Job 007 :: The Rock Out or Get the Hell Out Job [Audio/Action]

[shadedsunlight]

[Audio/Action]
[Good morning, Luceti.

Do you like rock music? If you do, great. If you don't, too bad.

After finding out about Derek's departure from Luceti, Ginia heads over to Cloud Nine. No, she doesn't care if there may be people there, she'll be claiming the piano for herself and running through all the rock songs she knows. Some Bon Jovi,

Comments

[temperedtempest]

[By Living on a Prayer's first chorus, you might hear someone softly singing along over the journal, Ginia. Ororo's got a decent voice: a smooth, almost sultry alto and it's not unpleasant to listen to.]

[shadedsunlight]

[A very nice voice. Ginia smiles on her end as she hears someone singing along, glad it's someone who recognizes the song, who can sing, and a female too. In some odd way, Ginia wonders if this is maybe one way to draw any rock fans out in Luceti out of the woodwork.

Once she finishes her song, she takes a moment to write out a message.]

Your singing is beautiful.

[temperedtempest]

[... Oh, was it recording? There is a brief pause before Ororo speaks up, and she's a little embarrassed when she does. Oh.]

I... thank you. I apologize, I hadn't realized the journal was recording.

[shadedsunlight]

It happens now and then, but there's nothing to apologize for. I'm glad someone else recognizes the song too.

[temperedtempest]

I'm sure you'll draw out a few more people familiar with it. It is a classic, after all. And you play so beautifully.

[shadedsunlight]

It's so hard to tell at times with all the different worlds and Earths and variations of. But thank you very much.

Would you like to hear another?

[temperedtempest]

That would be lovely, yes. [and this time she won't disturb your playing, Ginia. promise.]

[shadedsunlight]

[It'd be no disturbance at all. Ginia gives her next song some thought before settling on some Billy Joel.]

[temperedtempest]

[Oh, she knows this one too! She'll sing sparingly, only during the choruses and maybe those last few notes. She can't help it, okay, the beat is catchy and lovely.]

[shadedsunlight]

[Unable to sing herself, Ginia's glad someone is filling in the lyrics. It's Billy Joel, all of his music was meant to be sung along with. Once she finishes, there's another message.]

Have any requests? I can do my best.

[temperedtempest]

To be honest, I can't tell you how nice to hear some familiar music. Why don't you surprise me with whatever else you know?

[shadedsunlight]

[A surprise... all right, Ginia can manage that. She thinks over all the songs she can play before settling on a favorite; Let it Be.]

[temperedtempest]

[Ah, a crowd favorite. Or, a crowd favorite on Earth, anyway. This time Ororo will enjoy the music in silence, sitting back to listen and let the familiar pleasurable sound of piano notes wash over her. She can play herself, but probably nowhere near as well as Ginia can.]

... You're very talented. Are you a regular, at the nightclub? [If she is, Ororo will have to make a habit of stopping by, if only to listen.]

[shadedsunlight]

Thank you again. Yes, I am. My friends play some of the other nights.

I'm Ginia.

[temperedtempest]

My name is Ororo. I suppose I should stop by the club more often, then. I imagine you sound even better live.

[shadedsunlight]

It's a pleasure to meet you. And please, you're flattering me.

[A pause, then as an afterthought.]

Though the acoustics in here are quite nice.