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[nita_callahan]

Nita's practicing the piano. Good for her. The tune is simple, easily recognizable for people from a certain time.

After a little while, she starts to sing -- softly, since she's not that confident in her singing abilities still.

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, do n do do
Here comes the sun and I say
It's all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, do no do do
Here comes the sun and I say
It's all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear
Here comes the sun, do n do do
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right
It's all right

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[gorlim.livejournal.com]

Gorlim leans smoothly against the piano and flashes her a charming smile.

"Do I have the honor of addressing Lady Nita?"

[nita_callahan]

She looks up and raises her eyebrows. "Just Nita, thanks. But yeah, that's me."

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"I am Gorlim, son of Angrim." He bows to her. "Jasin spoke of you to me. I am honored to make your acquaintence."

[nita_callahan]

"Oh, um -- thanks." She smiles, pleased. "Nice to meet you, Gorlim, son of Angrim."

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"Just Gorlim." He smiled. "You play this piano beautifully. But tell me... do you dance?"

[nita_callahan]

She blinks. "Dance? Not really. Other than spazzy flailing at school dances. Why?"

[forsaken-bard.livejournal.com]

Asmodean stepped around the piano. He hides the slight look of pride on his face very well.

"The Beatles, I see... You play well, Nita."

[nita_callahan]

"Thanks," she says, faltering only a little at the interruption.

[forsaken-bard.livejournal.com]

A grin, as he studies her with a tilt of his head.

"Your voice is pleasant."

A pause.

"Perhaps, you ought to sing more often."

[nita_callahan]

She pauses, still looking at the keys.

". . .Really?"

[forsaken-bard.livejournal.com]

He nodded calmly.

"Yes, you do."

Because lying to you is rather pointless goes unsaid.

[nita_callahan]

"Thanks."

She's playing Hey Jude now, softly.

". . .I never thought my singing voice was much good. Got me in trouble."

[kayip.livejournal.com]

Behrooz is sitting a little ways away, looking distractedly around the bar. He looks up at the sound of her playing. Though he's of the right time, he's not too familiar with Western musicians, and so only dimly recognizes the song.

After she finishes, he says quietly, "That was good."

[nita_callahan]

She looks up, a little startled, but smiles. "Thanks."

[kayip.livejournal.com]

He pauses, and unconsciously rubs his eyes a little. He stops once he realizes this.

"How long have you been playing?" he asks after a moment.

[nita_callahan]

"Just a month or so. Jasin Natael's teaching me." She gives him a concerned look. "You okay?"

[kayip.livejournal.com]

He hesitates. "There's just... someone here I didn't want to... run into again."

And he's conveniently forgetting Nita's tie to Rhalen for the moment.

[nita_callahan]

Her fingers have been moving over the keys, almost at random, but they still now.

"What happened?"

[maxwellsdemon02]

A cheerful voice joins hers on the last chorus.

"Nice. I wish I had any musical talent besides the ability to mangle a few guitar chords."

[nita_callahan]

She jumps. "Oh -- hey, Duo." She smiles, but she's blushing a little. She didn't think she had an audience.

[maxwellsdemon02]

He raises his eyebrows at her. "You play nice."

[nita_callahan]

"Thanks. I haven't been playing very long."

[maxwellsdemon02]

"Doesn't show."

He leans on the piano. "Talked to a friend of your last night."

[nita_callahan]

She raises her eyebrows. "Yeah?"

[nita_callahan]

Which means No.

She nods. "Okay. But -- keep track of them."