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[cheagle_luver]

Characters: Tear Grants (cheagle_luver); Daxter (precursor_dax) OPEN
When: A Saturday Evening.
Where: Daxter's Bar.
Rating: G - PG-13 (depends on who joins in? XD)
Summary: It's Tear's first night as a singer at Daxter's bar. Anyone want to watch the show?

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[precursor_dax]

Daxter'd never say it out loud, but he really REALLY appreciated Tear becoming his first employee. While she sang, he didn't have to mind the music as much, which left him free for the other things that he did, like bartending, storytelling, and cutting off the people that were smashed.

And her voice was far from bad so it made the deal even sweeter.

[cheagle_luver]

She continues to sing, placing her hands on the microphone in the stand in front of her. Her eyes are closed, and she seems to really be concentrating on the song.

[cheagle_luver]

Tear seems not to notice the new pair of eyes watching her. She just continues to do her job.

[cheagle_luver]

Still singing the same song, she starts moves her hands up to grip the microphone in the stand. When the song ends, she reaches down and takes a sip of her water.

[adesiretochange]

Truth be told, Luke wasn't really that interested in bars or any of the like. In fact, he would've juts walked right on by had he not immediately recognized the singer's voice.

Tear...?! His curiousity at a high, he sighed as he slipped into the bar to satisfy his curiosity. And lo and behold, there was his beloved fonist up on the stage. Had she sung something like this before? Maybe not. But still, he had to admit he was impressed.

Well, he shrugged -- he had nothing better to do. He'd just slide into an out of the way table and listen, see how long this would be. Besides, if nothing else he could just say he was in here since he liked her voice.

[precursor_dax]

"Where've you been, Red?" Of course Daxter would spot him easily enough. He hops off the bar for awhile to come harass...er, catch up with, his red-haired friend. "Been busy or what?"

[adesiretochange]

"Oh... hey, Dax." Luke waved, leaning back against the seat he was in as he nodded. "Yeah, you could say that. I've been doing a lot of things these past few weeks."

[precursor_dax]

"well, you gonna fill me in or what?" Daxter asked, settling on his stomach on the table. He knew Tear was the reason he'd shown up at all, obviously.

[precursor_dax]

"Having anything?" Daxter was keeping close tabs on who came and went, so it took little time to spot Yuki. He was standing at the edge of his table so the teen wouldn't need to look down at him.

[precursor_dax]

"That depends. Are you looking for something with or without alcohol?" It wasn't like Daxter would deny him alcohol, since he started drinking a little early. "Menu's pretty big y'know."

[dark_experiment]

Zephyr slinked into the bar quietly, as he had been doing quite often recently after the sun had set. Tonight, he was wearing a black cloak, hood pulled up to conceal his eyes. Something was different tonight, he noticed as he settled down at a table in the back corner. Singing? That was new. Sliver climbed out of the cloak, and sprawled out on the table, earning a faint smile from Zephyr under the hood. Looking up to see the source of the singing, he quickly recognized Tear.

"Huh." He muttered to himself, propping his elbows up on the table.

[precursor_dax]

"Hey, Zephyr!" Daxter practically appeared next to his arm. "How's it goin' tonight?"

[dark_experiment]

Zephyr smiled faintly under his hood. "Alright...I guess. Looks like business...is better tonight, hm?" He replied, nodding slightly.

[precursor_dax]

Daxter grinned. "Well you can't run the hippest, most happening place in town if no one's here to notice, right?" he replied, leaning on Zephyr's arm.