[Sodium_noir] The Songs of Someone Tempted (Raindogs)

[Rebecca Mooney]

Re: [Sodium_noir] The Songs of Someone Tempted (Raindogs)

Ariñe, Sachiko, Malone
Pooka, Eshu, Troll
Upstairs

<< "Hi, ready for trouble?"

She put out her hand and her smile shifted. Now it lay at the corner of her 
mouth laced with a bit of sarcasim but behind it all was the truth. 

Sachiko's gold eyes, brilliant in a dark smiling face, sparked as she shook 
Arine's hand. "I'm an eshu. Trouble is in the blood." Sachiko let her own 
background trickle out, touching her words with a mixture of the Medeterratin 
and of the Far East. "I have been at the Unseelie Court before... but it was 
decades ago, another life."


The reminder of that past made Sachiko purse her lips for a moment. "Do you 
have a car, or should I drive?"

Malone seemed satisfied witht he two girls first meeting, and turned towards 
Raindog. For his part, the Sidhe was looking down at the bar intently. Malone 
hadn't felt the Glamopur of the newcomer as he entered but now his attention 
was brought to it, he spied Pritchel and made his way down the stairs again. 
Standing faw enough away not to appear threatening, as much as he could avoid 
that, he waited and watched the Nocker at the bar.

Despite how warm and inviting and absolutely non-patronizing she was that 
question ever so slightly set her back. She had control issues when it came to 
driving frankly because, well... most people sucked and Sachiko was still a kid. 
She may be a very good driver but Ariñe had no evidence of that and knew she 
herself was an excellent one so... It was also that mama bear syndrome kicking 
in a little even though all of this passed in a moment and was vertually all 
internal. She smilled again, warmly.

"I'll drive."

She paused looking down over the bar at the newcomer and Malone. She wet her 
lips as her eyes fell on the latter. Damn, her baser needs were rather 
powerful tonight. She looked back at Sachiko and while dropping most of that 
instinctual calling because this girl next to her was younger and enough so to cause 
some change, she wasn't so much her jounor that she warrented a complete 
change. There was still an indication of Ariñe's seemingly eternal distraction. 
Before continuing she smilled with laughter in her eyes,

"Where are we going?"

She paused again, her eyes going back downstairs but focusing on this new one 
this time. 

"I mean, I'm sure Bill and Max and all of them will talk to me. That's not a 
problem. I'm just a little - well, not a little, a lot haphazard and I'm not 
really sure where to start when I'm not thrown in head first. Any suggestions?"

She looked back at Sachiko and having noted the way this girl spoke of her 
past lives continued,

"we might need that scrunched up past."

And before Sachiko can get a word out it dawns on Ariñe that she can't go out 
in what she's wearing. The dress was original and delicate, not to mention 
she'd freeze her freakin' tale off. 

"Give me ten minutes. I need to change really quickly."

and with that she ran off and on her way she passed Raindog and stopped 
briefly. Somehow none of this seemed rude or insulting. It seemed very natural, as 
if that was what should happen. She smiled at Raindog, lips softly together as 
she gently squeezed his hand and almost breathed the words,

"Thank you."

She was, of course referring to him letting... no, wanting her to perform 
there and all that entailed. She knew she didn't have to but there was no thought 
of profit or intent. This was just what you or at least she did. She quickly 
dashed off to change.

Sachiko sat down again, drinking her hot chocolate, thinking to herself, whispering in Japanese.  "Amy, Amy, sounds like you'll get to play."  The eshu sighed, taking another drink.  "I suppose as long as Sakura doesn't decide to come in and there isn't any poles nearby, I'll be fine."  She took a long drink, and began humming to herself.


 


"'Start the car, I know a whoopie spot,


Where the gin is cold and the piano's hot,


It's just a crazy hall where there's a nightly brawl,"  Sachiko loosened her bun and shook out her hair as she sang softly.


And... all that jazz...'"  Sachiko adjusted her coat with a smile, her eyes sparkling.  "I guess accepting it for one night won't be too bad."


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