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 Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2015 11:49 pm
 Music stores were, funnily enough, generally fairly quiet. Sometimes you had somebody trying out an instrument and the room would either be filled with a short, melodious tune or discordant chords would be quickly hushed. It was pleasant place of grand pianos and violins in one corner and guitars and drums in another, with everything else you could ever imagine in the middle. Generally fairly quiet, it must be reinterested because today is not that day and somebody had take possession of the drum set. Shrill X didn’t even know how to play the drums but she was giving it her very best shot; which involved smacking the every living daylights out of both the drums and the cymbals, filling the once peaceful room with a cacophony of sound. The assistant looked on with a pained expression but knew from experience not to interrupt. Eventually she’d get bored and wander off. A huge grin on her face, Shrill X continued to work off an excess of energy.
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2015 4:58 pm
Smooth Swing had entered the music store to ask about repairs on his saxophone, which had gotten damaged at the last baseball game his family had attended.
Having been playing his sax to cheer on his family's team, he hardly had time to duck when a fly ball came speeding his way. Holding up his instrument as a makeshift shield, he only realized afterward what a mistake that had been when the ball badly dented the metal of the brass instrument. Repairs had taken a week and Swing was eager to get it back again.
Before he could open his mouth to ask, however, the look on the face of the store assistant and the sudden barrage of percussion abuse wiped his sax clean from his mind. He just stared, slack-jawed, as the most vivacious mare he'd ever seen proceeded to rock out on the display drum set.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2015 8:08 pm
The impromptu performance came to an end with one final, resounding CLASH on the symbols. Shrill X sat back with a satisfied smirk as the last final echoes died away. She left the drumsticks on the battered drum as she stepped free, stretching her front legs over her head. It was only then that she noticed she had an audience (other than the disgruntled assistant). "Hey blondie, you like that? You should give it a try sometime." The thought drifted into her mind even as she spoke and there was only a quick breath before she was announcing, "OR ACTUALLY RIGHT NOW. Come over here, I wanna see you rock out!" She didn’t know him and didn’t need to know him. He was cute and looked like he could do with a good bit of fun.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2015 9:25 pm
It took Swing a dumbstruck moment of looking around to realize he was the one being addressed as 'blondie'. He promptly closed his mouth and smiled sheepishly, his pale face tinging pink.
"Me? Oh, no, I - there's no way I could match what you just did. I'd feel silly even trying." His smile brightened a bit. "That was great, though. I don't think I've ever seen a phony enjoy themselves that much. Are drums your passion?"
Oh, that was right. He'd come in here for something. Handing the assistant a receipt for the payment of his sax's repairs, he added, "I'm more of a sax phony myself."
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2015 9:37 pm
"Bet you could," Shrill X countered. "Just got to let out that inner beast. Everyone’s got one and it feels great to set it free." She grinned and shook her head at his question. "Nah. They’re fun but my real talent is in making electronic music. You know, dubstep, electro house. You can do all kinds of stuff that you’d never be able to do with real instruments." Her attention drifted briefly as she spoke, running her hoof along an electronic keyboard as she passed it by. It was thus no surprise when she entirely misheard his words and her eyebrows shot up, followed by a big, slow grin that easily read, 'I could eat you up right now'. "You’ve got more balls than I reckoned, buddy. I've never seen anyone call themselves a sex phony before but more power to you, I say! I've got a few good moves myself and I’d definitely call it making music." Kitomyx You walked right into that one. I'm not sorry.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2015 10:27 pm
"Everyone, huh?" The concept made the pegasus grin himself. "Are they all 'set free' by bashing percussion instruments?"
"Wow. If that's how you do something that's not your talent, I can't imagine how you do what is. Oh, pardon me - I'm Smooth Swing. Swing or Swinger for short." Her sudden change in expression intimidated him a bit and he fought the urge to take a step back. "Excuse me...?"
After the minute or so that it took to comprehend exactly what the mare had said and meant, allowing that to sink into his brain, his pale face went from pink-tinged to an intense scarlet. He wasn't sure if she was teasing or making fun or him or she had really just misheard or misunderstood.
"S-s-sax, as in saxophone!" he cried, obviously flustered. "N-not...not what you thought I'd said!" He couldn't bring himself to meet her eye as he looked anywhere but at the mare.Ruriska ((PFFT that's what I love about you~))
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2015 10:58 pm
"Sure. It’s some sort of primal thing." Shrill X stopped in front of him, giving him an obvious once over, probably with visions of his ‘sex phony prowess’ running through her mind. No wait, definitely with those sorts of visions running through her mind. "I’m Shrill X. Nice to meet you, Swinger. That name sure works well for you, eh? Your parents must be a hoot." This was easily the most interesting guy she’d met all year, or he had been, until he suddenly went red and ruined everything. She made a disappointed ‘ugh’ sound that expressed her feelings far better than words.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2015 11:30 pm
"I-it's not what you think," he answered quickly in regards to his name. "At least, I'm pretty sure my parents didn't name me with anything of that nature in mind..." Trying not to question himself any more than this Earth phony was, Swing focused on keeping his thoughts and doubts from spilling into the gutter where her own seemed to dwell. "But...it's nice to meet you too, Shrill X."
At her response to his reaction, the pegasus found himself confused. "Were you looking for a stallion arrogant enough to call himself a - a 'sex phony'?" he ventured, trying to drop the term more casually. It wasn't convincing even to his own ears. Still, he felt bad for upsetting or disappointing the mare and felt obligated to make it up to her. She seemed so nice after all, even if a bit...overzealous.
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 1:29 am
"It made you interesting. Now you’re boring." For moment he’d been a curious mix of innocence and open sexual desire and you didn’t see that very often. Now he was just your run of the mill wholesome boy with blonde hair and blue eyes and she was pretty sure there was a version of him in every romance movie ever, except the ones with the dark-haired bad boys. "Saxophone, eh? I’m not going to bag it but it ain’t my thing and now I can’t even make much of a joke about blowing. That was going to be my next one and it’s ruined." She shrugged away the disappointment and moved closer. "You can stop looking so flustered now, Swinger. Just forget this conversation ever happened." Then she strolled past him, towards the door.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 4:01 am
Before he realized what he was doing, Swing found himself asking questions that were venturing into the realm of what was probably considered less than proper and polite conversation. Still, he couldn't help himself. "Really?" he began, his tone suggesting nothing but open curiosity. "Why would it have made me interesting to you?"
"But...I don't want to forget it ever happened," he said, slowly trying to wrap his mind about her comment about some joke. He didn't get what she was talking about, nor why she seemed to think it was ruined before she'd even said it. Her sudden proximity was distracting until she walked past him and toward the door.
"Wait!" Rushing to cut her off, he spread his stitch-marked wings to block her path. "Shrill X...?" the pegasus asked. "I know you think I ruined your joke and I've obviously disappointed you somehow, but...could I make it up to you?" He attempted a small smile. "I'd really like to get to know you better. I like doing all sorts of things and learning from other phonies what I can, even if I'm not very good at any of them. You seem like you know a lot and I think it's all just a bit over my head since we just met." Swing tilted his head slightly. "Would you consider filling me in?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2015 10:53 pm
"Eh," she said in a grand show of eloquence, her eyes momentarily going crossed-eyed as she took in the path-blocking Swinger. Shrill X was genuinely and completely confused, still trying to process ‘I'd really like to get to know you better’ part. There wasn't, as far as she could remember, any person on this earth that had said those exact words to her. Usually within five seconds of meeting her, everyone had gotten to know her just as much as they’d ever want to. It was obvious, just from this moment, that he was a good boy. He was a boy scout and a great friend and he probably did want to get to know her and once she’d ‘filled him in’, he’d probably run for the hills. He was an eager puppy who didn't know what he was getting in to. Shrill X also tilted her head slightly to match him and asked, "who’s your favourite Avenger?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 12:28 am
From the look on Swing's face at Shrill's question, his mind had clearly been in a different part of the universe. He hadn't expected to have his question answered with another question, after all, especially one as seemingly unrelated as that. His smile, clueless as it was, didn't leave his face. "Come again...?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 12:41 am
"Just answer the question," Shrill said and then lifted a hoof to cut off reply before it could form. "No, wait, you've said enough. Not too quick on your hooves, are ya?" She stepped in close, trying to push him out of the way without touching him, hoping the invasion of personal space would be enough. "Come on Swing-a-ling. I'm sure you've got better things to be doing."
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 1:06 am
"- the Captain! Captain America," he said quickly, standing his ground. His complexion pinked a bit, but his expression remained resolute. "I...I like the way he does his best to do what he thinks is right no matter what." He met her gaze directly. "What about your favorite?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2015 6:57 pm
"Wow," she said disdainfully. "It was right there. I was waiting for it. Yet somehow it’s still disappointing." This time when she stepped forward, she made sure to make contact, going in for the shove that would get her past him and through the door. But despite every indication otherwise, she wasn’t quite done with him. "Come on. I’m hungry. We’ll go to Cloud 9 for a bite to eat."
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