[Maybe Yosuke's taking a day off and doing a little playing. He'd been at it a while. But on one particular afternoon, there was a tap-tap-tapping on the window. On first glance, there's a black bird- a crow, maybe- tapping away at the glass.]
Avon calling! Avon calling!
[But that bird had fantastic mimicry, with a voice precisely like Madhuri's in his first chirrup, and like Yosuke's in the second.]
[Yosuke had been doing a lot of playing when be could once he got his guitar. Guitars, actually. He’d bought an electric and acoustic so he could play depending on his mood and if he wanted to be loud or not. Okay also an amp helped so he could actually adjust the volume too. But anyway, the tap of the glasses almost didn’t catch his attention until the chirrup does. He nearly drops the yellow electric guitar in surprise when he hears his own voice and sees the black bird.
What the hell? He set it on the bed and walked to the window, opening it up.]
[The bird then laughed, hopped to face backward, and sailed downward to the ground floor before dissipating in flecks of light. Hopping up and down in place, the tiefling waved an arm, clutching her hat.]
Yosukeee! Don't you know that playing an instrument can summon bards? Then they'll want to come in and jam session and everything!
[He made a face when he was mimicked and laughed it, a confused sort of face. But that all changed when the bird sailed downward and revealed a familiar, although not as furry, young woman he met last month. His face brightened and he grinned widely, waving down at her with a laugh.]
Guess you learn something new everyday! C’mon up!
[He told her the floor number and pulled back into his room. He went into the living room to open the door and meet her at the elevator. Needless to say, their first meeting had made a huge impression on him so he was quite excited to see her again.]
[He stepped back and she snickered. She could always teleport on up, but... gosh, you know, she already had Grackle be so rude. Let's go conventional. She trekked right over into the building and took the elevator to meet him.]
Long time no see! How've you been holding up after that weird expedition and robot suits, huh?
Yeah, the donut thing! I had to have one just to keep them quiet! I suppose I couldn't deny a local delicacy and they didn't appear to be poisoned, so no harm no foul, I suppose.
As for the city, it was beautiful. Very far-eastern. Turns out that cult of fox folk were an extremist group and they took them for processing to the full extent of the law.
So, really, you missed nothing but a few sights. And desert monsters.
[She straightened up her hat.]
But back at you! Moonlacing! You've gotta tell me if there's someone cute in your mind... any progress in that front, hmmm~?
I dunno, I feel like anything that pushes that much about food is bound to be bad news...
[Very far-Eastern though? So what, like home? He led her to his bedroom where his guitar was on his bed and the acoustic was leaning against the wall on the opposite side.]
Wh-What?! I-I um... well. M...Maybe?
[He nearly tripped on his own too feet at the sudden question of his love life. Or whatever it was right now. His face also turned beet red and he sat down heavily at the computer chair to hide it behind his hands.]
[She took it upon herself to sit on the bed and take a look at this guitar resting here. Her fingers smoothed over the polish.]
Oh, don't hide like that, dear... it's always complicated when you first dip your toes in the dating pool, isn't it?
My first crush was a very large lizard man. Now THAT was complicated. But he had a hell of a singing voice. Yet as much as I dreamed of him doing a whole mess of things to me, it turned out I intimidated him.
[She smirked at him.]
And I get that a lot. But at the very least, I can offer advice.
[He sank further into his chair with a soft whine at being told not to hide. But he obliged. Sort of. His hands were on his heated cheeks, but at least she could see his face.]
That's because you are intimidating, doesn't matter you're size.
[He'd point to all the ladies in his team for that. He was very used to small, intimidating ladies. Heaven help him. Finally, his dragged his hands down the rest of the way and flopped his arms on his legs.]
I mean... yeah, I guess it's always complicated but... I'd also gone from like... b-being a total virgin to-to sleeping with several different people a-and even made out with a guy!
[Just. What? He was still in the process of coming out to his friends but Madhuri didn't know him before his revelation, so it was a little easier to say it to her.]
People just don't... do that in such a short amount of time where I'm from, I guess. A-And I'm not actually dating any of them, so I feel weird about it.
[She canted her head thoughtfully. He'd been quite successful, but his society bore hangups to ensure he grew up feeling some level of shame. Well, that just won't do.]
...If it's any consolation, so long as every party involved was alright with it, what you've done is perfectly healthy. Hell, experimenting with other men doesn't mean anything if you don't want it to.
But you should never deny yourself the company of another, man or woman, because society urged you to think in a specific way.
[She smiled.]
But the stories oversell and undersell sex, don't they? You finally have it and realize it's nothing like they say. You wonder if some authors have even touched a boob.
[She was right, it wasn’t the first time he’s heard that. It was just hard after quite a long time of being told he was a pervert (and let’s be real, he deserved it some of the time). But then he snorted a laugh.]
I mean... you’re not wrong? It’s definitely not at all like I’ve seen in stories and stuff. [He’s pretty sure on some level porn was never like the real thing, just like movies in general weren’t real life.] But at least I can say I have touched a boob and it’s quite nice.
[He still blushed as he said it, but he laughed too. He hid his face again as he did.]
I don’t normally get to say shit like this, you know? I’d have gotten slapped in the face for it.
Of course, some folks aren't keen on 'kiss and tell', so I won't ask for names. Instead I'll say that I'm pretty happy for you! It's wonderful to see you so open and happy like this, albeit a little embarrassed. I get a kick out of it when they grew up in a society that's pretty hush-hush about intimacy.
[She gathered up the guitar and decided to play around with it a little, see how it sounded.]
Oooh, mmm, this one's nice and warm. It's got tones like honey... who made this?
Heheh, thanks. If only more places could be like this one, huh?
[He listened to her strum the guitar, tilting his head to listen a bit.]
Mmm, I dunno the maker. I bought it here, though. It’s the closest I could find to the one I had back home. I tested it before buying it, of course, but I’m glad it meets your approval!
[She looked a little closer for a creator's stamp or some kind of signature. ...Ah-ha, there it was... a little symbol here, tucked away inside. She had to keep an eye out.]
See that in there? Any maker worth their salt would make sure people knew who made it. Look for this stamp right here. This person, whoever they are, put heart and soul into every instrument they make.
[She stopped, and kindly offered the guitar back to him.]
My mother had made the one I use. I upgraded it, augmented it to tap into my magic using the scales and horns of dragons I'd given a sound spanking.
Oh!! So that’s why, geez... music is practically my life and I didn’t even think about that.
[He took it back and rested it on his lap, listening to her. He smiled.]
That’s really cool. My parents are actually the reason I like music so much. I think my dad has a bigger album collection than I do, even still has his vinyls and record player. Mom’s the one encouraged me to play as long as I’m the one who saved up for the guitar. Y’know being all responsible and stuff.
[But it was for the best because he earned the money for his guitar, just like he did now. He was incredibly proud of himself for that.]
I was born and raised among a traveling circus. My folks were performers. They told me I could do anything I put my mind to if I put in the effort: Lion-taming, trapeze, clowning... fire-eating would just be cheating, though.
[A beat.]
Tieflings are fire-resistant. It'd be like you trying to wow an audience with 'water-eating'.
[She wiggled to get comfortable, and raised her hands into position. The guitar appeared in a manner of wisps, and she wasted no time in getting started on a flirty little bassline.]
It's not about keeping up. It's about creating as you go...
[Not quite something he was used to doing yet, but he had dabbled. And without a random crowd like last time, Yosuke followed the flirty baseline for a few moments. Eventually, he joined in with a small little number, nothing fancy but easy enough to go with the baseline for now.
[HMMM. Needed more. With a snap of her fingers, she called upon Grackle again. The raven settled on the bed stand, and after a moment of tuning in, added to the tune with an eerie mimicry of a drum kit]
And that's how you make use of a spirit raven...! Alright, Yosuke, how about this?
[Her tune gave his number one last little caress before guiding along into something more recognizable.]
It's getting near dawn, when lights close their tired eyes...
I'll be with you, darling soon, I'll be with you when the stars start falling...!
[Oof, she always loved this bassline. But she was curious if he could tie a bow and transition into something new. How many songs could they connect together?]
[It was fairly easy to figure out just how this jam session should go and since their first meeting involved David Bowie and Yosuke had a pretty awesome conversation about Queen with a several thousand year old demon with an awesome (currently toy sized) Bentley...
It was a little too easy to transition to something else. His grin widened as he did.]
[The recognition glimmered in her eyes immediately. With a shimmy in her seat, she joined right on in. But she took on ol' Freddie's vocals with her guitar, but took it on a new level, perhaps applying a little pressure himself.]
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Avon calling! Avon calling!
[But that bird had fantastic mimicry, with a voice precisely like Madhuri's in his first chirrup, and like Yosuke's in the second.]
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What the hell? He set it on the bed and walked to the window, opening it up.]
Uh, Avon?
[The hell...?]
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[The bird then laughed, hopped to face backward, and sailed downward to the ground floor before dissipating in flecks of light. Hopping up and down in place, the tiefling waved an arm, clutching her hat.]
Yosukeee! Don't you know that playing an instrument can summon bards? Then they'll want to come in and jam session and everything!
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[He made a face when he was mimicked and laughed it, a confused sort of face. But that all changed when the bird sailed downward and revealed a familiar, although not as furry, young woman he met last month. His face brightened and he grinned widely, waving down at her with a laugh.]
Guess you learn something new everyday! C’mon up!
[He told her the floor number and pulled back into his room. He went into the living room to open the door and meet her at the elevator. Needless to say, their first meeting had made a huge impression on him so he was quite excited to see her again.]
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Long time no see! How've you been holding up after that weird expedition and robot suits, huh?
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I’ve been okay, I didn’t actually go on that expedition though. What’d I miss?
[He led her back to his apartment, shutting the door behind her.]
A friend of mine mentioned people being pushy about donuts?
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As for the city, it was beautiful. Very far-eastern. Turns out that cult of fox folk were an extremist group and they took them for processing to the full extent of the law.
So, really, you missed nothing but a few sights. And desert monsters.
[She straightened up her hat.]
But back at you! Moonlacing! You've gotta tell me if there's someone cute in your mind... any progress in that front, hmmm~?
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[Very far-Eastern though? So what, like home? He led her to his bedroom where his guitar was on his bed and the acoustic was leaning against the wall on the opposite side.]
Wh-What?! I-I um... well. M...Maybe?
[He nearly tripped on his own too feet at the sudden question of his love life. Or whatever it was right now. His face also turned beet red and he sat down heavily at the computer chair to hide it behind his hands.]
It's complicated.
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Oh, don't hide like that, dear... it's always complicated when you first dip your toes in the dating pool, isn't it?
My first crush was a very large lizard man. Now THAT was complicated. But he had a hell of a singing voice. Yet as much as I dreamed of him doing a whole mess of things to me, it turned out I intimidated him.
[She smirked at him.]
And I get that a lot. But at the very least, I can offer advice.
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That's because you are intimidating, doesn't matter you're size.
[He'd point to all the ladies in his team for that. He was very used to small, intimidating ladies. Heaven help him. Finally, his dragged his hands down the rest of the way and flopped his arms on his legs.]
I mean... yeah, I guess it's always complicated but... I'd also gone from like... b-being a total virgin to-to sleeping with several different people a-and even made out with a guy!
[Just. What? He was still in the process of coming out to his friends but Madhuri didn't know him before his revelation, so it was a little easier to say it to her.]
People just don't... do that in such a short amount of time where I'm from, I guess. A-And I'm not actually dating any of them, so I feel weird about it.
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...If it's any consolation, so long as every party involved was alright with it, what you've done is perfectly healthy. Hell, experimenting with other men doesn't mean anything if you don't want it to.
But you should never deny yourself the company of another, man or woman, because society urged you to think in a specific way.
[She smiled.]
But the stories oversell and undersell sex, don't they? You finally have it and realize it's nothing like they say. You wonder if some authors have even touched a boob.
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I mean... you’re not wrong? It’s definitely not at all like I’ve seen in stories and stuff. [He’s pretty sure on some level porn was never like the real thing, just like movies in general weren’t real life.] But at least I can say I have touched a boob and it’s quite nice.
[He still blushed as he said it, but he laughed too. He hid his face again as he did.]
I don’t normally get to say shit like this, you know? I’d have gotten slapped in the face for it.
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Of course, some folks aren't keen on 'kiss and tell', so I won't ask for names. Instead I'll say that I'm pretty happy for you! It's wonderful to see you so open and happy like this, albeit a little embarrassed. I get a kick out of it when they grew up in a society that's pretty hush-hush about intimacy.
[She gathered up the guitar and decided to play around with it a little, see how it sounded.]
Oooh, mmm, this one's nice and warm. It's got tones like honey... who made this?
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[He listened to her strum the guitar, tilting his head to listen a bit.]
Mmm, I dunno the maker. I bought it here, though. It’s the closest I could find to the one I had back home. I tested it before buying it, of course, but I’m glad it meets your approval!
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See that in there? Any maker worth their salt would make sure people knew who made it. Look for this stamp right here. This person, whoever they are, put heart and soul into every instrument they make.
[She stopped, and kindly offered the guitar back to him.]
My mother had made the one I use. I upgraded it, augmented it to tap into my magic using the scales and horns of dragons I'd given a sound spanking.
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[He took it back and rested it on his lap, listening to her. He smiled.]
That’s really cool. My parents are actually the reason I like music so much. I think my dad has a bigger album collection than I do, even still has his vinyls and record player. Mom’s the one encouraged me to play as long as I’m the one who saved up for the guitar. Y’know being all responsible and stuff.
[But it was for the best because he earned the money for his guitar, just like he did now. He was incredibly proud of himself for that.]
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I was born and raised among a traveling circus. My folks were performers. They told me I could do anything I put my mind to if I put in the effort: Lion-taming, trapeze, clowning... fire-eating would just be cheating, though.
[A beat.]
Tieflings are fire-resistant. It'd be like you trying to wow an audience with 'water-eating'.
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[Thanks Jiraiya. Then, he bounced his legs a couple times and grinned widely.]]
So! What’s this about a jam session? I’m not as rusty so think I can keep up with your dragon guitar.
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[She wiggled to get comfortable, and raised her hands into position. The guitar appeared in a manner of wisps, and she wasted no time in getting started on a flirty little bassline.]
It's not about keeping up. It's about creating as you go...
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He smiled.]
I see what you mean.
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And that's how you make use of a spirit raven...! Alright, Yosuke, how about this?
[Her tune gave his number one last little caress before guiding along into something more recognizable.]
It's getting near dawn, when lights close their tired eyes...
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I dig it, I dig it.
[He adjusted his fingers, he hadn’t heard the song in awhile so it took a few tries to get it right. Once he did:]
I'll soon be with you my love,
To give you my dawn surprise.
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I'll be with you when the stars start falling...!
[Oof, she always loved this bassline. But she was curious if he could tie a bow and transition into something new. How many songs could they connect together?]
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It was a little too easy to transition to something else. His grin widened as he did.]
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oh my god everlong is the sweetest song though. husband's favorite!
isn't it though? /chinhands
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