[Sodium_noir] The Songs of Someone Tempted (Raindogs)

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Ariñe, Jaywick, Malone 
Pooka, Boggan, Troll 
Raindogs 


> "Ya' know your temperature isn't supposed to match your color."
> 
> She gently rubbed his arm as she turned to look out at the bar. 
> 
> "You want to hear anything inparticular tonight?"
> 
> "Always been cold blooded!" he said by way of explanation. "My line are from 
> Snowdon in Wales originally. Mountains and snow."


She looked up into his eyes from the corners of her own and obviously she 
wasn't buying the explanation. She didn't care if he had ice in his viens. He 
wasn't taking care of himself as well as he should and that was the evident 
opinion. But she wasn't his mother so that was that. 

She squeezed his arm then let her fingers slide down to his wrist. She wasn't 
going for his hand. She really wasn't one to hold hands despite how physical 
she was with everyone, exspecially Malone. Her fingers were soft. The years of 
playing somehow hadn't made them rough, only strong. She massaged his wrist 
and his forarm a little. Her touch was so natural it would almost seem absent 
minded even thoug it wasn't. It was just that she didn't think about it. It 
simply happened. She wasn't restricting either. If wanted to pull away from her 
there was no reason -- well there was no reason he couldn't even if she were 
restricting him of course but... 

> 
> The Troll looked down at her thoughtfully.
>  
> "If you're doing requests ... know any Tom Jones?"
>  
> 

She stopped. She froze. Was he serious? Tom Pussycat Jones? What? And that's 
when it hit her. She tried desperatly not to laugh but her smile gave it away. 
Her hand slid off of him and she tried to continue the cover-up. Somehow she 
wasn't insulting though. She was just really opinionated but he already damn 
well knew that. She smiled up at him.

"Tom Jones?"

again she tried to supress the smile but failed. She laughed just a little 
and lost the battle smilling again.

"Seriously?"

she waited she wanted to make sure.

"I ah...."  she sighed then continued, "If you'd really like to hear 
something I'm sure I could bring something to memory."

She smiled diferently at him this time. She ment it. If he really liked Tom 
Jones and wanted to hear something of his she could manage and would be happy 
to do it for him. 

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