That was the question of the night. It'd been a slow day at work, and even though the atmosphere had improved remarkably since Godot's episode, Phoenix clocked out pretty much on the dot at 4 o'clock. He'd decided to take the scenic route, and ended up walking into a bar on his way home. Not to drink, of course, not on a week night. (It was amazing how priorities could change in so short a time.)
No, it was the billboard that was advertising auditions for a talent act. It wasn't as if he intended to audition - he had no delusions about his piano playing skills... or lack of. It was just... seeing it had made feelings of homesickness hit him in the chest like a bullet. Going to the Wonder Bar every night to watch Trucy perform had always been the highlight of his day. Ever since he arrived, it was like a little something was missing. He didn't even have any pictures but for the ones in his memories.
He could practically see her in front of him. All dressed up in her magician's outfit, top hat tilted slightly as she smiled for the audience, asking for help with her next act...
... He could see her in front of him. Blinking a few times to make sure he wasn't imagining it, Phoenix reached out to put a hand on her shoulder, a little afraid he was only going to come face to face with disappointment. ]
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That was the question of the night. It'd been a slow day at work, and even though the atmosphere had improved remarkably since Godot's episode, Phoenix clocked out pretty much on the dot at 4 o'clock. He'd decided to take the scenic route, and ended up walking into a bar on his way home. Not to drink, of course, not on a week night. (It was amazing how priorities could change in so short a time.)
No, it was the billboard that was advertising auditions for a talent act. It wasn't as if he intended to audition - he had no delusions about his piano playing skills... or lack of. It was just... seeing it had made feelings of homesickness hit him in the chest like a bullet. Going to the Wonder Bar every night to watch Trucy perform had always been the highlight of his day. Ever since he arrived, it was like a little something was missing. He didn't even have any pictures but for the ones in his memories.
He could practically see her in front of him. All dressed up in her magician's outfit, top hat tilted slightly as she smiled for the audience, asking for help with her next act...
... He could see her in front of him. Blinking a few times to make sure he wasn't imagining it, Phoenix reached out to put a hand on her shoulder, a little afraid he was only going to come face to face with disappointment. ]
Trucy?