thanks the bartender collecting my drink
*she looks into his eyes, and there's something there.... She nods*. If I.. help you, will you let me go home? *She's smart. She knows she cannot trust either of them, but.. maybe there's a chance*
looks in
me and jimi
lefties who can't read music
two peas in a pod
~s~
I like her music…I want her to be less serious though *s*
Laughs, somehow I knew you were left handed
He moves to face her. His eyes are deep and dark and intense....but you glimpse a kindness there.No
I will not kill you. But I would like to feed upon you.
May I?
i'm terrible
i'm jimi hendrix, without any talentbut i am left-handed, that should count for something
Her eyes watch. Nothing there but observation.*
hey, you're a young guy
practice, practice , practicethese songs are from ACL, i didn't realize that
she's doing songs from Carwheels on a Gravel Road...one of my top ten desert island albumsof course the other nine might all be Joni Mitchell, with and LDR or two tossed in
~laughs~
I asked you a long time ago if you played guitar being all musical and all…I sure wish I could play like he did
Mmmm, very cute coochie shots!
grin
*trembling the gentle stroke is not so comforting, and she feels like a butterfly caught between two spiders*. Are you going to kill me?
I wish I could play it like him
<>He steps closer...He resonates of evil but yet He reaches out gently and strokes your face...
Hello there pretty girl.>
*gasps as cold hands grip her shoulders, when feels the scream begin to bubble up from her chest*. What..what do you mean? Please...
very cool
can you play it?
It’s a sunburst, like the one she’s playing…only it’s electric
slips onto the floor and covers up with my blankets to try and rest
I am... curious. *And Illyria steps back to observe, cold eyes watch*.