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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 20, 2013 9:38:16 GMT -5
Alana bobbed her head to the beat she had just mixed, taking down some notes on time codes where she thought it could improve. Toast threw a wadded paper at her shoulder to get her attention.
She pulled down her headphones. And looked back at him, eyebrow arched.
"MountainDew me!" He commanded, then snickered. "If you would... your highness... Dude, I still can't believe that you're a mermaid princess..."
Alana grimaced and kicked the cooler towards the doofus. "Get it yourself, lowly human scum." She retorted. Toast laughed, thinking that she wasn't being sincere. He reached down and fished out a beverage. "And I CAN believe that you're the village idiot..."
Toast grinned, wheeling his chair closer to her. "I mean... you even use the bathroom when other people are IN there now... and you're not scared of vending machines anymore... it's INCREDIBLE. You're even less awkward at parties!"
"You know... I have a knife in my boot... just for special occasions like this." She said, leaning in closer to him, giving a dazzling smile. "You have 10 seconds to get out of my face, or I carve YOU a new one..."
Toast put up his hands in surrender. "It's like you're still Opal...but you're not... trippy, man. TRIPPY." He wheeled away.
"RON-NAY!!!!" She could hear down the hall. She smoothed down her hair and crossed her legs. Toast noticed, but her glare made him turn back to his work area. Soon Ron Anderson... or rather, Prince Eric... was coming through the door.
"Hey Ron-nay!" Toast shouted, without even turning back to look at him. He just grinned at his screen. Alana smiled up at the prince.
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on Mar 20, 2013 12:00:16 GMT -5
Eric or was it now Ron or was it Eric... this curse thing was confusing. Still he liked being Eric he came though the door only to see Opal-no It was Alana now a mermaid princess he still couldn't believe it.
"Hey Alana," he liked her real name. "I have a singer I'd like to you check out she is new in town and singing at two local clubs. I would like to put her on the radio this week if we can. Think you can mix it up a bit for me?" He smiled, since the curse broke Alana was so different in a good way. He felt like he might even be able to ask her out... well maybe. She was a bit more outgoing now at any rate.
"Just let me know what you think, maybe we can discuss it over coffee?" He tied. Well she might not go for it but then again maybe she would and coffee could lead to lunch one day.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 20, 2013 12:10:28 GMT -5
Alana raised a brow, slight grin on her face.
"Coffee huh?" She asked, accepting the CD demo. Ron USED to work with cassette tapes, until Alana...or rather Opal... had come along and cured that. Man was living in the stone age. "She must pretty good, to get yah all excited." It was so strange talking to him... flirty like. The Opal in her cringed and held on, like a cat in a lifeboat on a storm. But the Alana in her would rather DIE then act so... pent up. It was hard to find a balance, but the mermaid finally felt like she could find one... with Eric looking down at her. Sincere expression on his face. She didn't trust humans, never would... but he was the most genuine one she had met yet.
She took the CD out of it's case and placed it in the player. "Well how about I tell you right now if we're on for that 'coffee'." She smiled, putting on her headphones. "Let's hope she doesn't suck..."
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on Mar 20, 2013 12:42:48 GMT -5
He smiled at her. "Alright that sounds great. No I don't think she sucks Alana, her voice has people talking. I think she will be good for business. So tell me what you think." He watched her listen to the CD.
As he made a few notes about things he would need to order next week.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 20, 2013 12:54:34 GMT -5
Alana pressed play.
Her smile slowly started to fade away... into a firm straight line. Her expression unreadable. She would know that voice ANYWHERE. Members from the far Oceanic courts would congregate to Atlantica just to hear it. Sure... the other daughters had beautiful voices... but precious Ariel's far surpassed all of them...
Ariel. Alana's eyebrows furrowed. She ejected the CD 60 seconds into the song and put it back in it's case. She tore the headphones off. She held the disk up, it nearly cracked in her firm grasp.
"WHERE did you get this???" She demanded. "Is she STILL there? At the club???" She got up and seized her coat and bag, shoving the CD in the bag. "Here's you're answer 'Ron-nay'," She shot at the prince. "...If you force me to listen to her treacherous crooning for even an instant, then I QUIT." She stormed out, off to track down her little sister... give her a piece of her mind. Finally... after all these years.
Toast watched the scene go down and then whistled. "....Looks like OPAL is back..." He said.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 20, 2013 20:04:50 GMT -5
Ariel was practicing at the club with the band. Which was normal for a Thursday afternoon. Happy to finally have her life going somewhat well and steady.
She was waiting for the next set and sipping an ice tea.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 20, 2013 20:38:43 GMT -5
Alana stormed in through the club doors. She scanned the room until she saw that signature red hair that everyone loved back in the ocean kingdom. Ariel was facing the band, she didn't see her older sister until she slammed her hands down on the table, knocking over the ice tea.
"You made a decision to walk out of all of our lives when we needed you most." Alana spat. "The LEAST you could do is follow through with that decision and stay the hell out of MINE!" She angrily rummaged through her purse until she found the CD. She threw it down on the table. "Here's your f**king demo back."
She turned on her heel and left, without another word. She was charging down the street when she saw Eric trying to catch up with her. She rolled her eyes and ducked into Granny's, heading straight to the lady's bathroom: the one place he WOULDN'T follow her into.
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on Mar 20, 2013 22:48:20 GMT -5
Eric waited for her outside the bathroom. He was still wondering what made her so angry.
"Alana?" He tried outside the door but she was ignoring him. He took a seat at the back booth. He would just have to wait her out.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 21, 2013 18:25:32 GMT -5
"I can HEAR you out there..." Alana finally shouted from within the bathroom. She leaned against the sink, arms crossed as she stewed.
She finally rubbed her eyes in frustration. She didn't want to be around him Not when she was like this. Not when she might say something to hurt him... just to get him to back off. She...liked him.
But not right now.
"Just go away, Eric..." She hated that her voice sounded so childlike and weak at the moment. "It's just... lady problems, okay?" Maybe that would make him go away.
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on Mar 21, 2013 18:37:17 GMT -5
"Alana that's not the problem and we both know it. Come on at least talk to me about it. What's your deal with the demo? Tell me and we can work it out?" Eric tried she was being so stubborn but something was really upsetting her.
He waited in the booth she would have to come out sometime.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 21, 2013 19:03:15 GMT -5
The mermaid took a deep breath and went back into the dining area. Eric looked up at her.
She could see severe concern flicker across his face as his blue eyes met her violet ones. She sat down in the seat across from him, slumping her shoulders and looking out the window to avoid his questioning gaze.
"...I don't want to talk about the demo." She said. "I don't ever want to talk about that or the singer. EVER."
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on Mar 21, 2013 19:13:12 GMT -5
"Why not? I mean you don't have to tell me but its not good to keep it all in Alana." He told her.
"Look lets just get some coffee and I will tell you that you don't have to deal with the demo but I have orders from the owner to play her. I don't want to lose you Alana your my best, so I'd really like to know why your so angry." Eric explained he looked up as a pretty red head approached the table.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 21, 2013 19:22:55 GMT -5
Ariel was so shocked when her sister just randomly showed up at the club and screamed at her. It was like Alana but Ariel was confused Arista said she didn't know where the rest of there family was. Alana was pissed because she walked out on her family. Ariel woke up and didn't have a family so what was Alana talking about was there father here? Would he even want to see his daughter who fell so far from his teachings as to be carrying on with a pirate. He'd never forgive her and Ariel would rather be alone then see that pain in his eyes.
"Alana? Can we at least talk... I don't think you understand..I just got here..." Ariel was quiet because Alana looked like she might kill her.
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Post by Alana/Opal on Mar 21, 2013 20:19:26 GMT -5
Alana's hands dug into her shoulders as her sister sat in the booth next to her. She shot a glance over at Eric... to help her.. SAVE her before she did something that would throw her in jail.
"NOW you want to talk? Well gee, Ariel, your sister would have LOVED to had this talk BEFORE you swam off and the curse separating us forever, giving me 28 years of HELL while you went off on your HUMAN adventures without a care in the WORLD." She spat. "Off with your PIRATE..." She was practically out of breath, shaking with anxiety and hate.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 21, 2013 20:58:26 GMT -5
"Alana... I didn't run away, I've been back home trapped in a sleeping curse for 28 years and then I woke up and my family was gone. I had no idea you were here until you came in. I only found Arista and she told me she didn't know where you guys were." Ariel took a shaky breath.
"I am sorry... I was asleep or frozen and when I woke up I got the item that allowed me to be human a few months ago. I am happy to see you Alana even if you are not happy to see me. If you wish me to go I'll go." Ariel told her pain filling her voice.
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