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 At first Bach had ignored the pain in his side, suddenly blossoming and waking him some time during the weekend (he just slept now, most of the time). Maybe he had just strained something. His mind was changed when the pain got worse and other spots on his body started aching like he had been rolled over rocks.

Riley was his first choice for asking for help, because she would only roll her eyes in a nice way and not make him feel like his mother's son. At least with her he didn't mind being wrong all the time. But the stupid little voice in the back of his head kept pointing out that this could well be "siren" business and Lara Quinn was the only person for that.

So here he was, at Watersong again, pretty much begging the early workers there to let him see Lara. "I swear I'll behave. Honestly." 
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Bach Jones

Introduction

I sing. I play different instruments, when I can get my hands on them. I'm saving for a harp and a cello. Right now I only have an old guitar, brandless. But it's okay, when I have a song it doesn't matter how it's created. Because that's what I'm really about, songs. My own, they make my life better. But if the public wants a known song, I will sing a known song. Because you can't live on music, this world makes you need money. I'm ..Siren Cove isn't that bad. The people here aren't bothersome, that's nice. They appreciate your space. Maybe in some time I'll start to feel at home here.

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This is a RP blog for Siren Cove
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