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and I wish you all the love in the world

Apr 04, 2009 18:30

adam carter, sean cassidy, mayko tran, juliet o'hara, jo grant, carwood lipton, dr. remy hadley

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missingthekeep April 5 2009, 04:02:09 UTC

Sean doesn't recognize the song, but he does recognize the woman playing it and he's not sure whether he would have expected it of her or not.

"Ye're nae so bad at that," he offers from a little ways away when she trails off somewhat. It's not quite his bag, musically, but definitely not bad.

number_unlucky April 5 2009, 04:10:45 UTC

It was the sort-of Southie guy, the one who I'd met when I was stoned on my porch. Hopefully this was giving him a slightly better impression. "I was pretty out of practice until recently," I said. "I can get by, I guess...but thanks."

missingthekeep April 5 2009, 04:21:11 UTC

"S'nae a problem." Sean nods at that, crossing his arms. "Aye, same here. Learned ta play when I was a boy, but didnae have the occasion ta practice much in years 'til I got here." Where there's nothing but occasion.

number_unlucky April 5 2009, 04:32:27 UTC

"There's a class," I explained, or tried to. "At the school. So I thought why not, I've got a lot of free time." Free time to go to the beach and nearly get blown up, but yeah. "You want to try?"

missingthekeep April 5 2009, 04:45:39 UTC

"I managed ta get meself roped inta teachin' someone to play," Sean says, still a little incredulous about that as he steps up to the piano. "Free time c'n be a killer. But I dinnae wanna hijack the thing from ye, lass." As it stands, he tries to make it a point to only play solo when even the hallway looks clear.

number_unlucky April 5 2009, 18:14:46 UTC

I laughed and got up from the bench. "Then you're better than me. I was done practicing anyway, I swear."

Lass. I was going to try very hard not to laugh.

missingthekeep April 8 2009, 04:50:28 UTC

"Fair 'nough," he relents easily enough, hesitating for just a few seconds, taking a seat at the bench with a chuckle. He absently plays a few chords before taking a quick peek at the music she already has assembled. "Remy, was it? Ye got any Dixieland or summat?" He's always been more about just playing what he knows as opposed to going off of sheet music, but he's curious.

number_unlucky April 8 2009, 22:59:37 UTC

"Uh, Dixieland?" I asked. "Like, you mean, Scott Joplin?"

I didn't, but he'd probably have been able to infer that from my tone. "Yeah, it's Remy--you're Sean?"

missingthekeep April 9 2009, 10:33:08 UTC

He had figured as much, so he just grins as he manages to suppress a slight eyeroll. "Aye, Cassidy. An' there's more to't than the Entertainer, ye know. Dick Hyman, Johnny Maddox, plenty ta be learned from fellas like 'em." He shrugs, putting the papers back in something resembling an order.

"Couse, s'all a matter o' taste, I s'pose," he adds easily as he starts up a relatively low-key take on the Suicide Table Rag.

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