Oct. 30th, 2016

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WHO: Dirge and Bridge
WHERE: The small stage at the park
WHEN: Late fall
OPEN/CLOSED: Closed



[There's a small concert going on in the park today. Though there's a few musical people around, it's none of them; today it's a young woman dressed in purples and blues, singing in front of a standing microphone. Behind her on stage is a band with wide-brimmed hats covering their faces, concentrating on playing their instruments and doing little else.

The woman is obviously the star of the show, enjoying what she's doing as she performs for citizens of Birchpointe gathered in front of her. She finishes her current song with a flourish of her hands and a wide grin, creating a ripple of applause in the crowd.

Smirking slightly, her shadowed eyes glanced up and off in one direction, seemingly at nothing in particular. Leaning a bit more toward the mike, she turned her attention on her patrons.]


I've come to the last song, but thank you for coming to see me~ ♥

[Her speaking voice is as sultry as her singing voice was, full of delight. Turning to the band she made a signal and they all nodded as one, hats bobbing. A song started up and she leaned toward her microphone, sliiiding her hands around it as she began singing.]

♪ Where have all the good men gone
♫ And where are all the gods?
♪ Where's the streetwise Hercules
♫ To fight the rising odds...


[She took her hands off the mike and slowly swept her hands out to the crowd, her eyes closed.]

♪ Isn't there a white knight
♫ Upon a fiery steed?
♪ Late at night, I toss and I turn
♫ And I dream of what I need


[She held her pose for just a moment, and then the music picked up tempo as her voice rose, and she started dancing from one foot to the other, helping keep the beat.]

♪ I need a hero!
♫ I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
♪ He's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
♫ And he's gotta be fresh from the fight


[She bumped her hips, making the ruffled edges of her skirt flare out. Throwing her hands down, she locked eyes with someone in the front row and winked, and then sang to the crowd as a whole.]

♪ I need a hero!
♫ I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
♪ He's gotta be sure and it's gotta be soon
♫ And he's gotta be larger than life
♪ Larger than life


[As she sang and the music continued, somewhere backing vocals joined her, presumably from somewhere in the band although none of them lifted their heads. In the crowd, all of them bobbed or clapped with the beat of the music, more in unison than you might think for so many gathered people.

No one seemed to be looking away either, as if they were beholden to watch...]

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