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Mickey plus three ([info]plusthree) wrote in [info]we_float,
@ 2010-05-15 20:41:00

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Entry tags:character: charlotte meadows, character: ganesh surendar, character: mickey o'hare

Who: Char and Ganesh
When: Saturday afternoon, May 15, 2096
Where: the group house
What: meetings
Rating: likely PG
Status: private/incomplete

New clothes were bliss. Music outside her own head was bliss. Waking up in a warm bed that didn't have bugs and being able to take a hot shower was absolute bliss. And the best part was that most of them time, they were completely alone here while everyone else worked things out. When she'd woken up, she'd gone through the notes the others had left, put away the mess Andy had left and aired the room out from smoke, then went down into the common room to crank the music.

She danced cheerily as she sang, a hairbrush held up like a microphone as she belted out the lyrics to a favorite pop song, her voice soaring with the music, letting it override the noise inside her mind. Loud as it was, she didn't hear when the door opened, and someone else came in.



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[info]itsticking
2010-05-17 02:17 am UTC (link)
"That ex? Pablo? No." Ganesh sighed. "He was one of the only nats I ever dated. Problem, that."

He scrunched his nose up, then added, "My first girlfriend was. She had a problem with it, however, and it was what broke us up in the end. I think that she couldn't accept that it didn't matter." His gaze was honest as he added, "She was lovely."

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[info]plusthree
2010-05-17 02:29 am UTC (link)
Char's head tilted one way when Ganesh mentioned Pablo, then the other way when he went on to talk about his girlfriend. "I'd ask what her Joker was, but I'm kind of getting the feeling you never saw it. I mean, you saw it, but you didn't see it. If you know what I mean. You just see people. For friends and lovers both, everything else doesn't matter, does it?"

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[info]itsticking
2010-05-17 02:39 am UTC (link)
"It matters a bit," Ganesh grinned. "I knew a guy once who had quills sticking out his face. He was bloody unpopular at school. Then again, personality didn't help there. And my Mum... she had two mouths instead of one. And when she was mad at you..."

He shuddered, mimicking her voice. "GANESH SURENDAR, YOU GET- except in stereo." The man shook his head.

"Any road. Chandra's joker was that she'd a sort of... mmm, skin over her eyes and nose and mouth." Ganesh shrugged. "She'd a slight speech problem with it but it's not about how you sound, is it?" Then he grinned. "Of course, you've already heard me sing--I've a personal interest in saying as much."

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[info]plusthree
2010-05-17 02:52 am UTC (link)
"Quills?" Char's eyes widened. "I haven't seen anything like that, but if he was prickly in spirit as well as face, that'd make being friendly difficult."

The imitation of his mother made her giggle, and she clapped a hand over her mouth to stop it. But what he said about Chandra made sense. "As long as you can still communicate, and you loved her, I can't see how she sounded making a difference." She wrinkled her nose. "You don't sing very well, but we can still be friends. Right?" she grinned. "I accept people whether they can carry a tune or not."

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