voice testin' and all that. canon is once.

[hoovers]

 Oh, for fuck's sake...

Just as I'm about to abandon this ol' thing for good, you're here, yellin' at me t' pick it back up.

Maybe after a pint or ten, I'll be up to it. 'Till then, not a chance.

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[kopec]

That is the beauty of this, ah, nexus. [ She spreads her arms to indicate such. ]

We do not have to face such heartbreak. There is the way we must go and the paths we must take, and there is this. Possibilities.

[hoovers]

Possibilities.

( he gazes pensively to the ground - to his guitar in its case, namely - hand at his chin as he contemplates all of this - these possibilities. he's certainly had enough heartbreak in his life. who is he to argue if this life takes him down a different path?

he looks back up again. )

Maybe... it won't be so bad, y'know -

[kopec]

Ha! What is this I hear? Optimism?

[ Naturally, the Girl is delighted and reaches to give his upper arms a squeeze of affection. ]

It will be better than "not bad." It will be good for you and I.

[hoovers]

Now, now, don't be jumpin' to conclusions... Optimism's a pretty strong word. I prefer somethin' like... inevitable acceptance.

( blink and you miss his brief flash of a smile. )

Guess I don't have a choice but to trust you, yeah?

[kopec]

Oh, friend, did I ever lead you down a bad path before?

[ He shoulders get a squeeze for good measure as well. There is endless energy in her and she finds that he is her very best outlet. ] I tell you! I missed you and now we must go on another adventure, wherever you desire. I will go and we can pretend there are no strings, yes?

[hoovers]

No, I suppose you haven't.

( and she has certainly lead him down a number of paths. her overabundance of energy would seem an unlikely match for his awkwardness, his general lack of interest in a whole lot of things... but she ends up being an almost perfect foil to him, dragging him here and there, a little spark in his otherwise mundane life. )

Wherever I desire? So basically you're sayin' that if I give the word, we can just pick up and head to London, or New York, or - I dunno, Mars?

( the first two are questionable, and the third is certainly a no-go. still, the idea of pretending that there's nothing keeping them right here in Dublin is quite appealing - no mas, no das, no children, no cheating ex-girlfriends, and certainly no husbands. )

[kopec]

[ Maybe at the time she needed a new project to take her mind off the situation at hand but in him, she saw something quite amazing and still does. His words back then hadn't been lost on her, the prospect of living together and making music. Just them. Perhaps she may take her daughter, however, for she could never abandon her.

She speaks Very Seriously: ]

You would not like Mars.

[hoovers]

( he certainly wasn't kidding when he said that of course she could bring ivanka -- hell, she could even bring her mother if it meant she'd go with him.

there's a raised eyebrow at that. )

How can y'be so sure? I might find it very ... home-y up there.

[kopec]

[ It is a charming idea. One she could never agree to in the original context, but in another time... She is stronger now and could take action, give herself a new slate.

Joking is good, for now, and she laughs with a toss of her head. ] Oh would you? It is too dry there, I think. Only robots like to live there.

[hoovers]

Dry, maybe. I can deal with robots, too. Otherwise, it's probably really, y'know. Quiet. Peaceful. Might not be so bad. ( there's a shrug of his shoulders and he glances over at her. hm. )

[kopec]

You want peaceful, we go to the country, or the ocean. I am not so keen on space travel with Ivanka.

[ She slides her hands into the pockets of her jacket. ] Or we find peace in another city.

[hoovers]

No, ah, probably not the best idea with Ivanka. But I'm not picky 'bout where we go, long as we just ... go. ( funny how quickly he's warmed up to this whole idea, but it's really not surprising. )

[kopec]

And I will bring the piano you gave me.

[ She knows that she will eventually get her way with him after some urging. After all, she would hate to see him stuck and, most often, she knows best. ] And you can say 'hello,' properly.

[hoovers]

Hah, of course. Bit rude of me to send it off without even givin' it a proper greetin'.

... you liked it, then?

[kopec]

Of course I did! Perfect gift. I can never thank you enough for you - your generosity.

I think of you each time I sit to play.

[hoovers]

Oh, no, no, it's nothin', really... Just figured you might not wanna fuss with headin' down to Billy's shop every time you feel like playin', s'all --

( ahem. throat clearing. ) I'm honored.

[kopec]

Billy is wonderful, but this this is magnificent.

[ The girl reaches for his hands and gives him a squeeze, always one to initiate contact and never minding that fact. She doesn't say any more, content to smile up at him. ]

[hoovers]

( it's not even that his ego is still incredibly bruised from that first time she visited his tiny little room above his da's shop - it's all but forgotten by now - but this is the way things have always been and likely will always be. she's more of a leader, and he's more than happy to follow.

he doesn't need to say any more, either, just a little squeeze of her hands in return, closing his eyes briefly to sigh with contentment. )

[kopec]

[ She smiles widely and watches him. It's nice, seeing a certain peace wash over him and she laces their fingers, taking a few steps closer. It is easier to ignore the responsibilities of every day life when you're in some fictional nexus. Mostly she is delighted to be with him again. ]

Play me something?

[hoovers]

Gimme a minute, why dontcha. ( one of his nearly rare half-smiles briefly makes a reappearance. playing a song means that he has to let go of her hands, step out of the warm aura that resonates from her. he'll play her a song - just. a few seconds longer. )

[kopec]

I'm waiting on pins and needles!

[ She clasps her hands under her chin and bounces a few times on her heels. It's been a while since she has seen him pick up the guitar, and there is nothing that can compare to the sounds of live music. (Though his CD never leaves her walkman.) ]

now i just really want to hear arthur sing this song. nope.

[hoovers]

Alright, alright, let's see...

( he'll shuffle over to the guitar case lying on the ground and look thoughtfully down at it before picking it up and slinging the strap over his shoulder. his fingers are quick to pick at the strings, tune it until he's happy with how everything sounds.

a deep breath. )

S'been a while since I've really... Yeah. Well. Here goes...

( he strums the basic tune a few times, really getting a feel for how the song goes, before he really gets into it, unsurprisingly at ease once he loses himself in his music. he plays almost recklessly as it goes on, voice ringing out without abandon.

then it's done, just like that. )

ciffpd why would you put that idea in my head .... !!!!

[kopec]

[ Easily, with her hands in her pockets once more, she nods along and closes her eyes. It isn't long until she can hum harmonies with him, eventually picking up on a few lyric patterns.

They're a team. While they can carry on without the other, life is a little emptier. She realizes that now because at this moment, her heart feels so very full. Her eyes sparkle with mirth once the song is through. ]

Grand.

wallow in my misery with me!!!

[hoovers]

( as if the adrenaline rush he gets from performing his songs isn't enough, god, she ignites it to a whole other level. his mind's already working in overdrive as he considers what she could do with the song if they were to do it properly, with her added piano, her voice...

he's exhilerated, to say the least. all hyped up, practically bouncing internally. he settles on resting his arms against atop his guitar, fingers tapping against the wood excitedly. )

Grand.

what if darvill covered "things unseen"

[kopec]

[ She keeps her hands in her pockets because her fingers itch and all she wants to do is find a piano and tinker around until they've made at least ten collaborations. ]

We should go to London.