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[The Devil's Brood]

Alexander sat on the hard concrete sidewalk on the corner where the Wells Fargo bank was seated, filled with people walking in and out with their pockets occupied by cash--a perfect hangout for an inspired musician. Leaning against the marble walls of the building, he sat down his cheap fedora that was bent and deformed from being sat on and squished into a suitcase. Dropping two quarters and a dollar inside, Alexander picked up the acoustic guitar that sat next to him, wrapping the strap around his body before his fingers pressed into the strings high on the neck, strumming his fingers before he paused and turned the golden knobs to fix the tuning before he began to strum his fingers down the soft strings, grinning in satisfaction at the soft melody. "Haven't seen you since high school; good to see you're still beautiful. Gravity hasn't started to pull quite yet--I bet you're rich as hell," he began to sing the cover of Train's "Bruises" softly, his eyes struggling to meet those who were walking by, but those he did get a chance to spot, paused to drop a dollar or a few quarters that were weighing down in their pockets in his old beat up Fedora. Grinning, he continued to sing the last few lines. "I would love to fix it all for you; I would love to fix you too. Please don't fix a thing whatever you do. These bruises make for better conversations, loses the vibe that separates. It's good to know you've got a friend, but you remember now and then, everyone loses we all got bruises," he ended softly before allowing his fingers to strum to their own accord before he ended the soft melody and pulled his Fedora close to pluck out the full eleven dollars and seventy-five cents he had earned, pocketing the earn before he began to strum a new song.

[trills]

Shirley noticed the fact that he too was blushing, and found it cute. "Same here, I don't like being so far off the ground." Shirley crinkled her nose at the thought. She looked down, noticing that her laptop was still out. "Hey, do you...want to get out of here?" she shrugged. "We could continue our talk in the park. It's a nice day." She added after looking out the window, noticing the shining sun and the fluffy white clouds. She shut the lid of her laptop and began putting it away. She was amazed at how quickly she had warmed up to Theo. An hour ago they were strangers, and now they were sharing their life stories. She shook her head slightly, to herself. It was weird, too. She usually wasn't the friendliest person, but Theo made her want to talk about herself. God, I hope I haven't been too domineering, she thought to herself. She usually didn't talk so much during conversations, and she wasn't sure if she was coming off as too talkative.

[.skycat.]

caitlyn cross
Cat had slipped out of the Starbucks and was now weaving her way through the people crowding the streets. Rush hour would be over soon, but then she'd only have an hour and a half before she'd have to get to work. As irrelevant being a waitress was to her dreams, she needed some way to pay for the apartment, and being a waitress was actually kind of fun. Cat unconsciously chewed on the straw of her frappé- a bad habit she had yet to break- and came across a guitarist playing a tune. She always felt bad for the people who played in the streets, but it always seemed to brighten the city up a bit. Deciding there wasn't any hurry for her to he anywhere, she stopped to listen to him. "Isn't the sidewalk a bit uncomfortable?" The girl commented as she flicked a dollar bill into his fedora.

[The Devil's Brood]

Alexander paused after he ended the second song of the idea to tune his instrument once more, turned the golden knobs at the head of the guitar before he tested the sound with a strum of his fingers and flashed an all-American smile in satisfaction before he began to sing to the chords of Jason Mraz's "I'm Yours". "Don't ya want to come on; scooch on over closer dear, and I will nibble your ear," he sung softly before his fingers plucked at the strings for the short instrumental while he looked up and his eyes met those of a petite girl chewing on the straw of her drink. "I've spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror and bending over backwards just to try and see your clearer. But my breath fogged up the glass and so I drew a new face and I laughed. I guess what I be sayin' is there ain't no better reason to rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons. It's what we aim to do; our name is our virtue but I won't hesitate no more, no more, it cannot wait, I'm yours," his voice trailed away as his fingers continued to strum the acoustic instrumental as the same petite girl came on over and spoke to him. He struggled to keep the chords in his head while he strummed his fingers over the firm strings. He smirked up at the stranger, his gaze warm. "'Course it is," he drawled. "But it beats standing for three hours," he quipped before the tune he was strumming ended. "What's your name, gorgeous?"

[cucumber]

Theo turned to look outside, it was a nice day out. "Sure, that sounds great. It beats sitting in a Starbucks," he said laughing. It was really weird, an hour ago they were complete strangers sitting in a completely filled Starbucks cafe, now they seemed like they had known each other for years, inside an almost empty Starbucks. Theo saw her putting away her laptop, he grabbed Shirley's cup along with his own and walked over to the garbage can and put them in. He walked back over to her and grabbed her laptop case for her. He helped put the laptop away, he took her hand and led her out of the shop. Theo smiled half to himself, half to the world.

[xzaos]

(Where da hell is miiamii. Anyone seen her today?)

[miya.]

[ I haven't, sorry Dracarys. But if anyone's open Eleena's heading down the street right now .-. ]

[cucumber]

The person was on just today, like half an hour ago. So, if she doesn't post today, I will have to kick them out of the role play.

[trills]

"Okay, great." Shirley smiled shyly as he helped her with her things. "Oh - thank you, you don't have to do that." She accepted her laptop back from him and a pink blush crept up her cheeks as he took her hand. Once they were out of the Starbucks and walking down the street, she glanced over at Theo. "So, how long does it take you to finish a painting?" She asked, curious to know. Art had always fascinated her, even though she couldn't reciprocate it to save her life.

{ Sorry for the shorter and slightly crappy post - it's difficult to type on an iPad }

[.skycat.]

caitlyn cross
"That's a good point." Cat replied with a smile, then hesitated slightly before adding, "I'm Caitlyn, but everyone calls me Cat." She brushed a strand of blond hair away from her face and forced to take another small step closer so people could still get by. "And your name would be..?" She asked, raising an eyebrow playfully and smiling. From the looks of it, she had been completely unaffected by the offhand "gorgeous" added the end of his question, but inside she was blushing uncontrollably. Cat took another sip of her coffee, trying bit to show too much of it.