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The Boards, Sunday Afternoon

Jono still had the sign advertising next Sunday's showcase up in the window, sure, but that wasn't entirely why he was in this weekend. Dante had requested that they, the band, start doing things again, and in order for that to happen, well, he was going to have to open the place for rehearsals and such. Kind of the logical next step, there.

And so, the theatre was open today, with a sign outside advertising band rehearsal today, but also noting that they were always willing to try out new members, if anybody wanted to join. After all, they had lost their - heh - lead triangle. That simply wouldn't do, would it?

Now maybe they could at the very least get some music written. Or just jam for a while, if nothing else.

[OOC: Open to all! I'll ping when I can, but it'll probably lead into SP, and feel free to get messy in the comments, since I'm the one linkgrabbing this stuff anyway! If you show up to try out for the band, congrats, we'll make room for you in the band. Even if you want to be lead triangle.]

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Look, Peebee didn't know the slightest thing about playing an instrument. But she was passing by, and there was a sign outside, and it was a new thing she hadn't tried so why not? She was prepared to bullshit her way through an audition if she had to.

Or, well, not prepared, because that would have involved forethought, but she was ready and more than willing to wing it, even if she turned out to be terrible at it. The important part was that it was something new, sort of an adventure. So she had to.

[[Woooooo SP!]]

And Jono was all about adventure, at least when it came to music.

... And most other things, admittedly. He was pretty notoriously terrible at keeping his nose out of trouble, and Jonothon's particular sort of trouble tended to go hand-in-hand with adventure.

//Afternoon,// he greeted, only sightly distracted. He had his bass guitar set to the side for actual rehearsal-type things, of course, but he was currently fingerpicking at an acoustic, just noodling around while he waited for the band to show, or not show, whatever they so chose. //Welcome to th'Boards. Here to try out for the band, or just jam along?//

"Here to try out," Peebee said, casually breezy as if she knew what she was doing. (And staring at the instruments in fascination.) (And also at the guy on fire, because, well.) "Thought I'd get some hands-on experience with what music on this planet's all about. Or this part of it, anyway."

Jono gave her a little smile (as best as he was able around the corners of his eyes) and a nod of his head at that.

//New to this corner of the galaxy, then,// he surmised. Liara had been as well, he supposed he shouldn't be surprised, even though the island seemed to be a magnet for Asari. //Do you play any instruments? Or sing, perhaps? I'm not altogether familiar with the music from your neck of the woods, but we might be able to find you something that makes a decent substitute for whatever you're familiar with, if you like.//

"Oh, pfft," Peebee said, waving a hand. "Honestly? The less familiar it feels to me, the better. I didn't come here to have experiences just like what I could have back home. Never tried singing, before. That could be interesting. My sister made me take music lessons about twenty years ago, but that was all matriarchs droning on about the importance of classical technique and traditional music theory and -- zzzzzzzz. Never even got around to actual instruments before I got bored enough to quit."

A 500-year sibling age gap was such a drag.

She shrugged. "Is there anything in particular you're looking for, for this band? I'm a quick study."

//As a matter of fact, we could always use a vocalist,// Jono replied, looking thoughtful. //Dante's on lead guitar,// he held up the one in his hand to show it off, //but if you have any interest in trying, we could let you have a go at it too. Pinkie is on drums... Lucille is on keyboard, but she's gone for a few months.//

He paused.

//If, ah, any of that makes any sense whatsoever.//

He tended to get a touch carried away sometimes.

//Whatever you decide you want to try, I promise we won't bore you forever with theory first. Diving in is half the fun.//

Oh, like Peebee didn't get carried away sometimes. A lot of times. Ahem.

"More like all the fun," she said, chuckling. "Figuring out how things work on my own is way more fun than having other people tell me how I'm supposed to do things. Wouldn't mind taking a crack at all the instruments eventually, but vocals? Sure, why not? That could be a place to start."

She'd considered offering to fill in on keyboard too, but that seemed more committal than she wanted to be.

//Not a bad starting point either, good way to see what kind of ear you've got for it,// Jono mused. //Not that not having one would be a dealbreaker, necessarily. Do you know any songs offhand that you can try singing right now, by any chance?//

"Sure," Peebee said, and pulled up the music app on her omni-tool to find an accompaniment-only version of something ~~conveniently vague because all the canon pop culture references were from like six decades in her future~~ reasonably contemporary but not terribly mainstream. She cued up the song and started into it with no preamble whatsoever; honestly, it sounded kind of like it could have been an unreleased bonus track from Fleetwood Mac's Rumours or somewhere around that time period, just with some ~~also conveniently vague~~ different musical instruments.

Her voice wasn't spectacular, and her range was decent if not impressive, but hey, at least she could carry a tune. Plus, whatever she lacked in performance experience, she certainly seemed to make up for in enthusiasm.

Hey, Kuzco had scored a place in the band with a triangle and enthusiasm alone!

Jono, meanwhile, had to remind himself that he was listening to the girl sing, not trying to figure out what the instruments could possibly be. Fortunately, she wasn't difficult to listen to, either. When she was finished he gave a little nod, casually picked out a small sampling of what she'd just played to get a feel for the musical style on his guitar, and then gave her another around-the-eyes smile.

//You've got a voice I could definitely play to,// he replied. //and excellent taste in music. If you want in, you're in, luv. Welcome aboard.//

"Yes!" Peebee pumped a fist. "I mean, yeah, I'm in. Definitely. It'll be fun, right?"

She didn't sound like she was unsure of that. It was more like she was looking for agreement.

//Well, I know I've been enjoying it,// Jono replied, agreeing in full. //And we've got run of the theatre for rehearsals and the music shop for inspiration and instruments and the like. So it's been working out thus far, at the very least.//

"Plenty to keep things interesting, then," Peebee said, nodding. "I won't argue with that."

Look out, she might just decide to try and take up the electric cello on a whim someday.

Really, Jono would only enable her if she wanted. He really would.

//I hoped you wouldn't. I'm Jono, by the way. I own both this place and the music shop, so if there's anything you'd like from either, just let me know.//

Even if she wanted it to shoot jets of flame on command? Because that would be awesome..

"Peebee," she replied, nodding. "And that's convenient. Equipment, performance space, not a whole lot of hassle with go-betweens, huh?"

Hey, Jono could shoot jets of flame on command. Why not an electric cello?

//Just the way I like it,// he agreed. //I didn't intend to end up with either, but it works out nicely all th'same.//

Well, there were people who might view it as a safety hazard. You know.

"I gotta say, you don't strike me as the type who set out to be a business owner," Peebee admitted, then held her hands up. "I mean, I could be wrong, in which case, no offense meant."

//None taken,// Jono replied, shrugging his shoulders casually. //On the long list of things I always figured I'd be doing with my life, 'entrepreneurial pursuits' were fairly low down there.//

Especially when compared to things like 'just focus on not dying' and 'everything is ruined, there's an x-gene involved here.'

One would hope entrepreneurial pursuits were lower down on the priority list than those things, yes.

"That probably wouldn't have been my first choice either," Peebee admitted. "But hey, it seems to be working out for you, so nice going."

Hannibal did eventually show up at the Boards, though he wasn't likely to be there for rehearsal.

No, he was on a bike, still cheerfully speaking to nobody in particular. In Danish, which he didn't even speak usually. "So, what is our secret? Could it be that we find joy in nature? Is it that we keep work and life in perfect balance? Is it that we make time for hygge, feeling all fuzzy and snuggly together?"

...He rode down one aisle, across the stage, and up the other, before leaving.

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Jono... just stared. And stared and stared.

And then casually held up his phone to film all of... of that.

Look, it had been entirely too long since he'd seen a gremlin bite that wasn't him. Just because he was married to the man didn't mean he wasn't going to take advantage of free blackmail material.

Um, yeah, Peebee was maybe getting that on her omni-tool.

". . . well, that was certainly . . . a thing."

Dante showed up with his guitar ~~late, as his mun had only spotted this post while half asleep~~ and a smirk on his face.

"Band practice. Who'd have guessed?"

//Surprise,// Jono quipped, amused. //Somebody made a request last week, so I figured there wasn't any harm in actually opening the place. Got anything new in mind yet?//

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"Nothing specific yet, but I'm working on it," Dante said, smirking. "Wondering if anyone was gonna show up to jam."

//Not many people here to jam, from the look of things,// Jono mused, //but Hannibal rode through here on a bicycle babbling in... I think it was Danish... and one of the new students stopped by and did an audition for vocals, though we aren't ruling out teaching her an instrument later, if any grab her attention.//

"Ohh, which one?" Dante asked, perking up.

//The enthusiastic Asari girl,// Jono replied pleasantly. He'd liked Peebee. She'd seemed pleasant. //Peebee, I think it was? I told her she was quite welcome to join us. Figured after Kuzco we could certainly use a new addition to the group who wasn't going to try to take over using a triangle.//

Though in all honesty, the triangle had amused him all too much.

Dante snickered. "Nah, unlike Kuzco, she's cool," he said. "One of the awesomer newbies."

//Oh, good,// Jono replied, a laugh in his voice. //I haven't met many of them yet, now that I'm not teaching, so I had to exercise my better judgment.//

Which was rarely a good idea with Jonothon, but this time around apparently it had worked out.

Dante grinned. "She's cool and up for some fun," he said. "I don't know what your call on 'awesome' is, but coming out swinging's high on my list."

By which he meant 'banging Isabela'.

Jono suspected that he really didn't want to know particulars, in this case.

//Well, good,// he decided. //Then this won't be an entirely unpleasant summer, will it?//

"Wasn't planning on it being anyway," Dante said, snickering. "But no, the newbies don't hurt."

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