Your E-Mail: edelstein@hellokitty.com
Human name: Roderich Edelstein
Country's name: Austria (Österreich)
Personality section: Roderich is a quiet person, those who are close to him could say that he is better expressing himself through his music than with words, which doesn't mean he doesn't give perfect speeches when it's needed, most when it's a national obligation. In the matter of heart his piano always do the talk not even with the overly criterious chose of music but the way he makes his interpretation, violent when he feels disturbed and smooth when he feels alright. His connection with music is so deep that some could swear they heard him murmuring Dies Irae during a time of desperation probably wishing that he had a orchestra with him to play the Requiem and match his feelings.
He likes to take care of people once he get to know the person better but he simply doesn't make it clear, it's a twisted necessity to him to give small gifts (or maybe
extravagant ones like one time that he gave a Stradivarius for a young prodigy) but never tell it was him, actually he has a terrible tendency to shoo the person out if he's inquired about a gift or a good thing that he did. That made him a very lonesome person allowing only Elizaveta to come closer and understand him better.
Roleplay sample: It was the end of one of his marriages, the longest of them but he didn't know that yet. Like always he was stuck on his music room with his piano, his choice for the day was
Air in the G by Bach, it matched his feelings of helplessness towards the situation, the night before he rehearsed all the words he wanted to say to him, Antonio, his husband (He always thought it was strange to call another nation a husband), but deep down he knew they would never leave his heart unless the Spaniard was able to understand his pain through that unsettled interpretation.
He wanted to say how much he would miss the time they spent together, his bright smile, strong like the sun during a summer day, the faint smell of the sea that came from his tanned skin that made him feel warm and more than everything, protected. How he loved the way he played his guitar even if he always told him that he lacked formal training, the music was exotic to him, strong and passionate as the Spaniard. How the house would be cold and empty without his gentle and naturally flirtatious voice that made him blush slightly.
Finally Antonio moved in, noisy as always he noted "Señor, I'm leaving.", he immediatly lost a note on his music but didn't look back to him, his eyes teary. He simply nodded, he knew he was going to hate himself forever for this behavior but he couldn't do anything, their alliance was dissolved, he wasn't in place to turn to him and beg him to stay and brighten his days. Antonio hissed, even after all the time they were together he wasn't used to distance that the other tried so hard to mantain, at least it would make it easier for him to leave the Austrian, he had his own problems to deal to be worrying about someone with so many insecurities.
Roderich heard his steps as the Spaniard made his way out, out from the music room and his life, for good. He stopped playing and sobbed silently already feeling the devastating opression from the silence.
Anything Else?: Awesome? Are you trying to make me sound like Gilbert? Anyway, I'm looking forward for a tea in a beautiful garden, chamomile tea bitte.
Subject: Roderich Edelstein 
Mon Apr 08, 2013 11:24 am
