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hh_mirror"Dude. Come on, we talked about this, you agreed already!" Brenda gave Jaime a nudge.
Jaime nudged her back. "Nuh-uh. I said I was gonna check out the equipment. And I did. It's all clear. You're sure, right? So I'm just gonna--"
"Yeah?"
"Um." He sighed. "Okay, fine, I'm just gonna sit down over here." He started shuffling through a stack of CDs.
"Good, 'cause I saw one I wanna start off with last time we were here!" Brenda pulled down a stack of CDs and found the one she wanted third disc down. She put on Me and My Shadow, the Robbie Williams version. "That one's for you, pal."
Jaime snorted. "Ha ha. Hell of a crowbar. It's an expression." Then he spotted an album and grinned.
"Speaking of who you were talking about, I think I found their theme song." With that, he queued up They're Everywhere by Jim's Big Ego.
There was a pause after the song ended. "Dude. It's you."
Brenda laughed into the microphone. "Don't mind Jaime here, folks, he talks to himself all the time. Like our pal Paco says, boy ain't right. He just never learns. But me, I learn!" With that Brenda cued up another CD: Alanis Morrissette's You Learn.
If facepalming was audible over the radio, that was the next sound anyone heard. Horrified, Jaime immediately cast about for a diversion and found it in a stack of Flooed-in requests. "Hey, got a couple of requests here," he said quickly. "Uh, one from Mia Fey, who says it's 'to anyone who's considered giving up.'" He quickly put in Float by Flogging Molly, and then wrote quickly on a note to Brenda: Don't call everybody's attention to it!
The page Jaime was scribbling on was an anonymous request, so Brenda grabbed the CD. "Aaaand here's another one, to Stephanie Brown. No name on the sender, though. I Miss You by Blink 182."
Jaime sobered, forgetting about the one-siding completely. Steph was gone now. "Miss her too," he said after a moment. "Like to think it just means people leave or go home, but - they still aren't here."
"Yeah. And it's so easy to miss - I just thought I hadn't seen her around," Brenda said quietly. "I miss everybody back home, but at least I know they're there."
"Well--" Jaime spotted an album in the stack and pulled it out, grinning. "Might as well play stuff for people back home.
This one's for Paco, only 'cause he liked to drive everybody nuts singing the chorus," he said, putting in Banditos by The Refreshments. Paco had done that - loudly and intentionally off-key and usually directing it at the "stupid people" in question.
Brenda groaned. "Ohh-KAY. I miss the folks back home a little less than I did before you reminded me of that... I've got two - here's one for Milagro, who loves the Hannah Montana. I'm sending her I've Got Nerve, 'cause does she ever!" She took a deep breath. "And this one goes out to my - to La Dama. It's Special, by Garbage."
Jaime smirked at the dedication to Milagro. "Got that right," he agreed, but his smile faded a bit at the second dedication. He reached over and squeezed Brenda's shoulder gently, not saying anything. Not that there was anything he could say. As the song wound down, he grabbed at the nearest request rather than call attention to dead air. "Another anonymous request. No name, no message, but here ya go," he said, playing Shout by Tears for Fears.
"Oh, here's another request." She cleared her throat. "For M, from N. I don't understand you, don't understand us, don't understand me. But I'm enjoying learning. The song's Sick of Myself, by Bowling For Soup. Thanks, M! I've got another one. This was kind of my theme song when I was 13. Don't Let Me Get Me, by Pink."
No sarcastic comments from the peanut gallery this time. Besides, the first request had reminded Jaime of something, and he was flipping through the liner notes of the album it came from. "Hey, just remembered - St. Patrick's Day's coming up, right? There's something I've gotta play for that." He queued up Traditional Irish Folk Song by Denis Leary, followed by (No More) Paddy's Lament by Flogging Molly again. Just because.
"Ahhh. St. Paddy's with no wisecracks from Paco about my red hair. It'll be a joy. Oh, this is kind of sweet: From Laura to Alan, 'I'm here whenever you need me.' The song's Security by Joss Stone." She shuffled through some papers. "That's not the only one, either. Here's Paul Weller's You Do Something To Me, from Jack Harkness 'For my tea boy.' Is that a euphemism? Jaime, you know this stuff, don't you?"
"Huh? Uh, I don't think so," Jaime said, taken aback. He recognized the name, but..."Personal thing, I guess." He snagged another one from the pile. "Got a request from Konata here to play What's Up People? by Maximum the Hormone." Again, no idea, but there was a disc attached and he played it anyway. ((Note: This is the second theme to Death Note, not that Jaime would know.))
She shrugged. "Oh, here's a song I like! Sing Along, by Dave Matthews and Blue Man Group. Gotta love Dave Matthews, right? And an anonymous request for something a little off the beaten path, Leslie Fish's Blowin' Nose Blues." ((Warning: lyrics are explicit))
There was one more request in the pile. "Think this is the last one," Jaime said, picking it up. "From L, to no one in particular: Milord by Edith Piaf."
Brenda looked over the now-decimated stack of CDs. "Wow. I can't believe we played the whole thing," she chirped. "This has been a blast, folks. We've been your hosts for this evening, Brenda and Jaime - "
"Wait, one more thing." Jaime grabbed another CD. "Um, this is for Lola. From me. Because, well, you know." Before he could waste more air time or lose his nerve, he put in Angel on My Bike by The Wallflowers and sat back, grateful that no one could tell how red his ears were over the radio.
"Awww. Jaime, that's so sweet! I can't think of a nicer note to end the show -"
"HOLD ON A SECOND!"
And suddenly, Tomo came charging in, having found the radio station by a combination of sheer luck and house-elf extortion.
She shoved Jaime aside and grabbed the mike. "Hey, Hogwarts! This is Tomo Takino, coming to you live on White Day! Did you forget? I bet you did! Only know one guy who actually remembered to follow through out of this whole place!"
"HEY! NO SHOVING MY FRIEND!" Brenda grabbed the microphone back from Tomo. "And this is not for you to advertise your crazy-ass made-up fake "Send Chocos to Tomo" holiday!"
Jaime opened his mouth to speak, but then reconsidered and decided to let Tomo dig her own grave. Which she did as she promptly grabbed the mike back. "IT IS NOT MADE-UP! IT'S A LEGIT HOLIDAY! You're just mad because you didn't get any chocolate today!" she added cheerfully.
"Oh, here it comes," Jaime muttered.
Yes, it does. The windup, and the pitch. Brenda's open hand met Tomo's cheek with a ringing SLAP. "I'm mad 'cause a total idiot busted in here and wrecked a perfectly nice night - yo, hero boy, feel free to jump in here anytime!"
"WAUGH!" Tomo stumbled back, slipped on a couple of notes that had fallen to the floor and promptly crashed to the floor herself. Hard. "...ow..."
Jump in and do what, kick the human speed bump on the floor? Jaime shook his head and covered the mike with a hand. "Yeah, well, you asked for it, Fido," he told Tomo before turning back to the mike. Sorry, he mouthed to Brenda. "Uh, please ignore the crazy and feel free to call - uh, Floo in any requests. We'll be here."
"I'm okay!" Tomo called out weakly, still face down on the floor.
"Physically, anyway," Jaime muttered.
((Forgot to add, Tomo-smackdown TOTALLY done with permission - it was the mun's idea in fact! It was just time for one.))
Jaime nudged her back. "Nuh-uh. I said I was gonna check out the equipment. And I did. It's all clear. You're sure, right? So I'm just gonna--"
"Yeah?"
"Um." He sighed. "Okay, fine, I'm just gonna sit down over here." He started shuffling through a stack of CDs.
"Good, 'cause I saw one I wanna start off with last time we were here!" Brenda pulled down a stack of CDs and found the one she wanted third disc down. She put on Me and My Shadow, the Robbie Williams version. "That one's for you, pal."
Jaime snorted. "Ha ha. Hell of a crowbar. It's an expression." Then he spotted an album and grinned.
"Speaking of who you were talking about, I think I found their theme song." With that, he queued up They're Everywhere by Jim's Big Ego.
There was a pause after the song ended. "Dude. It's you."
Brenda laughed into the microphone. "Don't mind Jaime here, folks, he talks to himself all the time. Like our pal Paco says, boy ain't right. He just never learns. But me, I learn!" With that Brenda cued up another CD: Alanis Morrissette's You Learn.
If facepalming was audible over the radio, that was the next sound anyone heard. Horrified, Jaime immediately cast about for a diversion and found it in a stack of Flooed-in requests. "Hey, got a couple of requests here," he said quickly. "Uh, one from Mia Fey, who says it's 'to anyone who's considered giving up.'" He quickly put in Float by Flogging Molly, and then wrote quickly on a note to Brenda: Don't call everybody's attention to it!
The page Jaime was scribbling on was an anonymous request, so Brenda grabbed the CD. "Aaaand here's another one, to Stephanie Brown. No name on the sender, though. I Miss You by Blink 182."
Jaime sobered, forgetting about the one-siding completely. Steph was gone now. "Miss her too," he said after a moment. "Like to think it just means people leave or go home, but - they still aren't here."
"Yeah. And it's so easy to miss - I just thought I hadn't seen her around," Brenda said quietly. "I miss everybody back home, but at least I know they're there."
"Well--" Jaime spotted an album in the stack and pulled it out, grinning. "Might as well play stuff for people back home.
This one's for Paco, only 'cause he liked to drive everybody nuts singing the chorus," he said, putting in Banditos by The Refreshments. Paco had done that - loudly and intentionally off-key and usually directing it at the "stupid people" in question.
Brenda groaned. "Ohh-KAY. I miss the folks back home a little less than I did before you reminded me of that... I've got two - here's one for Milagro, who loves the Hannah Montana. I'm sending her I've Got Nerve, 'cause does she ever!" She took a deep breath. "And this one goes out to my - to La Dama. It's Special, by Garbage."
Jaime smirked at the dedication to Milagro. "Got that right," he agreed, but his smile faded a bit at the second dedication. He reached over and squeezed Brenda's shoulder gently, not saying anything. Not that there was anything he could say. As the song wound down, he grabbed at the nearest request rather than call attention to dead air. "Another anonymous request. No name, no message, but here ya go," he said, playing Shout by Tears for Fears.
"Oh, here's another request." She cleared her throat. "For M, from N. I don't understand you, don't understand us, don't understand me. But I'm enjoying learning. The song's Sick of Myself, by Bowling For Soup. Thanks, M! I've got another one. This was kind of my theme song when I was 13. Don't Let Me Get Me, by Pink."
No sarcastic comments from the peanut gallery this time. Besides, the first request had reminded Jaime of something, and he was flipping through the liner notes of the album it came from. "Hey, just remembered - St. Patrick's Day's coming up, right? There's something I've gotta play for that." He queued up Traditional Irish Folk Song by Denis Leary, followed by (No More) Paddy's Lament by Flogging Molly again. Just because.
"Ahhh. St. Paddy's with no wisecracks from Paco about my red hair. It'll be a joy. Oh, this is kind of sweet: From Laura to Alan, 'I'm here whenever you need me.' The song's Security by Joss Stone." She shuffled through some papers. "That's not the only one, either. Here's Paul Weller's You Do Something To Me, from Jack Harkness 'For my tea boy.' Is that a euphemism? Jaime, you know this stuff, don't you?"
"Huh? Uh, I don't think so," Jaime said, taken aback. He recognized the name, but..."Personal thing, I guess." He snagged another one from the pile. "Got a request from Konata here to play What's Up People? by Maximum the Hormone." Again, no idea, but there was a disc attached and he played it anyway. ((Note: This is the second theme to Death Note, not that Jaime would know.))
She shrugged. "Oh, here's a song I like! Sing Along, by Dave Matthews and Blue Man Group. Gotta love Dave Matthews, right? And an anonymous request for something a little off the beaten path, Leslie Fish's Blowin' Nose Blues." ((Warning: lyrics are explicit))
There was one more request in the pile. "Think this is the last one," Jaime said, picking it up. "From L, to no one in particular: Milord by Edith Piaf."
Brenda looked over the now-decimated stack of CDs. "Wow. I can't believe we played the whole thing," she chirped. "This has been a blast, folks. We've been your hosts for this evening, Brenda and Jaime - "
"Wait, one more thing." Jaime grabbed another CD. "Um, this is for Lola. From me. Because, well, you know." Before he could waste more air time or lose his nerve, he put in Angel on My Bike by The Wallflowers and sat back, grateful that no one could tell how red his ears were over the radio.
"Awww. Jaime, that's so sweet! I can't think of a nicer note to end the show -"
"HOLD ON A SECOND!"
And suddenly, Tomo came charging in, having found the radio station by a combination of sheer luck and house-elf extortion.
She shoved Jaime aside and grabbed the mike. "Hey, Hogwarts! This is Tomo Takino, coming to you live on White Day! Did you forget? I bet you did! Only know one guy who actually remembered to follow through out of this whole place!"
"HEY! NO SHOVING MY FRIEND!" Brenda grabbed the microphone back from Tomo. "And this is not for you to advertise your crazy-ass made-up fake "Send Chocos to Tomo" holiday!"
Jaime opened his mouth to speak, but then reconsidered and decided to let Tomo dig her own grave. Which she did as she promptly grabbed the mike back. "IT IS NOT MADE-UP! IT'S A LEGIT HOLIDAY! You're just mad because you didn't get any chocolate today!" she added cheerfully.
"Oh, here it comes," Jaime muttered.
Yes, it does. The windup, and the pitch. Brenda's open hand met Tomo's cheek with a ringing SLAP. "I'm mad 'cause a total idiot busted in here and wrecked a perfectly nice night - yo, hero boy, feel free to jump in here anytime!"
"WAUGH!" Tomo stumbled back, slipped on a couple of notes that had fallen to the floor and promptly crashed to the floor herself. Hard. "...ow..."
Jump in and do what, kick the human speed bump on the floor? Jaime shook his head and covered the mike with a hand. "Yeah, well, you asked for it, Fido," he told Tomo before turning back to the mike. Sorry, he mouthed to Brenda. "Uh, please ignore the crazy and feel free to call - uh, Floo in any requests. We'll be here."
"I'm okay!" Tomo called out weakly, still face down on the floor.
"Physically, anyway," Jaime muttered.
((Forgot to add, Tomo-smackdown TOTALLY done with permission - it was the mun's idea in fact! It was just time for one.))
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Date: 2008-03-15 04:59 pm (UTC)"Nothing wrong with winning," Tomo interrupted, still on the floor and still sulking.
Jaime ignored her. "'Sides, it kinda sucks as a strategy outside of the game. There aren't designated points where you know people are guaranteed to appear in real life or anything like that. You keep cheating the system that way, and you're screwed if you get into a real fight."
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Date: 2008-03-15 02:59 pm (UTC)"Excuse me," Mia called out politely through the Floo. "Would you mind playing You Gotta Be (http://www.sendspace.com/file/3gycp8) by Des'ree (http://www.lyricsdepot.com/desree/you-gotta-be.html)?" She smiled. "And that was a very nice show." In case Brenda really did believe that Tomo's entrance had wrecked everything.
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Date: 2008-03-16 08:09 pm (UTC)"Yeah, sure. Thanks," Jaime said, finding the CD in question. "This for anybody in particular?"
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Date: 2008-03-16 11:26 am (UTC)To N
Maybe this (http://www.megaupload.com/?d=HXL3970W) will help you understand (http://web.archive.org/web/20060616054154/www.centigrade-j.com/translations/yuuyamisuicide_pierrot.htm)
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Another owl with a response-request
Date: 2008-03-16 04:02 pm (UTC)It scares me to think of you feeling that way.
When I think of you, I am more likely to think this (http://www.sendspace.com/file/34rwk3).
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Re: Another owl with a response-request
Date: 2008-03-16 04:22 pm (UTC)Change can be unsettling. Consider (http://hcolleen.net/vanilla.mp3) all recent developments (http://web.archive.org/web/20070515172358/www.centigrade-j.com/translations/vanilla_gackt.htm) as well.
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Re: Another owl with a response-request
Date: 2008-03-16 04:27 pm (UTC)As long as I don't have to keep you away from high places.
And if you can be endearingly crass, I can be sickeningly (http://www.sendspace.com/file/vaop0y) sappy (http://www.elyrics.net/read/j/jewel-lyrics/near-you-always-lyrics.html) (but please bear in mind, there is more than one sort of 'gentle').
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Re: Another owl with a response-request
Date: 2008-03-16 04:50 pm (UTC)Indeed. There are (http://hcolleen.net/lovedeeper.mp3) may definitions (http://www.animelyrics.com/Anime/samuraideeperkyo/lovedeeper.htm) of 'gentle'.
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Re: Another owl with a response-request
Date: 2008-03-16 04:54 pm (UTC)We seem to be learning (http://www.sendspace.com/file/8ygbrb) the right sorts (http://www.tsrocks.com/k/kathy_mar_texts/spoon.html). It still baffles me at times, but I am finding ways to be less afraid.
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(Meanwhile, in the booth...)
Date: 2008-03-16 05:06 pm (UTC)What was surprising was that Tomo hadn't said a word throughout the entire exchange. "What's with you?"
"Nothing! I'm good!" Tomo chirped a little too perkily from where she was still on the floor (sitting up at least).
Jaime raised an eyebrow. "...never mind. I don't wanna know."
Re: (Meanwhile, in the booth...)
Date: 2008-03-16 05:18 pm (UTC)This (http://hcolleen.net/tokiniaiwa.mp3) is (http://www.animelyrics.com/Anime/utena/rgutnaw.htm) I (http://hcolleen.net/hana.mp3) have (http://www.megchan.com/lyrics2/translations/flower_orange.html) to (http://hcolleen.net/ame.mp3) say (http://www.megchan.com/lyrics2/translations/rain_orange.html).
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Re: (Meanwhile, in the booth...)
Date: 2008-03-16 05:24 pm (UTC)That says (http://www.jesskleintest.com/lyrics/straw/ribbons.html) rather (http://www.sendspace.com/file/s3hmt2) a (http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/ninagordon/tonightandtherestofmylife.html) lot (http://www.sendspace.com/file/gp8ap7).
It's humbling to hear such openness, even in songs.
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Owl.
Date: 2008-03-17 01:47 am (UTC)Oh.
Quickly he scribbled off an owl, unsigned.
I guess you rivalry certainly has passed, now hasn't it?
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Date: 2008-03-16 08:30 pm (UTC)"Hey guys," said Lola with a very happy grin indeed. Hey, getting sweet songs dedicated to onself is a pretty sure-fire way of putting one in a very good mood, thus, her smile was particularly aimed at Jaime. Lola didn't even mind the ashes that she was certain was going to stick to her hair after Flooing in like this.
"Great show!" She looked mildly concerned. "I hope you're not getting on each other's nerves too much? That tends to put a dampener on the music. Can I make a request?"
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Date: 2008-03-16 08:43 pm (UTC)He shrugged. "Nah, we're okay here." Tomo was still recovering from the smackdown and not poking Brenda yet and Jaime had placed himself in between them. "Sure. What do you want to hear?"
((I hope it interfered in a good way! :) ))
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Date: 2008-03-16 09:07 pm (UTC)"Hmm... Let's see." It didn't take her that long to decide. Of course she knew what she wanted to hear! "I Get a Kick Out of You (http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=8zZrqE_SN-Y&feature=related) by Tamara Davis. Dedicated to a certain someone," she added, with a wink to Jaime. Tomo could roll her eyes as much as she wanted. They were being sweet over here, and there was nothing she could do about it!
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Date: 2008-03-16 09:48 pm (UTC)Jaime obliged, still smiling although one of the lines gave him pause. "Hey, I do so adore you," he said, quietly enough for Lola to hear but (hopefully) turned away from the mike enough for it not to be broadcast how lame he sounded. He wasn't blushing. No. Really. Couldn't tell either way over the radio. Ha.
"He's blushing," Tomo informed the listening audience cheerfully.
"Shut up, Fido."
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Date: 2008-03-16 11:34 pm (UTC)"Be nice, Tomo," she grinned. "If you don't behave with so many people listening to the radio, you could be missing out on chocolate opportunities. Just a warning." She turned to Jaime, with her smile turned up the complete 100 watts. "And you, mister... Will I be seeing you after the show's over?"
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Date: 2008-03-17 12:14 am (UTC)"Hey, first I've heard of that holiday," Jaime replied, but he was still smiling as he turned back to Lola. "Yeah. Once we finish up here and clean up I'll come find you." Not an idle promise. Helped that he could track her down without help. More quietly, he added, "...uh, with or without chocolate?"
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Date: 2008-03-17 05:25 pm (UTC)"Well, I didn't get you any chocolate for Valentine's Day," she admitted to Jaime. "Which was apparently my task. So don't feel obliged or anything. I could always treat you to some hot chocolate if you want..." Okay, it wasn't particularly festive, but hey. Chocolate. "I'll put whipped cream and chocolate shavings on top," she offered.
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Date: 2008-03-17 06:40 pm (UTC)Jaime did not comment on that one. Way too easy. "You don't have to do that," he told Lola. "Just spendin' time with you's enough." When Tomo muttered something about cavities, he added, "Could do without the audience, though."