Safiro's Hangout

Welcome to the Paradise Island nightclub. Here we forget everything else and indulge in the simple pleasures life can offer - Love, life, and music is our fare. So kick back, relax... and enjoy your stay~

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“Ah, sorry for not saying anything!” She stepped out of the shadows far enough to illuminate her face, but not enough to show her clothes. Subconsciously, she was a little embarrassed since she wasn’t wearing anything from her usual wardrobe, only plain black leggings and a shirt, easier to practice in. 

Facing him, she tilted her head, her smile a little chagrined.

“If you want, I can go so you can practice alone.” 

She understood the feeling of wanting to be alone, although she had to admit that she liked the song. However, she felt it impertinent to ask whether he would be performing it anytime soon… Regardless, she felt a flicker of hope within her. Sometimes, watching others’ inspiration could be inspiring in itself.

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“Naaah. Stay. I won’t have the bar up for...as I said, 3 hours. So I have time to kill.” He looked at the visitor with curiosity, and eventually realization, painted on his face. “You’re that ice girl aren’t you. What brings you here? Shouldn’t you be getting ready soon? I heard a big event’s about to pop up.”

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3 PM. Chairs stacked atop their respective tables spread across the club like a sprawling multitude of floral arrangements.  From where he stood on the stage, Safiro laid out in his mind possible layouts for tonight’s theme; seating arrangements, space in the middle, the lights for that night, etc. Oddly enough however, he didn’t have a name for the theme yet - just a lingering feeling of how things should be and what songs he needed to perform. ”We’re dancing… in the moonlight, tonight…you will be loved.” he sang softly as he walked around with a pensive, almost troubled look on his face before heading to the piano prepared for the night. He thumbed a few keys, as if playing around with simple chords, until his playing grew into a steady harmony and, eventually, into a song. 

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Pushing herself even faster, Aruenaristy flew over pavement as she tried to clear her head for inspiration. She needed to find a song for her figure skating performance, soon. However… nothing was coming to mind. It was almost surreal, the lack of direction she was experiencing. She had always taken for granted her gift, and her frustration consumed her slowly but surely.

As she neared the nightclub, her acute hearing began to pick up fragments of a song, carried by the breeze. Slowing her footsteps, she tried to quiet her heavy breathing and strained to hear - 

“Don’t get me wrong, Maybe I’m foolish enough to want you to love me…”

Pausing her run, Aruenaristy lingered outside the half-open door of the nightclub for a moment before entering on a whim. 

Peeking through the array of chairs on tables, she stepped softly onto the gleaming floors to see the manager of the club - Safiro was his name? - at the piano, singing.

She didn’t recognize the song, but it felt...familiar, nevertheless. Crystalline blue eyes brightened even in the dim light as their owner instinctively hid in the shadows to watch.

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The song ends... and so does Safiro’s guise. Without indicating how he found out about the lurker, he called out to them in a matter-of-fact, even tone: 

“Sorry, the bar doesn’t open in another three hours.” Carefully closing the key lid, he looked towards where the girl had been hiding and smiled in her direction. He knew someone had been discreetly listening for a while now but couldn’t really tell who it was. So he decided finish the song before breaking their cover. After all, they seemed really intent on listening so he thought it would’ve been rude to abruptly cut the performance. Besides, he liked it when people listened to his songs. He squinted slightly, trying to read a reaction from the silent guest, “Is there anything I can help you with?

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3 PM. Chairs stacked atop their respective tables spread across the club like a sprawling multitude of floral arrangements.  From where he stood on the stage, Safiro laid out in his mind possible layouts for tonight's theme; seating arrangements, space in the middle, the lights for that night, etc. Oddly enough however, he didn’t have a name for the theme yet - just a lingering feeling of how things should be and what songs he needed to perform. ”We’re dancing... in the moonlight, tonight...you will be loved.” he sang softly as he walked around with a pensive, almost troubled look on his face before heading to the piano prepared for the night. He thumbed a few keys, as if playing around with simple chords, until his playing grew into a steady harmony and, eventually, into a song. 

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Medu told me about your vacation request.... D:<

Safiro grinned and replied,“But… boss… can’t I have my….alone time?”He then leaned back on the bar counter, tilting his head lightly and gave a pleading, almost teasing pout.

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"As Time Goes By" - Ashe cover (orig. by Frank Sinatra) You must remember this A kiss is still a kiss A sigh is still (just) a sigh The fundamental things apply As time goes by And when two lovers woo They still say: I love you On that you can rely No matter what the future brings As time goes by Moonlight and love songs - never out of date Hearts full of passion - jealousy and hate Woman needs man - and man must have his mate That no one can deny It's still the same old story A fight for love and glory A case of do or die The world will always welcome lovers As time goes by

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Everything Stays

(- written by Rebecca Sugar)