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PROMPTS FROM THE MANDALORIAN - "THE RESCUE"
@amused-bouche said: i've heard your voice thousands of times. @ David from Lulu
" — Come on and gimme it!"
With that last line, the bass reverberated through the stage until David could feel it beneath the soles of his feet. He had grown disenchanted by a myriad of things over the decades but never with this, even at the end of a mere soundcheck. It was a tantalizing taste of what was to come as the dark outside drew deeper, the energy that would pulsate amid the crowd. Transcendent, perhaps one might say!
With an assenting nod of his head in the direction of the sound guy ( their work was done for now ), he slotted his mic back into its stand before jumping down from the platform; this was a new venue for the band and he was keen to familiarize himself with the whole of it before it was teeming with people. However, as he glanced back towards the stage, a comment from behind him snatched David's not so easily won attention.
"Is that so, Songbird?" A grin played along his lips because ah, he recognized the other voice, too! While it possessed a soft lilt, it was impossible to miss the musicality threaded through it. Sure enough, upon turning around, he found precisely who he expected standing there. A corner of David's mouth inched faintly higher. "Thousands of times, and you're still listening."
"My life does revolve around music." Lu gave the other a friendly, but amused smile, assuming he was looking at him at all. It was hard to see shapes in a place like this and lighting the way it was. He had to heavily rely on his cane to get around.
"Music is about the only form of entertainment that doesn't lose anything without sight. You can feel it... especially in a place like this." He lightly tapped the stage with his foot. He'd been much enjoying the vibrations from the bass, being so close only meant he could feel it more.
"I'm sure no one would think this is my sort of style, but I like what I like across many genres." He offered. "I know you're more than aware of how nice your voice is. It's gotten you this far, hm?" The fae complimented.
The fact that David seemed to know who he was would hopefully make this next bit a lot less awkward. As elegantly as he could manage, he politely held out his hand in an undemanding manner. "Would you mind? I'd hate to trip and mess up your equipment with myself or my cane."
As much as he could manage without help from another person, he did find in some cases, a person was much better at guiding than his cane.
"Gonna be awkward lifting my shirt to check in public over and over," Cal mused as she began walking, "not the weirdest thing I've done, but suddenly wishing I was more of a halter top kind of girl. Not that it's really halter top weather. Ah well. Is what it is."
Tilting her head to look over at Robin, she smiled slightly. "Well, I'm betting ghosts are happy to have someone to talk to. I guess other magic stuff can mostly talk to each other, but ghosts... Do you think ghosts can talk to each other? Otherwise I bet they get really lonely. I used to think, when I was little, that trees must be lonely too. Especially like... Those decorative trees they used to put in malls all the time? No other trees around, and it's not like people listen to trees. And even when I tried to, I guess I just don't speak tree, you know?"
"I thinks sometimes they can? But it's not always a good thing. Sometimes they hate each other." Robin shrugged. "Sometimes the ghosts are fine by themselves... Sometimes whatever reason that kept them behind festers and rots. They lose who they were and become the terrible kind that hurt people. That's where I come in usually. I don' what happens to them after I get them off of this plane but- I hope they are at peace."
"But I do know someone who can talk to trees, you know!" The snake said, beaming. "He actually helps me with my medicine.... or... whatever you call it. Helps me sleep at night." He shook his head at his own slight tangent. "Point is, there are people who can talk to them. He told me once that even if they can't understand your words, they kinda get the vibes you put into what you tell them. So I bet those trees really appreciated it.... Well, unless they were grumpy trees. Some plant things can be really grumpy sometimes."
On his feet properly and up close, Estienne clocked the slight height difference between them, though he didn't comment on it as Luxe got himself together. With the apology made, he simply looked back towards where Luxe gestured, turning his head more than he usually would to accommodate the blocked peripherals his mask caused.
"... they really abandoned you with nothing but a drink. Really?" His voice held a touch of distaste.
He didn't need to much care about the songbird's music to be inundated with information about him. Which made it especially obnoxious to consider that his keepers were so negligent with him. Did they think this event was too high brow for someone to get their drink spiked? That everyone here was on the up and up, accounted for?
They really left no one to keep an eye on him?
"That kind of negligence is gonna fuck you over, y'know that, right?" The distaste was replaced with something slightly more detached. It wasn't his problem. The singer wasn't his business or his responsibility.
Instead he glanced down at the touch over his coat. A smiled curved beneath his mask, before he tilted his head. "Yes. They are." It was a subtle detail, but he supposed perhaps the singer's other senses made up for the one he struggled with. His hand caught one of the ones on his chest and lifted it to press a kiss to his knuckles. "Birds should be more careful running around blindly. Straight into a snake," he mused, his voice low and quiet, but too deep a rumble to be missed entirely under the rest of the sound in the room.
Luxe knew the man was right, but he wasn't about to admit it. He'd thought about finding a new agency and a new team plenty of times, but he was almost certain every other possibility out there was worse. He didn't need to hear any of that.
"I plan to have a nice chat with them after all this." Was all had to say on the matter. As upset as he was, he made sure not to sound any more disgruntled than he already had. He had his appearances to keep up.
It wouldn't have mattered if Estienne had whispered at the lowest possible whisper, Lu still would have heard him. Not only were his senses heightened to make up for his blindness, but his hearing was incredible alone just because of what he was.
"A snake, hm?" The fae gave a soft, amused smile. Even with the mask, a light tint of a blush made it's way to his cheeks. "I could have easily mistaken you for a dragon with that voice of yours." Of course he meant it as a compliment.
Lu gave a quiet hum. "Did you come here with anyone...?" He asked. Maybe he hoped he could have found himself someone to talk to that he didn't have to put on so much of an act for, that he wouldn't have to worry about being a future patron of his voice.
"You don't often make it sound like you can do much of anything, so asking you to memorize a whole different button sounds like a task," Beryl rolled his eyes, but there was a smile on his face nevertheless. Teasing more than anything else.
Watching him with raised brows as he downed what was more sugar and milk than coffee, Beryl shook his head, shuddering slightly. "No. Medium roast, two sugar. Depending on how much I'm drinking, mind you. There's a very nice hazelnut blend I had once where adding sugar was... really not necessary. A good enough coffee and I don't feel like augmenting the flavour is ideal."
"I don't think I've ever had a coffee I could do without any sugar. Not a fan of bitter." He shook his head, making a face. Blegh.
"Try waking up with blood dripping out of your nose and ears most mornings and tell me how your brain functions." He pouted. "Look... I can get some things to stick... It just takes time and a lot of work. Repetition." He leaned against the counter once again.
"S'lot of problem solving on the fly too. I'm just not gonna be blamed for breaking a machine." He patted the phone he tucked away. "Videos are better than written instructions. I'm not afraid to admit I'll have to watch this an almost embarrassing amount of times. Just because I'm on my phone, doesn't mean I'm goofing off either. It's what I'm doing most of the time. Studying."
"Everyone is Hun for a reason until I can get their names stuck up in here." He swirled a finger around his own head.
"I don't exactly enjoy it, you know. I try a lot harder than anyone thinks. I sure fuckin' hope it works.... I-" He sighed. "I just hope it's not too permanently damaged that I can't heal. You don't know what I'd give to be able to just remember one single birthday or even just one event. I hate that all my memory has to be on my phone."
"I'm not lookin' for sympathy. You just need to know I am trying. I've been since I started performing for you guys. It's just harder than it looks."

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Austin Butler as Benny Cross in The Bikeriders 01/??
Real intimacy is when someone understands the walls you built for protection and approaches them with patience instead of pressure.
Who was this guy and why was he speaking her language? Eden looked up to the taller male with a crooked smile at his statement about the intelligence of those that presently surrounded them. She was very curious but knew to err on the side of caution when it came to strangers.
She reached her hand out to take his firmly in her own. “Name’s Eden, like the garden, Nice to meet ya Quinn..” Taking a moment to study his face incase she needed to know it later she would question, “Whatcha doing here? I’ve been asking myself that question since I arrived.”
"Well...." Quinn half shrugged, holding his drink in the other hand and gesturing in a direction with his pointer finger out, the rest of his fingers still having a decent hold on the glass. He'd pointed out a beautiful woman with dark, very short ,curly hair, and whatever man she was with, though it was a little difficult to get that good of a look at them with their tongues down each other's throats and their faces so smushed together.
"See, lass, I came here to surprise me girlfriend....." His smile fading into a much more sullen, kicked puppy sort of look. "I should say me ex-girlfriend- But she ended up surprisin' me with that bastard instead."
He took a swig of his drink, plopping himself down on a stool. "Ahhh, but fuck em' both, yeah? You don' wanna hear me bitch do ya?" He smiled again, and he was really good at making it seem sincere.
"I was thinkin' of gettin out of here, honestly." Which, of course, he was lying, he'd sat his unhappy ass down and had started a whole conversation with a stranger. Maybe there was a little part of him that hoped his ex would see him talking to another pretty woman just to piss her off.
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Her brows furrowed again “Frick you dude, I’m awesome at my job. What I’m not awesome at is not running into danger, but that’s what you’re here for.” She grinned twisting to give him her full attention.
“I’m not the only one in this effects so I’m gonna need your input too, okay?” Biting her lower lip she would try to articulate the things that needed to be said. “So it’s abundantly clear I’ve never done this before..” She had one sided crushes and a date to their small towns prom, but never a serious relationship. “I am open to being exclusive, if you are. Like dating. Unless you think that’s a bad idea, of course.”
"I'm gonna give my input, don't worry about that.... I just- I know it's a weird-ish situation. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to. You've been cooped up with me almost 24/7 and I guess I was afraid that might have been a factor in it all...." Lor wasn't about to point out the savior complex and clear difference of power that could be at play. He didn't want to take advantage of that.
"I'm more than fine with being exclusive if that's what you wanna do. Fair warning... never had an actual girlfriend so... I'm probably not going to be the best boyfriend ever." The wolf laughed at himself. "I'm barely good at being social."
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I will catch up on replies this weekend! I have a 3 day weekend so I'll have plenty of time. I'll throw most of it into the queue as usual. :]
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"No, no, I don't mind!" Sylvi waved her hand dismissively as she smiled. With the heat of summer, it was common for it to begin to affect people. At least, that was what she imagined may have caused him the pain. "Sometimes it's good to talk to a stranger. Or it's easier?" She continued smiling, hoping she wasn't coming off as too strange.
"If you want, I can try somethin' that may be able to help you. If you're okay with that. I'd have to touch you and that's probably a little weird, right? It won't hurt and it'll be quick too."
The fae turned to face her, his brighter red eyes barely open. While he was looking in her direction, it was rather evident he was't looking at her specifically. He simply couldn't.
"I suppose it depends on what it is?" Luxe half asked. "I am mostly blind so.... not all of the same tricks others can use work as well on me." He said as he lightly patted the folded up can he'd set on the nearest surface. "But you are more than welcome to try."

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EMMA D'ARCY House Of The Dragon S3 World Premiere
she can't help but give him an almost incredulous look at his declaration-- a declaration that sounded an awful lot like a proposal. but a small, slightly amused smile takes form a beat later. her free hand slides up to brush loose strands of hair from cal's face. "we've got a ways to go before the rest of your life comes into play, handsome," she says gently, but assuredly.
it's been five years since he left & the heartbreak started, & as much as shan is willing to move on with him, it's still going to take time for all those cracks to heal fully. plus, she's always been a fiercely independent person, much to her best friends' annoyance, & actively building a life with another person is going to be an interesting challenge in & of itself.
shannon leans in to press a kiss to cal's forehead, the affectionate touch lingering for a few heartbeats before pulling back to meet his gaze once more. "but i'm looking forward to the journey. & i'm holding you to your words, mister."
The worry in the pit of his stomach eased at the small smile. It wasn't an outright rejection, but he'd take the glimmer of hope that eventually they could fix all of this. He knew it was all on him... he could live with that.
"You can kick my ass five ways til' sunday if I don'. But I promise I won' let it come ta that." They both know he'd be determined to never do anything to mess this up as long as he could help it.
"I can wait. However long...." Cal smiled up at her. As she kissed his forehead, he let one hand run gently along her spine. "Believe it or not... I do know how ta be patient." He chuckled.
He pulled her into a hug, letting his head lightly press into her chest, just listening to her heartbeat. He knew he needed this, he just didn't realize how much he did until not. He wasn't quite ready to let her go just yet, greedy as it may be.