you’d never have made it here.” and he gave her a quick peck on the lips and then reached for his coffee.
Micah