(Open)Do you sing?

[Exegesis Agarwal]

Walking up with Freya, Exegesis whispers the cord progression, going back and forth a moment until the music is properly communicated. Turning to survey the crowd again and adjusting the mic, Exegesis adds, “This one is called 'Girl with the Lion's Tail, or, sometimes, Lucia's Song, by S. J. Tucker. The lyrics are a bit cryptic, but can be rather meaningful for some of us here tonight.”



Ze clears hir throat and shapes hir voice, trying to imitate the dusky alto these lyrics bring to mind.

  3 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2019-04-02 09:21:45		Exegesis Agarwal rolls 6 to Preforming: Expression+Presence+1g (10 Again)		9, 2, 6, 5, 10, 3, 9		3 successes

Exceptional from Heavenly Articulation.

“We work well together don't we?” Exegesis asks the crowd.

[Fawkes]

Fawkes' eyes wander to John for a moment. If he wasn't already holding his face, he would have slapped his own forehead. Duh.

"You know, you think I would have thought of that," he says. A low ringing is heard with their close proximity as the mannequin focuses on his reflection, pieces locking properly as the cracks seal...for the most part. His mouth still looked like a latticework of scarring, but he wasn't leaking at least.

"I'm still getting used to this much attention. It's weird," he cocks his head as he fully turns to face him. The Elemental remembered John's attempt at the stage,

"How are you doing? I think everyone was impressed that you stepped up."

[Freya]

Freya says nothing as Exegesis' piece ends. The androgynous Fairest had done exceptionally well, but Freya's efforts, while successful, were nothing special, distracted as she was with Fawkes' well being.

Glumly, she makes her way back to the seat. She stands there, considering something for a moment, before finally putting her guitar away.

Glancing to the bathrooms, she witnesses John slip in, heading to see to Fawkes. A sad smile hits her features, at once pleased that Fawkes has a burgeoning family to support him and also disheartened by the feeling that her attentions had somehow caused the cracks Fawkes was now enduring. The mother within her wept and, soon, she was likely to do the same.

Thus, with a wave granted to Seraphina, Mother Talons departed, case in hand, into the streets of Sacramento. She had managed to park nearby. A time could come when Freya might seek answers to better understand or even to apologize for the Elemental's pain, but for now?

She was gone.

Freya leaves the scene! Thanks all!

[Yumyumcrow]

Scene has reached the month mark.

[Fawkes]

Fawkes tilts his head, but allows the Darkling to do his usual fussing. It helped the man's anxiety to feel in control of the situation when he often was bulldozed by other personalities.

"Sure, if you need the company. I think you'd have more fun going home with Circe," he quipped. The Fairest was throwing herself at him. He gives Circe a little wave as he links arms with John for the humour of it as they leave, expression as deadpan as ever.

He sends Seraphina and Freya a quick text to say his face was fixed and thanking them for the invite. He would have waved and said proper goodbyes to anyone who bothered.

[Seraphina]

Goodbyes and waves were offered, as well as to go coffee for anyone who asked. Seeing the text, she simply nods, sending one back saying she was glad he stopped by.

Great scene everyone! Thank you!