Nar Shaddaa

ME1. Job Roll. Deception.: 2eP+1eA+2eD 0 successes


Having got off air, Darwi was sitting back at the first floor of the Wonderland Studio, her attention plugged to the holonet. The listeners' reactions to her program were lukewarm. Not what she expected, frankly. Something went wrong.

It wasn't too long before the Twi'lek woman got a flash on the Radio Stations communicator. Perhaps a call in request? That was the likeliest explanation at least.

It felt great to have a... fan? Darwi plugged in immediately to have it on her headset.

"Darwi here. Who do I have the pleasure with?"

"Oh." There was a faint surprise in the tone of the voice that came through the line. "This is Zan here over at Solmillo's, I hope you don't mind if I take a bit of time from you and your sweet vocals, but we have a bit on a conundrum."

"Oh? What's the matter? How can I help?" The melodic voice responded as Darwi nestled in her chair, pulling legs up.

The smooth baritone of the man on the other line conveyed the needs of his establishment as quickly and simply as he could. "Well, the band for tonight canceled. Something about their singer up and disappearing, we've been trying to find a replacement, but it's short notice. We were wondering if we could put you on the air here, have our guests make requests."

"It might mean you are on the line with me for more then a little while though."

"Sounds exciting. We could do that." Darwi laughed. "In what repertoire?"

"Jizz is what we usually play around here, but I wasn't going to make the patrons request just that."

"I'm also open to suggestions from you, just keep it danceable."

"Ok, plug me in and tell me how the room behave after this. I am uploading the notes for the musicians..." She set it up, then began a capella to the mic at her headset, expecting the instruments to join at some point.

"Shape shifter
Let me catch a glimpse
You've got life, love
To push against

Oh-ohhh
Keep speaking
I'm a swirl of love
The funnel of desire
Suckin' at your dust

Shape shifter so no one knows (how to get you on the line, yeah)
Resistor of the easy road (keeps them hanging on your ride, yeah)
You make me wanna hurt you, hurt you, hurt you babe
So I can be the one to shift your shape

Write your name all over my skin
Carve out each letter, then color them in

Oh oh oooh
Shape shifter
Whisper in my ear
Let me feel your breath and
Let me hear

Shape shifter so no one knows (how to get you on the line, yeah)
Resistor of the easy road (keeps them hanging on your ride, yeah)
You make me wanna hurt you, hurt you, hurt you babe
So I can be the one to shift your shape

Shape shifter so no one knows (how to get you on the line, yeah)
Resistor of the easy road (keeps them hanging on your ride, yeah)
You make me wanna hurt you, hurt you, hurt you babe
So I can be the one to shift your shape

Shape shifter so no one knows (how to get you on the line, yeah)
Resistor of the easy road (keeps them hanging on your ride, yeah)
You make me wanna hurt you, hurt you, hurt you babe
So I can be the one to shift your shape"

This wasn't what he was expecting at all... Hadn't he called a radio station? Still there was no stopping things now, muttering a curse under his breath, he began setting things in motion as he moved over to the stage, picking up an instrument of his own as he pulled the music up in front of him.

He'd play with her, through the majority of the song though as the band picked up things near then end he'd let his own instrument fall silent, fetching his comm and moving towards the bar again.

"That was great Darwi, and sorry about things on our end. We weren't quite ready when you started."

"Ah, that was wild and exciting! Thank you, Zane, you caught up great. I'll give you and the boys more time this time, but I'd like to play with you more, if you agree? Let's put a recorded piece on as you browse the notes?"

She set it all up, and triggered it on once she got the confirmation.

"I am flesh and I am bone
Rise up, ting ting, like glitter and gold
I've got fire in my soul
Rise up, ting ting, like glitter
Like glitter and gold
Like glitter
Do you walk in the valley of kings?
Do you walk in the shadow of men
Who sold their lives to a dream?
Do you ponder the manner of things
In the dark
The dark, the dark, the dark
I am flesh and I am bone
Arise, ting ting, like glitter and gold
I've got fire in my soul
Rise up, ting ting, like glitter
Like glitter and gold
Like glitter
Do you walk in the meadow of spring?
Do you talk to the animals?
Do you hold their lives from a string?
Do you ponder the manner of things
In the dark
The dark, the dark, the dark
I am flesh and I am bone
Arise, ting ting, like glitter and gold
I've got fire in my soul
Rise up, ting ting, like glitter
I am flesh and I am bone
Arise, ting ting, like glitter and gold
I've got fire in my soul
Rise up, ting ting, like glitter
'Cause everybody's in the backroom's
Spinning up
Don't know what you're asking for
And everybody's in the front room's
Tripping out
You left your bottle at the door
'Cause everybody's in the backroom's
Spinning up
Don't know what you're asking for
And everybody's in the front room's
Tripping out
You left your bong at the door
I am flesh and I am bone
Arise, ting ting, like glitter and gold
I've got fire in my soul
Rise up, ting ting, like glitter
Like glitter and gold
Like glitter
Like glitter and gold
Like glitter"

There was a smile in his tone as he replied, it had been quite a bit of fun. "I'm not on the roster to play tonight, but I can't refuse when a woman with such a sweet voice asks me for another song."

"That sounds good, what did you have in mind this time?"

"Something you could add your baritone to, since you're already on board." She laughed happily to the comm.

She then let him hear her pre-recorded version.

"I can't say im the best singer in the city, but I'll do what I can." He replied easily as he began looking over the Lyrics.

There was a few moments of quiet singing as he tried to get a handle of the notes and tempo. "Whenever you are ready Darwi, I think I've got a handle on it."

"My pleasure, Zane. Let's rock your bar." She smiled, closed her eyes and channeled some of her feral nature to pour into her performance. It was bringing back memories, sure. But singing it casually, inconsequentially, and with a man who was nice and whose voice was nice was exhilarating, cleansing. Her mouth had been occupied by what forestalled the healing for too long. This was real.

"Say say my playmate
wont you lay hands on me
mirror my malady
transfer my tragedy

Got a curse I cannot lift
shines when the sunset shifts
when the moon is round and full
gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish

My mind's aflame

We could jet in a stolen car
but I bet we wouldn't get too far
before the transformation takes
and bloodlust tanks and
crave gets slaked

My mind has changed
my body's frame but god I like it
my hearts aflame
my body's strained but god I like it

My mind has changed
my body's frame but god I like it
my hearts aflame
my body's strained but god I like it

Charge me your day rate
ill turn you out in kind
when the moon is round and full
gonna teach you tricks that'll blow your
mongrel mind
baby doll I recognize
you're a hideous thing inside
if ever there were a lucky kind it's
you you you you

I know its strange another way to get to know you
you'll never know unless we go so let me show you
I know its strange another way to get to know you
we've got till noon here comes the moon
so let it show you
show you now

Dream me oh dreamer
down to the floor
open my hands and let them
weave onto yours

Feel me, completer
down to my core
open my heart and let it
bleed onto yours

Feeding on fever
down all fours
show you what all that
howl is for

Hey hey my playmate
let me lay waste to thee
burned down their hanging trees
it's hot here hot here hot here hot here

Got a curse we cannot lift
shines when the sunset shifts
there's a cure comes with a kiss
the bite that binds the gift that gives

now that we got gone for good
writhing under your riding hood
tell your gra'ma and your mama too
it's true
we're howling forever"

Zane, was unaware of what healing factors the song might have, probably a by product of never actually meeting the woman he was singing with. Still he tried to match her intensity with his own, as they wove the song together. Though more and more he was getting the urge to actually do this again in person.

"Say say my playmate
wont you lay hands on me
mirror my malady
transfer my tragedy

Got a curse I cannot lift
shines when the sunset shifts
when the moon is round and full
gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish

My mind's aflame

We could jet in a stolen car
but I bet we wouldn't get too far
before the transformation takes
and bloodlust tanks and
crave gets slaked

My mind has changed
My mind has Changed
my body's frame but god I like it
my body's frame but god I like it
my hearts aflame
my hearts aflame
my body's strained but god I like it
my body's strained but god I like it

My mind has changed
My mind has changed
my body's frame but god I like it
my body's frame but god I like it
my hearts aflame
my hearts aflame
my body's strained but god I like it
my body's strained but god I like it

Charge me your day rate
ill turn you out in kind
when the moon is round and full
gonna teach you tricks that'll blow your
mongrel mind
baby doll I recognize
you're a hideous thing inside
if ever there were a lucky kind it's
you you you you

I know its strange another way to get to know you
I know its strange another way to get to know you
you'll never know unless we go so let me show you
you'll never know unless we go so let me show you
I know its strange another way to get to know you
I know its strange another way to get to know you
we've got till noon here comes the moon
we've got till noon here comes the moon
so let it show you
so let it show you
show you now

Dream me oh dreamer
Dream me oh dreamer
down to the floor
down to the floor
open my hands and let them
open my hands and let them
weave onto yours
weave onto yours

Feel me, completer
Feel me, completer
down to my core
down to my core
open my heart and let it
open my heart and let it
bleed onto yours
bleed onto yours

Feeding on fever
Feeding on fever
down all fours
down all fours
show you what all that
show you what all that
howl is for
howl is for

Hey hey my playmate Hey my playmate
let me lay waste to thee
burned down their hanging trees
it's hot here hot here hot here hot here hot here hot here hot here

Got a curse we cannot lift cannot lift
shines when the sunset shifts sunsets shifts
there's a cure comes with a kiss
the bite that binds the gift that gives

now that we got gone for good
writhing under your riding hood
tell your gra'ma and your mama too
it's true
we're howling forever
we're howling forever"

That took a lot of energy, on many levels. She felt drained when she was done, but in a good way. "That was something, Zane, we need to do it from same place at some point. I think I need a drink before I can continue. Did your audience like it?" She said after letting a recorded song play for the intermission.

"We could likely set something up." He said with a chuckle. "At the very least we could meet for drinks and discuss it."

"The audience loved it Darwi, I'm pretty sure they had resigned themselves to the radio before you decided to sing yourself."

"I owe you a round of something good for joining me in singing." She smirked, curling the legs to the side and swirling on the chair. "That's great to hear! Shall we give them one more?"

"And here I was going to say the first round was on me." He took a sip of his whiskey and water. "I'm game for another if you are Darwi. Did you have something in mind?"

"Several. Depends on your mood, and of your audience. Something about love, about a lost love, about a lost life? I guess quite a few around there carry a sad story bottled up in them that needs to be told by someone else. Or nothing too noir, but something hopeful and jolly? Your call, Zane. I am full of songs." She giggled, proceeding with some radio fill as they chatted.

He chuckled Long with her. "Apparently so my dear." He said pausing thoughtfully. "Nothing too jolly I would think, maybe one about love, or a lost love?"

"Would I be singing along again this time? It may make it easier to decide."

"And which one you'd prefer?" She added a little of tease to her voice.

"Well both would let me hear that enchanting voice of yours, and I did enjoy our song together."

"If you have one about lost love or heartbreak that requires a duet, let's go with that."

His tone turned a bit teasing. "It will help prepare me for our first meeting."

"So I am supposed to break your heart this soon? Thanks for the advance note, I'll do my best then." She laughed, her voice becoming deeper and more sinister for just a moment, before it returned it's mellow, enthusiastic qualities. "I'll give you two to pick from. Uploading." And she did, #1 and #2.