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living_endlessSo Jono still didn't know what Didi had in mind for his birthday.
.... possibly because she had managed to wring every drop of innuendo out of her request they "take a walk back to the dorms for something special."
Honestly. Boys.
She laughed a little to herself as she gripped his hand tighter.
[OOC: For two, please.]
.... possibly because she had managed to wring every drop of innuendo out of her request they "take a walk back to the dorms for something special."
Honestly. Boys.
She laughed a little to herself as she gripped his hand tighter.
[OOC: For two, please.]
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Date: 2010-07-23 12:20 am (UTC)Jono was good at getting himself into trouble, back in the day.
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Date: 2010-07-23 12:25 am (UTC)Jono could wait a few more seconds.
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Date: 2010-07-23 12:26 am (UTC)"Surprise!"
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Date: 2010-07-23 12:30 am (UTC)In fact, the only thing keeping Christian from being crispy-fried by a very surprised flaming mutant was, possibly, that bow, and that ridiculous grin. Both of which suggested that, instead of some kind of intruder, this boy here was, in fact, that 'something special.'
...
//You... got me a bloke for my birthday.//
Give him a moment.
//...He has a bow.//
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Date: 2010-07-23 12:35 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-07-23 12:41 am (UTC)That last one was going to stick with him for a while.
//You're... a vocalist, then.// He had to make certain that he was getting this straight, yes. //Have you got any experience singing for audiences, mate?//
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Date: 2010-07-23 12:52 am (UTC)Ahem.
However, she was too curious how the scene would play out to make that point. So it was to Christian to answer Jono. "A bit," he said, bobbing his head. "Friends, mostly, and a few church pageants. But I'm hardly shy about it. Would you like to hear me?"
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Date: 2010-07-23 12:56 am (UTC)For his wildly popular, mostly nonexistent band, sure. So far, he'd managed to draft Dandelion into being a second guitarist. The one that screamed plenty and tended to attempt to smash her guitar after every song.
Every modern band needed at least one.
//Go on, then. Sing.//
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:11 am (UTC)He stepped up on the desk chair, closed his eyes, and began to sing.
You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep
Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave tear drops everywhere
You'd think me rude but I would just stand and
Stare
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns, slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep
Cause everything is never as it seems...
He'd sound interesting next to Dandelion.
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:17 am (UTC)Jono listened, nodding a bit every time Christian hit certain notes, gauging how strong this other boy's voice was. If he'd be able to carry against a backdrop of instrumental accompaniment. He wondered how flexible this other boy's tastes actually ran. And, beyond that...
//Very good. Yer... Proud of that one, then? Of yer delivery of it, you mean?//
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:25 am (UTC)"The delivery," Christian agreed at once. "And -- the words, you know."
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:28 am (UTC)//You... wrote it, then?//
Jono was taking a good many moments, tonight. This particular moment was taken in order to cast a look at Didi, asking if she was aware that she'd given him a delusional bloke for his birthday.
Wearing a bow.
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-23 01:35 am (UTC)Her eyes said something like please don't look this gift horse in the mouth too hard.
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:41 am (UTC)Still and all, Jono projected a bit of a sigh, looking back at Christian and attempting to give him the benefit of the doubt.
//Listen to the radio much since gettin' here, mate?//
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:44 am (UTC)His answer didn't seem like enough, so he added, "I watch the television in the common room, sometimes. But that's hardly ever about music."
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:48 am (UTC)As it probably was.
//I'll get you a radio, then. I think... hearing what people listen to nowadays might do you some good, mate. Not that there's anything th'matter with yer writing, of course.// A beat. //Quite the opposite, I'd say.//
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:59 am (UTC)Then, shyly, "And what is emteevee?"
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Date: 2010-07-23 02:22 am (UTC)//MTV- M. T. V. It used to be Music Television. But now they waste their airtime with absolute rubbish that has nothing t'do with music.// Jonothon did not approve. The nuances under his voice probably broadcasted that much clearly. //What year are you from, mate?//
Apparently a year that had Owl City, but not MTV. Christian came from Special Land.
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Date: 2010-07-23 02:24 am (UTC)Very, very special 1895.
"What year are you from?"
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Date: 2010-07-23 02:30 am (UTC)//A century after you are, mate,// he replied, managing to finally choke down his skepticism. //From 1995. And so I don't imagine you've ever heard of Grunge music, then?//
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Date: 2010-07-23 02:33 am (UTC)Why he thought this was relevant, who can say.
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Date: 2010-07-23 02:45 am (UTC)Look, Jono couldn't help himself. Sometimes he had to be completely patronizing while wearing a totally sincere face. The sincere face part was easy to do, at least, as he only had to worry about looking half-sincere in the first place.
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Date: 2010-07-23 12:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-23 12:41 pm (UTC)Jono was an ass. He couldn't help it. Or, rather, he could, but that would take too much effort. And his was a friendly sort of teasing, at least. If he was being malicious, he'd make certain that Christian knew it.
//Very well, then. How are yer Tuesdays, mate? I run th'record shop in town, and Tuesday is my day t'go in. We could... rehearse. Or... something.//
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-23 01:12 pm (UTC)Jono figured that it ought to work out well for him, at least. The happy medium between Fireflies and Feedback probably did happen to be Grunge.
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:24 pm (UTC)He started fiddling with the bow, untying it and letting it drop to the floor. "If -- if there's nothing else, I think I'll leave you to your birthday celebration."
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Date: 2010-07-23 01:40 pm (UTC)//Have a good night, mate.// A pause, and then, to both Christian and Didi, //Thank you.//
She'd gotten him a voice for his birthday.
There weren't words to describe how touched he was, underneath the leather and snark.
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Date: 2010-07-23 02:13 pm (UTC)"I didn't ask for the bow," she said. "But I like him, don't you? He's so ... alive."
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Date: 2010-07-23 02:28 pm (UTC)He looked the bow over in his hand for a few more seconds, and then made his way over to the side of Didi's bed, leaning forward and smiling down at her.
//I suppose I'll have to stop givin' him a difficult time of it, if he's serious about singing, hm?//
But teasing the Bohemian was fun.
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Date: 2010-07-23 02:39 pm (UTC)And teasing the Bohemian was fun.
She was craning her neck to see him, and she waggled her fingers in a little wave. "Hi. Sit down?"
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Date: 2010-07-23 02:46 pm (UTC)//Egos are a tradition,// he pleasantly agreed. //But I'll try not to get too full of myself when we're rich and famous and all that. No promises.//
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Date: 2010-07-23 02:52 pm (UTC)She broke off, there, thinking about it. "Dandelion will be the wild one. Always in tabloids."
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Date: 2010-07-23 03:10 pm (UTC)//If people keep calling me th'genius of the band, then it will all go straight to my head.// A pause. //Though I don't suppose it would be too much of a stretch.//
At least, so far as Jono saw it, not if people were comparing him to the other two in the group.
He was kind of afraid to start looking for a percussionist, at this rate.
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Date: 2010-07-23 03:43 pm (UTC)She glanced at him under her eyelashes. "I know this wasn't what you were expecting, but ... you've wanted a singing voice. For a while. Meeting Christian felt like fate."
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Date: 2010-07-23 04:03 pm (UTC)There was always that lingering undertone that he'd gotten better at wrestling down. The one that pointed out that Didi wouldn't have had to surprise him with a vocalist if not for the fact that he was only half there. A year ago, he might have gone out of his way to run that point to the ground, to repeat it until anyone within psionic earshot was well aware of his condition.
Now, it was simply fact. He couldn't sing. Christian could. Didi had brought him a singer. He still felt that pang of loss, missing the life that he'd had before, but that pang was easily overshadowed by how much more important it was, just then, to appreciate what he did have.
//You spoil me, you know that?//
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Date: 2010-07-23 06:56 pm (UTC)"Not really," Didi disagreed. "What's the point of a girlfriend if she doesn't take care of you? Besides, I like being on guests lists at shows. it was selfish."
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Date: 2010-07-23 07:40 pm (UTC)He was getting a little ahead of himself, yes. He figured he was allowed, as it was his birthday and all.
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Date: 2010-07-23 08:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-23 08:28 pm (UTC)He was totally willing to give it a shot.