Siren lessons at Watersong (for Lara)

[bachjones]

 In less than two days Bach had finished the music and text of three different songs. Of course, it was annoying that he had to visit the lair of the beast to make it so, but it was better than the discomfort of not finding what you needed. 

He only wished that he had told Lara that he couldn't do more than one hour a week. Or one hour every two weeks. He wasn't looking forward to two hours of threats, offenses and rudeness, no matter how hot the woman was, how sweet the memory or the sex they had. 

"Time for class!", Bach yelled from the basement. "Ready when you are!"

Comments

[asharpertongue]

Chuckling she shook her head. "I didn't suggest that you would."

She smiled at him and wagged a chiding finger. "I wouldn't be a very good madam if I told you about my clients."

[bachjones]

"One song isn't enough to get into your super exclusive club. I don't want to owe you more than I already do."

He shrugs. "Who would I tell?"

[asharpertongue]

"Well you can't be too careful. Information is valuable after all." Smoothing her hand over the drum, she shrugged. "My opinion is enough to get you in though. And you'd have to pay if you used the service." She raised an eyebrow and grinned mischievously. "Of course you'd be paid if you decided to work for the service."

[bachjones]

"Yes, value. Let's not forget a person's worth." He swaps to Paint It Black, making the guitar squeal.

"That's why I said I don't need it. What am I going to do with a fancy little card if I don't use what it's for?"

[asharpertongue]

"Don't put words in my mouth. I said that information was valuable. That's all."

She shrugs. "Keep it. You never know when you might need it."

[bachjones]

"I can think of other things to put in there."

He unbuttoned his shirt and and pushed it against the slightly sticky paint. "Now I'm sure I'll never forget about the carrot and stick connecting me to miss Quinn and her Heart of Gold."

[asharpertongue]

lara rolled her eyes. "You should be an actor. You've got the sense of drama down just right."

[bachjones]

"Maybe I am, and you have been fooled all along." Bach points at a corner behind her.
"There's the camera."

[asharpertongue]

She snorts a laugh. "I should have done my hair better then."

[bachjones]

He nods. "It is a bit lackluster today."

[asharpertongue]

A sharp laugh escapes her. "Well I didn't have anyone to impress."

[bachjones]

"Oh, that's how it is." He leaves his stool and walks over to the cello. "No, no, I understand. You may leave now, if you feel like it."

[asharpertongue]

She grinned. This was much better. Relaxed and cheerful. "No no. I think I should stay and continue to offend you with my presence."

[bachjones]

"I can't create when I'm offended. We'll be both stuck here, wasting time."

[asharpertongue]

"Hmmm. Seems like a hopeless case."

[bachjones]

"I do know more fun ways to pass the time." Bach starts another song, a happy fast rhythm escaping from between his fingers and the snares.

[asharpertongue]

"I'm sure you do." She taps along. "Problematic ways though."

[bachjones]

"That's just your view on it."

[asharpertongue]

"With the amount of disgust you showed last time, I think it'd be your view too." She said mildly.

[bachjones]

"That was only afterwards. I can prevent from that happening again by disappearing before afterwards happens."

[asharpertongue]

"Just what a girl likes to hear." She says dryly.

[bachjones]

"I could have gone with admitting that I'd rock your world so hard that you wouldn't notice me leaving, but somehow I think you're not that type of girl."

[asharpertongue]

Lara nods. "Thank you for noticing."

[bachjones]

"And I think it's quiet hard to rock your world anyway."

[asharpertongue]

She eye'd him seductively and put on her best pout. "You managed it last time, big boy." She promptly fell about laughing.