symphony

[isthisart]

The day of the party approaches. Linya learns a Barrayaran-original solo piano symphony, adds some flourishes of her own where the composer has marked that it may be played "freely", memorizes the whole thing, and arranges to be playing it on the grand piano when party guests file in on the day of. She smiles and nods at them and takes note of how they arrange themselves in the room; there are thirteen minutes in the piece unless she decides she needs an extra three (if there seem to be a lot of stragglers; if there isn't a good path to the people she wants to meet and around the people she wants to avoid) and takes the repeat at the end to prolong it.

She doesn't wind up taking the repeat; the end of the symphony without it has her playing the final chord when Lord Auditor Vorthys is nearer than anyone she's hoping to evade. She counts out the beats, holds for a moment longer, and then lifts her hands from the keyboard. She has decided that given her choice of titles she's going to address this particular guest as -

"Professor Vorthys."

Comments

[isthisart]

"They would be very charming! People would keep them as pets. And I would not really like to eat them even if I were assured they were as bright as rocks."

[first_loyalty]

"I wouldn't like to eat them either, but I have no problem with, oh, geese," says Madame Vorsoisson, finally recovering from her gigglefit. "Perfectly ordinary non-tap-dancing geese. All in what you're used to, I suppose."

[isthisart]

"But geese can do a number of things that a vat of goose-inspired meat cannot. Hence the analogy with the charming carrot."

[first_loyalty]

"...I think I'd be worried about eating the charming carrot for - different reasons."

[isthisart]

"Oh?"

[first_loyalty]

"Um... it would seem like... such an obviously strange kind of carrot, with who knows what bizarre modifications I couldn't possibly understand... might not be as healthy for human consumption as the sort you would find in an ordinary vegetable garden?"

[isthisart]

"Well, a carrot designed to tapdance would probably not be optimized for human consumption, that's true, although I don't imagine it'd be necessary for design reasons to introduce anything that was actually toxic. But without knowing something about how it was made, that's a reasonable concern."

[first_loyalty]

Tentative smile.

[isthisart]

"This party is more or less intended to demonstrate to people that I am nontoxic. And get a read on who is unwilling to make the experiment of being in a room with me," says Linya dryly.

[first_loyalty]

"Oh. Well - I don't think you seem to be toxic at all. Although I would be surprised and alarmed to find you on my dinner plate," says Madame Vorsoisson.

[isthisart]

"I feature in no comestibles whatsoever. The actual name for the party that was used while we were planning it was the 'Lady Vorkosigan Doesn't Bite Party'."

[first_loyalty]

...She starts giggling again, both hands over her mouth.

[isthisart]

Linya grins.

[first_loyalty]

Madame Vorsoisson grins back.

[isthisart]

"So far it's going well, although I haven't talked to most of the guests. Perhaps they are all quietly mollified by the piano playing."

[first_loyalty]

"I hardly know anything about music, formally I mean, but it sounded very good."

[isthisart]

"It's by a Barrayaran composer and I picked it up more or less specifically to appease suspicious guests. Though there were a few places to improvise, which is what I'm most accustomed to doing."

[first_loyalty]

"Hmm?" she says, in a please-feel-free-to-elaborate sort of way.

[isthisart]

"On Eta Ceta I belonged to an improvisational music group. We didn't maintain a standard repertoire, or even properly rehearse together - we'd just collect where music was needed, especially on short notice, and meander around in response to each other's cues. I have some repertoire, but much less than I would have if I'd taken up music in any other respectable-for-a-haut-lady capacity."

[first_loyalty]

"That seems - clever of you, to find a respectable way to make music that didn't need rehearsals - did it save you a lot of time?"

[isthisart]

"Quite a bit. And the piano in particular was my instrument because if I'd chosen something that is not played in a stationary fashion I'd have been expected to learn to dance at the same time, and I have been known to fall over while changing direction at speed, which is very embarrassing in a haut constellation."

[first_loyalty]

"Oh," she says sympathetically. "Well, doubly clever, then."

[isthisart]

"Thank you. The drawback is that I don't operate as well solo - I can produce pleasant sounds for a few hours without any cues, and I can read music, but I'm accustomed to a musical environment I can't readily duplicate here. My bandmates weren't close personal friends, but we could read each other and it was fun. If something similar is available to be had here - well, for one thing, it's anyone's guess if they'd have me, and for another I haven't managed to locate them."

[first_loyalty]

"Oh. I'm musically hopeless, or I'd volunteer," says Madame Vorsoisson.

[isthisart]

"I appreciate the thought regardless. At least when I moved in here there was a piano that no one minded my retuning. And it's not like I can't retrain for solo playing insofar as I want music to go on occupying my spare time."