(Open)Do you sing?

[Circe]

Circe was in her usual business suit but this time carrying an attache case as she entered Garden Grounds. Her tie was undone and her collar open enough to reveal a red t-shirt beneath. The woman looked haggard as if she'd had a long day. She paused to look at the gathering, and sighed. To her fellow Lost, she went from a striking blue woman with white hair to a dusky skinned blonde. She quickly spotted John and gave him a wave as she walked over to him to ask a question. Even her voice sounded tired, "So there is a thing tonight? Cause I really, really, really need coffee," she puts her case down at John's table and points to the counter, "Ya want me ta get ya one too?"

[Fawkes]

Fawkes forgets his drink, eyes glazing as Freya plays. He doesn't move for a long time, half lidded and relaxed in the atmosphere. As John drifts back, the mannequin gives him an encouraging clasp on the shoulder, careful with the pressure.

He greets Circe with his usual monotone, happy for more of their number.

[Circe]

Circe nods to John's explanation, "Freddo. I can't sing worth a damn and they ain't servin' shots so," her shoulders shrug as she leaves the attache case under the table, leaning forward towards John as she does so. "I'll grab ya yer usual?"

Circe just assumes a yes and makes her way to the counter. "Sera? Ya here? Johnny and I need yer glorious ambrosia." She points at the coffee maker but pauses as she spots Freya talking to some woman. Circe waves hello to the matronly Lost, "Sup girl?! Ya bein' a songstress tonight or making more friends?!"

[Freya]

John's stage fright, Mable's song, and Exegesis' monologue both had garnered Freya's attention. The first prompted a sad expression, her nature almost driving her to offer John some comfort, but Sera was already providing that much. With the arrival of Circe, the wound to his confidence would likely begin to heal. Plus she got the sense the Winter would not appreciate being crowded. Mable's efforts were met with a smile and light applause from Mother Talons as she finished her set. The monologue of Exegesis, however, was something Freya was clearly impressed with. This newest Emerald was clearly practiced and her efforts too were greeted with gentle applause on Freya's part.

Freya spots Circe's approach and smiles before a taloned hand taps the guitar case leaning against her stool.

"I've already sang tonight, I'm afraid," she offers, her tone kind and soft, "but since its an open mic, I'm sure others will fill the slots. I wouldn't feel right taking a second one."

As for the question of friends, Freya said nothing. Her intent had been to see if she was ready to sing in front of crowds. And she had discovered she was.

[Seraphina]

There was a smile as Circe approaches, “Hey Circe! Glad you came out tonight! You going to get up there and sing?” asks the Nix.

She then frowns, “Oh, was the coffee I brought over to him not to his liking?” this was upsetting to the Treasured. “Did he not like the pasty either?” she asks, a little flustered. This had never happened before, but she still makes a new coffee and one for Circe as well. Handing them to the Summer, “Please tell John I’m sorry what I brought wasn’t to his liking.” Was it the coffee? How she made it perhaps? She remembered how he liked his coffee. It just wasn’t making sense to her.

Shaking her head, she focuses on Freya with a smile, “That was amazing! I could listen to you all night, and I’m sure I’m not the only one. Please, if you want to perform again, feel free. But no pressure.” Her words honest. She really enjoyed the performance. “I’d love to sing with you sometime, if you do those type of things of course.”

[Circe]

Circe grinned at Seraphina, "Nah I ain't in the mood ta sing, tonight it ain't my thing." She then gained a confused look on her face at Seraphina's flustered over the coffee, "Uh, I think her drained it already? Or just is humoring me fer offerin' ta get him more," she shrugged. "I'm sure he liked it but so don't worry about it Sera," Circe gives a friendly smile and a nod as she takes the coffee.

Walking back to John she takes a seat beside him. Offering him his coffee, "Cheers John. Oh, and Sera is hopin' ya liked the, uh, pasty? I am guessin' she meant the food and not the costume nudity covers. Unless ya got really lucky with her," she leans in with a grin after he takes his cup, "If so, please do tell."

[Fawkes]

Fawkes is noticeably silent for a while, fading into the background where he was comfortable. Storytelling was a talent he did not expect from the leather worker. A Fairest being talented with words was nothing alien but hinted at someone who had dabbled with many hats.

Recording dynamics as the Courts mixed. Seraphina's barely restrained distress over something so trivial was noted; Circe fishing for John's relationship status; the Mirrorskin's recovery as his peers gloss over his embarrassment. The fact that the pair ignored his presence, he decided to give some distance and reach out to Freya .

"Looks like your test went over well," he says, eyeing the guitar case. "Thanks for remembering I wanted to come." The way the mannequin positioned himself had walled off the rest of the club's activity, blocking the prickling uneasiness that usually forced his attention elsewhere.

[Seraphina]

Sera heard Circe, but barely. Her mind was swimming with how she somehow failed. And with something as simple as coffee at that!

She needed to get her mind focused somewhere else. Sapphires move about the room, seeking an out, but not finding one. That release was more complicated now, as she was rather attached to one. And she couldn’t leave and hit the gym right now. She was hosting this.
Next best thing for her? Singing.

So she took the stage, singing something that reminded her of Spring. Something that would lift her spirits.

And while she sounded ok, it wasn’t her best. She could hear it in her voice, it sucked.

When the song finished, she smiled, a beaming smile and moved back to the counter. Wanting to just disappear after that embarrassing performance. So she absently poured herself some coffee. Wishing the night to end.

  3 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2019-03-19 22:06:07		Seraphina rolls 16 to Singing!(Pres+Exp+Spec+SL+DV) (10 Again, WillPower)		6, 3, 3, 8, 8, 6, 6, 1, 3, 2, 9, 2, 1, 6, 7, 6		3 successes

[Exegesis Agarwal]

As Seraphina leaves the stage Exegesis was in the process of getting up. Ze leaned toward her with a smile as their paths cross. "I like that one. I've always thought of Loreena McKennitt as the love-child of Stevie Nicks & Enya."
Continuing past, ze sat down next to Fawkes. "Hope you don't mind if I join you. At this point, you're the person I know best of those who are here. I know that isn't saying much at this point, but..." ze trailed off.
"Would you call this a typical evening with the company?"