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 Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 4:50 pm
"Sure we're gonna move people around," Roch said, looking down at her. "Different songs take different instruments. Different styles, all sorts of that s**t. Some things might need a piano, others won't. That's how music works. It don't have anything to do with who I like or don't like. And I already got an idea for a couple of different parties which will focus on different styles."
He shrugged. "Next is Demi, right? Demi's in." He didn't say a word about the drumming, although the snare drum had been pretty cool. But this was his Dawg they were talking about, and he fully planned on having him in his club. "After Demi was..." He frowned, pulling a blank.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 5:03 pm
Danny didn't like that idea. "Everyone hasta play together!" Of course, in the end Roch was right. You couldn't exactly play a country song on a flute. Danny was going to protest this til the end though. "Together or else," she huffed.
Her mood was lightened with the mention of Demi though. "Puppy! Puppy hasta to play," she smiled giddily. Maybe they were playing favorites a little, but Demi really was good at playing! He was a little ah ... sporadic, but then, so was Danny. She nodded her approval.
Who was next? Danny thought for a moment...
Not being able to remember, she reached for the piles of paper, then layed back down on Roch's lap. "Ohhh it was Moure." Danny squeaked a little. She had forgot that Moure and Roch were still in a ... was it a fight? Danny quietly said, "I think ... he could be useful. And uhm ... Uhm ... I'll keep him away from you I promise." Danny was stuttering to think of reason to keep Moure in the club. He had applied like he was supposed to ... and he was Danny's friend!
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 5:27 pm
Roch scowled, crossing his arms over his bare chest. "We could find another useful guy," he said. "Hell, new guys are showing up all the time. They'll want to find someplace they fit in and will be willing to do all sorts of s**t to do it, right?"
Which was such bullshit, even he realized it. But jackdammit, Moure pissed him off! Claire was an idiot, sure, but that whole statement about wanting to spend time with Danny when he'd just agreed to date Claire still pissed him off. Moure had just blown Claire off! He didn't want a guy like that in HIS club.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 8:08 pm
Danny looked up at Roch from where she was laying. She lightly put her hand on his crossed arm and said, "Rooooch. You're being a butt face." Her words were an insult but the smile in her eyes betrayed her feelings.
She was going to stand with her point though. "Look uhm. I know you don't like him, but he's my friend and it would make me really, really happy if you let him in." She smiled at him with sympathetic eyes- not pity, empathy. She knew this was something that stemmed from Roch's family problems, not his own hatred for the boil.
There wasn't anything else she needed to say really. Now the rest was up to Roch.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 8:14 pm
He stared down at her, wondering how in the hell someone had gotten under his skin this fast in the game. Then he stared at her a little longer, hoping she would give up if he won the staring competition. That... wasn't working. At all. And the next thing she'd do would be threaten to catch his pants (or worse) on fire, along with his room and his pets and--
"Jackdammit, Danny!" he cursed, a dark, ugly look on his face. "This doesn't mean I forgive him," he snarled. "And it doesn't mean I want to get involved in that stupid couple thing any more than I already am, got it?" he added. The old man was right, he thought darkly, demons were tricky.
"Hey," he said abruptly. "No... you wouldn't have heard of him either," he went on, frowning.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 8:49 pm
HA! She had won yet another one of their arguments. Today was turning out to be a very good day!
The delight in her smile couldn't be hidden at all- she was ecstatic! Now her two best friends were in the same club together. "You don't have to forgive him or anything!" she said with complete understanding sympathy. Ohhhh this was so exciting! Danny was so happy she could kiss a ... a ...
What's something really gross ...
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!
Danny was so happy she could kiss a Roch! Of course she didn't, because then she'd have to go wash her mouth out for the rest of her life. She made a little scrunched up face at the fact she'd even thought up the idea!
Her face returned to it's normal stupid glaze when Roch began speaking again. He started, but then stopped with a frown. "Haven't heard of who?" Danny wanted him to finish. Roch frowning = bad. Absentmindedly, she began playing with his fingers, molding them so that they'd play songs on the guitar that she knew in the air.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 8:53 pm
"Someone named Vegas," he said, frowning and pulling his hand away from her. Air guitaring still felt vaguely wrong to the punk boil. "My old man said he was in town, and that he'd explain it later, but he hasn't texted me in days. Which, y'know, is usually a good thing, but you don't just DUMP this dark, foreboding comment on a guy, then skip out without explaining it!"
He was scowling by this point, but then again, he'd been scowling earlier, so it seemed to be a set frown on his face. He was definitely going to get wrinkles if he kept it up.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 11:31 pm
Uh oh. Danny noticed the unhappiness in Roch's tone. With a concerned look, her hands went back to petting the little sleeping hellhound on her stomach.
Vegas ... Vegas ... Danny knew she had heard the name somewhere, but couldn't put her finger on it. "I ... It sounds familiar, but I don't know where I've heard it," she conceded. Then, awkwardly she said, "But ... why do you own an old man?" She was really concerned why Roch was owning anyone really.
Still, Roch was Danny's friend. He seemed to be off in his own angry little dream world, so she tugged on one of his bracelets and said, "Uhm ... d-do you wanna talk? Or uhm ... I can make another pizza ... o-or uhm ... uhmm..." Her big eyes showed true concern, but Danny was actually rather bad at consoling others most of the time. She was happy to listen, but gave horrible advice.
Just then, G decided to join the snuggle party around Danny, and wedged herself underneath the arm stoking Ignis, as if to say "me too me tooooo." With a smile, she started petting that mini too. Even if G pretended to be the most haughty minipet ever, all he really wanted was some snuggles. Seeing that he was accepted, G decided to bound over to Danny's boobs and wedge himself between them snugly. Roch may have been weirded out, but Danny was completely used to it by now, she she payed him no mind and continued petting Ignis.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 12:07 pm
"Own a--you--wait--" He groaned. "My dad. He's my old man. I don't own anyone. Hell, I don't even own myself. But don't worry about it. I'll figure it out on my own. We're done, right? You wanna write up the list while I send out the message to everyone?" he asked, only to curse as he realized he had left his phone outside the room. "In fact, I can go now and you can heat this place back up, alright?"
He pulled his leg out from beneath her head and climbed off the bed.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 12:25 pm
Danny's head hit the bed with a thud as Roch quickly escaped from any sort of touchy feeling talk. With one quick movement, Danny sidestepped in front of Roch, shut the door and stood in front of it. "Oh no you don't. What's upsetting you? You tell me right now mister or I will never ever ever make food for you ever again ever." It was such a lie, but Danny didn't really know what else would make him talk.
As big as Danny's words were, she could help but let out an instinctual shiver. She really did want to take his offer to heat things back up, but no. This was more important.
Meekly, she added, "A-and I can write the list, sure."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 12:29 pm
"Danny, that's the thing," he said impatiently. "I don't KNOW what's bothering me. That's why I'm gonna go out and FIND what's bothering me, and take care of it, see?" He shoved his hands in his pockets. "And you don't know, either, so just standing around talking about my feelings isn't going to do a jack of good! Now you go make the list, I'll tell everyone to meet at the club room... I dunno, next weekend, and then I'll hit the streets and ask around about this Vegas guy."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 12:54 pm
Danny's face fell when she realized the logic in what he was saying. There really was nothing she could do if he didn't know and wasn't going to talk about it. With a sigh her arms fell to her sides and she twiddled her fingers carelessly.
"Uhm ... okay but uhm ... i-if you wanna talk ... no when you wanna talk, you hafta come to me okay?" She looked at him with surprisingly childlike, yet serious eyes. It was amazing how she could be both dead serious and sheepishly innocent at the same time.
Danny rushed Roch into a hug, not even remembering that he still didn't have his shirt on. "I'll be here," she said quietly with her head on his shoulder. Come to think of it, Danny was almost as tall as him. Maybe a little shorter, but still pretty close.
She let him go and then giggled when she realized what he was about to do. "You know Roch, you're probably gonna want to put your shirt and shoes back on before you leave. People might get the wrong idea!" Nevermind that she had just been the one to hug him. She let out another cascade of giggles. Any seriousness that had happened a few moments ago had totally disappeared.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:24 pm
He snorted. "Not if they've ever been in your room they won't," he drawled, glancing down to make sure she hadn't left mold on him or anything. The whole Nurse Cricket thing was still quite vivid in his mind. "But hey, it's probably nothing important anyway," he added more quietly. "What the old man said, that is. He's probably paranoid or something. Besides, you got a list to write, right? And that festival thingy to go to!"
In other words he was going to distract her with other stuff so she forgot about the Vegas question.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:33 pm
Danny took that as an insult. "Heyyyy! My room is nice!" She held her tail menacingly close as a joke. Danny had promised herself she would attempt to not burn his clothes again.
She nodded in agreement though. "Well I hope it's nothing. It probably is, just like you said!" She smiled and picked up Roch's shoes to hand them to him. "You'll need these, yeah?" Some part of her wanted him to leave the room with no clothes and totally embarrass himself, but even she wasn't that mean.
"List! List!" she cried ecstatically, flinging herself towards her desk. G was already on the countertop holding out a pen for her to use. Roch's plan to distract her was already working.
Danny's face fell at the mention of the festival. "Oh ... I'm not going. I promise my mummy and my deadie I would study." She thought back to the letters that she had written, and their responses that were sitting on the shelf not 5 feet away from her. Shaking her head she said, "But you should go!" She nodded happily and smiled. "Uhm ... I'll see you later?" she said with her face sort of crestfallen.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:36 pm
"Yeah," he said. "Later. Good luck on the studying thing!" he added, slipping his shoes on and grabbing his vest as he stepped out of the room to put it on. He didn't bother zipping it up, he was still overheated from the time he'd spent inside.
"Jackdamn that ghoul likes things hot," he complained as he walked away.
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