[Open/Party-style] Something Like Rock and Roll

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The place is bright but not too bright; they don't have anyone to work the lighting seriously, so there's an old disco ball and a dim spotlight with a color-changing wheel revolving on it. The players on the little stage are more enthusiastic than skilled, playing covers of things that were hits six months ago and now all but forgotten by those who didn't have to learn every note. There's a bar at the far end, separated from the rest of the place by a low wall that isn't really a wall at all; a bouncer sits at one entrance to keep minors out and booze in, but even he is nodding along distractedly to the music.

To anyone with a good ear, though, the sound doesn't just come from the couple of speakers the band has set up in front. It echoes throughout the room as though there were small speakers lined across the ceiling, in between the hanging lamps and the beams supporting the roof. There's something a little different about the place, something a little off about the way the guy at the bar shuffles around in the back, something about the way the waitress has eyes that gleam a little too brightly as she steps between tables.

Welcome to Eaves and Apples Bar and Grill, is the sign hanging just inside the front door, the words suspended in a laticework carving that the trained eye might recognize as being wrapped up in symbols of protection. Go ahead and let your hair down, because this fairytale doesn't end until well after the stroke of midnight.

[Just starting us off here - party style log is go, if you'd rather start your own comment train.]

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Sheba can't help but wince at the mental shove, but to her credit she manages not to flinch obviously, and she doesn't gasp or mutter an Ow, that hurt, either - though she does come close to it. Instead, she closes her eyes and focuses on the new song's melody. It's just distracting enough that she manages - for the moment - to keep from invading Asch's thoughts any further.

And it's lucky that the change is enough for her to be distracted, because normally a mental reaction to her mind reading would have prompted a shove right back. But Sheba isn't interested in getting into a mind war, she really isn't.

"Is it hard to get a job?" If she could get one, maybe she could leave Babi's for good. Maybe she could make it back to her hometown - but there's no way she can make it alone... "I've never worked before, but I've always meant to..."

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Dumb pain in the ass twin. Hopefully, the lack of a further response means that he's too far away to do anything else. It doesn't even occur to Asch that the source might be someone other than Luke.

Then again, there's a girl here asking him for life advice and he has no idea what to do about it. What is his life for $500.

"It depends on what you can do," he says honestly, hoping that she'll think he means... Well, things normal people can do.

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"I see," She says, and if she seems a little disheartened by this it's because she is. If they're speaking of normal abilities, there's not a lot she can do that anyone else can't; she learns quickly, but she still has to learn, since she's led a rather sheltered life up until recently. Most of her competition will be better equipped to work than she is.

And her other abilities... well, if she was content to work as someone's spy, invading their most private thoughts to pick out things that would be useful to herself and whoever she'd be working for, she wouldn't have to worry about work and she wouldn't have such a problem with living with Babi.

"I guess it helps to have experience..." But how is one supposed to get experience without having a job? ...and how is one to get a job without having experience?