Caritas, Monday Evening

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

As Jarod entered the bar, the zombies were snickering. It seemed to get quieter for a few minutes, then started up again, this time with grunting and pointing at him. He thought he overheard the drummer say something about "cha cha" and "radio," but assumed they'd just been hired to play for some dance classes.


[ooc: Many thanks to izzyalienqueen who caught my temporal oops!]

Comments

The Band

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Show tunes, anyone? Kidding. Really.

Re: The Band

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had her guitar. And not much of an audience, but she wasn't really playing and singing this song for anyone else.

Her guitar skills had greatly improved in the last five days, it seemed, as well.

My city's still breathing, but barely, it's true,
Through buildings gone missing like teeth.
The sidewalks are watching me think about you,
Sparkled with broken glass,
I'm back with scars to show
Back with these streets I know
will never take me anywhere but here.

The stain in the carpet this drink in my hand,
These strangers whose faces I know,
We meet here for our dress rehearsal to say
"I wanted it this way",
Wait for the year to drown,
Spring forward, fall back down,
I'm trying not to wonder where you are.

All this time lingers undefined,
Someone choose who's left and who's leaving.

Memory will rust and erode into lists
Of all that you gave me,
A blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest,
The best parts of lonely,
Duct tape and soldered wires,
New words for old desires,
And every birthday card I threw away.

I wait in four/four time,
Count yellow highway lines,
That you're relying on to lead you home.

That you're relying on to lead you home.
That you're relying on to lead you home.

Re: The Band

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod applauded.

Re: The Band

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

So did Parker, surprised but pleased to see Nadia back.

The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

For those of you who may still need it. Jarod and Tino are both here.

Re: The Bar

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker walked in and began tapping the envelope along the bar as she made her way to Jarod.

One of the stray zombie comments made its way to her. A coaster winged its way toward the band and hit two band members. There was much less snickering after that.

"How was California? Bring me anything?"

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod swallowed carefully as he saw the coaster fly. "Parker? Have you been taking lessons from Miho?"

Re: The Bar

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"No, just incredibly motivated." Parker sat down at the bar, and rolled her eyes. "Right. Don't freak. Please. Everything is okay."

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Okay..." Jarod studied her. "That's not the most reassuring way to begin a conversation, you know, Parker."

Re: The Bar

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker glared at the zombies. One of them made a sign against the evil eye.

"There was a spell on Saturday. I thought I was someone named," she shuddered, "ChaCha." She stopped, bit her lower lip, and said, "Okay, I know you won't be mad at me? But please promise you won't be wanting to extract revenge on anyone else, either. All parties suffered equally, believe me."

Re: The Bar

[nadiathesaint]

Once she was checked into the hotel, Nadia headed back out. She both wanted and didn't want to see people.

She'd been gone a year. Or five days. Depending on who you asked. She'd possibly broken up with Walter despite the fact that she'd thought they'd already done that, and she'd already recovered from it.

And there were still things that had happened while she was gone that she was trying not to think about.

She needed a drink.

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Nadia! You're back!" Jarod grinned at her, happy to see that, but concerned about how she'd gotten out of the training program so quickly. "What can I get you that's on the house?"

Re: The Bar

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia smiled tiredly. "The most alcoholic thing you know how to make?"

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Getting a lot of that lately," he murmured, making a Long Island Iced Tea, but using Everclear instead of regular rum. He handed it to her. "Everything okay?"

Re: The Bar

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia smiled ironically and took a big sip of her drink.

"It's been a very, very long five days."

Re: The Bar

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras came in to Caritas in time to catch Nadia's performance.

She clapped when the other girl had finished singing, grabbed a bar stool, and ordered a gingerbeer with lime.

Re: The Bar

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia headed back to the bar and asked Tino to make her a particular blue drink that had some good memories associated with it. "Hey, you made it."

Re: The Bar

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

"Wouldn't miss it for the world."

Seras took a sip of her drink.

"You were good," she said, gesturing towards the stage.

Re: The Bar

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia nodded. "Thanks. I've been practicing a lot."

Re: The Bar

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory wandered in, smiling as the cool air hit her.

"Okay. Think we should ask Jarod? Or, um, a...zombie?"

Re: The Bar

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Jarod's pretty cool with the wacky stuff," Peter said. "He helped us out when we got ducks drunk and videotaped Callisto cheerleading. I think he'll help us out."

Re: The Bar

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Do you all have a death wish?" she wondered, heading towards the bar. "And see, Jarod's not the one I'm worried about. It's Crazy Hooker. And Miho."

Re: The Bar

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I'm confidant that I can surive whatever is thrown at me," Peter said. "Anyway, we'll get away with it as long as we leave the tapes in a box and don't sign a note."

The Lounge

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Introspection?

OOC

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

...