Music, Drinks and Chosen Paths ((Lorne, open RP))

[lorne-host.livejournal.com]

The house elves had been busy most of the afternoon posting fliers, or simply leaving them in stacks on the tables in the Great Hall.

Karaoke Night at the Little Green Apple!
Sing a song and get a reading! Are you on the right path? Come find out!
Drink specials courtesy of La Fee Verite, music and readings courtesy of Lorne

No Barry Manilow, please.

It had been a long time since Lorne had done more than a few select readings for people, and when he was honest with himself, he missed it. He missed those nights in Caritas when the music was electric, the psychic energy crackling and the drinks.. well the drinks were always stellar. He always paid for the best bartenders in L.A. that dealt with demonic clientele.

After clearing it personally with the owner and obtaining her blessing as well as a promise to deliver some impressive drink specials, Lorne geared up for a good night of music, song and maybe a helpful reading or three. That night, he sat on the stool beside the karaoke machine, flipping through the song list and humming to himself, the first of many Seabreezes in hand.

((Just like Lorne’s sorting – if you’d like a reading to pertain to something you have planned for your character in either game or canon, please message me. Otherwise I’ll make it up as I go!))

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Sub-Thread for the SPN group

[lorne-host.livejournal.com]

((Because there are several readings that need to be done, to keep it organized))

[ponyfectionist.livejournal.com]

Rarity's room in Sparklypoo was almost perfect. She had been working on it for some time, and was in need of a break. Not to mention that she had barely even left Sparklypoo for the past several days, and had no idea where anything was in this castle.

The sound of music brought her explorations to a halt, and she trotted in, striking a wide-eyed pose of surprise. "Why, hello! Is this a party? I haven't a thing to wear just yet, but I'm in such desperate need of a break from my work."

[lorne-host.livejournal.com]

Lorne looked up from his perusal of the song list and gave a welcoming smile to the newly arrived pony. "Well come on in cutie, there's plenty of room for everyone. Not technically a party, but any excuse to have a few drinks and listen to some good music, right?"

He got up from the stool and signaled for a refill on his drink. Given the number of Champions around, he had a feeling he was going to need it.

"Call me Lorne. What kind of work were you up to?"

[kingbandit.livejournal.com]

Jing wandered the halls a bit, mostly avoiding those rather loud and annoying things displaying the most ridiculous affairs of other students. His hands shoved into his pockets, he walked into the bar, curious as to what the 'readings' would be and no one here pointed out he was too young for such 'indulgences,' though he didn't feel their pull.

A green man was nothing surprising to him, though the energy around him was...different. "Who is Barry Manilow?" he asked as he looked over the man's shoulder.

[ponyfectionist.livejournal.com]

Rarity trotted inside, smiling charmingly at a passing house elf. The odd little creatures were... not exactly aesthetically pleasing, but they were always so happy to help her, which went such a long way toward earning her good graces. "Would you be a dear and fetch me some sparkling apple cider? Poured into a champagne coupe, please? Thanks so much!"

She settled herself in at a low table as she waited for the house elf to return. "So pleased to make your acquaintance! I'm Rarity, owner of Carousel Boutique in Ponyville. Though here, I've yet to make a name for myself. I've been working myself to the bone trying to make my new room a decent place to live." She sighed dramatically. "Have you seen the state of this place? There must not be a decent decorator in residence. I have orders to fulfill already, but how can I work when I'm surrounded by such dreariness?"

The house elf returned, setting her coupe of sparkling apple cider in front of her. "Thank you, darling." She sipped at it delicately and returned to her lament. "As I was saying, I'm an artist! I have standards! I'm not wrong, am I, Lorne dear?"

[lorne-host.livejournal.com]

Lorne looked up from the music catalog, wondering if he should suggest a few additions to the machine's repertoire. "Oh honey, if you have to ask, that's probably for the best. The sooner people forget 'Copa Cabana' or powers help us, 'Mandy', the better off we'll all be."

He extended a hand with a friendly smile, "Lorne. Have a seat, pull up a microphone if you so desire. I can listen and simply enjoy, or if you'd like a reading, I can certainly take a peek while you do sing."

[lorne-host.livejournal.com]

For a moment, Lorne could have sworn that he had been transported back to L.A. "Oh honey, you're preaching to the choir. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to locate a decent tailor in this place? Impossible. Completely impossible. I'm sure Hogwarts will benefit from someone with such an eye for style and design," he assured.

"Can't the house elves help get you whatever you need? If nothing else, they're quite resourceful and take direction well enough."

[ponyfectionist.livejournal.com]

"You need a tailor?" She perked up, suddenly the charming businesspony instead of the sulking temperamental artist. "As it so happens, I'm taking commissions! I'd be happy to create a few things, and if you like them, just tell others who made them for you! Do you like gems?"

[lorne-host.livejournal.com]

"Honey if you can put together a decent suit I'll do more than that. I'll sing your praises all over this school. I'm sure there are quite a few people that would love to see what creations you could put together for them."

At the question of gems, Lorne rather diplomatically smothered a cough in his drink. "I'm not against color, but bling really isn't my style, you know? But you're the artist my dear, I'll defer to your impeccable taste and judgement."

[ponyfectionist.livejournal.com]

Not even his anti-gem preferences could throw off her excitement, especially after having her expertise bowed to. On previous occasions (http://mlp.wikia.com/wiki/Suited_For_Success) where she had gone against her better instincts, the results had been... less than good. Disastrous, even.

Sequins were probably out as well, she supposed, but she could work around that! "I shall be glad to take up the challenge! Once I've settled myself in, I'll get right on it! Oh, Rarity, you're doing so well for yourself already!"

[kingbandit.livejournal.com]

"Jing," he replied, taking the seat indicated. "And, I don't think I know any of the songs," he said, frowning at the titles. "I can play the ocarina, if you really want to hear something," he offered.

[hunter-returns.livejournal.com]

Sam had been sitting at one of the side tables since he saw the fliers going up around the Great Hall. It had been a profound relief that Death agreed to intervene on his and Adam's behalf. But it still begged the question of what happened next and a little direction sounded like a good idea.

Now he just had to work up the courage to sing in public. Which explained why he was on beer number four.

[lorne-host.livejournal.com]

Lorne smiled and inclined his glass at her, "My dear, I look forward to seeing what magical creations you can come up with. I'm sure Hogwarts will benefit from such a trained eye."

He nodded at the stage, "Were you here to try a song, or just soak up the lovely atmo around here?"

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

It looked like fun, though she didn't know that she would sing. Going and sitting around watching others sing wasn't a bad plan. She spotted Sam, and made a bee line for him, looping her arms around him. " I normally don't do these types of things, but I seen the most good looking guy in here, I just had to come." she said with a grin.

[hunter-returns.livejournal.com]

He looked up and greeted her surprise embrace with a kiss. "Hey. Yeah, I don't either, but I've never seen one run by a psychic either. Could be interesting to watch."

Great. Now Sookie might see him sing. Resolutely, Sam finished his beer and ordered another round of liquid courage. He wouldn't get hangover-worthy drunk, but he'd need to loosen up a little more before he even comtemplated taking the stage.

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

She returned the kiss with a smile. " Me neither, I thought that it might prove interesting too."

Seeing Sam sing would definitely be a bonus to coming out tonight, she'd be encouraging him in a while here. She ordered up a drink and sat her self down.

[endlessgoth.livejournal.com]

While Death had absolutely no complaints about the considerable amount of time she spent in Castiel’s company, she had been feeling a little.. restless over the past few days. They needed to go out, even if it was just for a little while, and the fliers advertising a psychic reading paired with karaoke night proved irresistable. It also gave her the perfect excuse to wear the crimson top she had purchased at Hogwarts

Which led to her standing outside of Castiel’s door. She knocked and dropped her hands, trying not to fidget with the abundance of lace at her collar and cuffs.

[hunter-returns.livejournal.com]

He sat back, his arm curled around her waist. If Dean or someone else showed up, he was well and truly sunk. The last thing he wanted was for his brother to hear him sing. He caught enough hell for that in the Impala..

"It looks interesting enough. I've never seen a psychic like that," he said, nodding at the stage. "Sure is a colorful guy."

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

" I guess we're both in for a first time treat in that case." she said leaning a bit into him and picking up her drink. " You going to sing?" she asked looking to him with a little smile.

[ponyfectionist.livejournal.com]

She smiled happily at him, finishing the last of her apple cider. "I'm sure it will as well, darling. And as long as I'm here..."

Equestria was a very musical society after all, and as they were prone to spontaneously bursting into coordinated songs it didn't take her long at all to pick up an unfamiliar number that she liked. A very pleasant version of "Dream a Little Dream (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qBbw8m23yhk)" followed, a song that Rarity found appealed very much to her romantic nature.

[nerdofthelord.livejournal.com]

Cas opened the door, blinking once at the unexpected color and frills and then smiling, his approval plain in his eyes. Of course, Death could have turned up wearing a burlap sack and he would have been every bit as pleased to see her. "Hello," he said, reaching for her hand and leaning in to steal a quick kiss in a gesture that had become automatic.

He'd fully recovered from the hangover from Hell (which in his mind was a semi-literal descriptor) and had been experimenting with his own wardrobe again, eschewing the heavy metal T-shirts in favor of a soft gray pullover fleece sweatshirt.

[endlessgoth.livejournal.com]

Death returned his smile with a bright one of her own, slipping her hand into his. “Hey guys,” she said, leaning in to return his kiss. “I like it,” she commented, her hand stroking the soft fleece. They were both starting to benefit from a subtle expansion of their wardrobes.

Right. She had wanted to go out. Best move her hand before they got too distracted. “There’s a psychic giving readings to karaoke music over in one of the other bars at the school. I was thinking it might be fun if we went over to check it out. Wanna come?”

[nerdofthelord.livejournal.com]

"It's very comfortable," he said, pleased that she approved. The sweatshirt offered some of the same bulk he'd grown so accustomed to in Jimmy's familiar ensemble, but with fewer complications. And it had at least a few pockets, though finding a good place to conceal his blade was proving a bit of a challenge.

"Mm. I've met him, I believe." Distraction was always a danger, but he could set temptation aside for a while if something else had sparked her interest. "The one called Lorne?" he queried. "I don't know what karaoke means, but I wouldn't mind." The advice the green man had given him had turned out to be good, even if following through on part of it had been somewhat painful.

[hunter-returns.livejournal.com]

Sam coughed on his beer. He was absolutely going to need a few more before he got up the guts to go up and sing. “Um, maybe. Oh hey,” he waved Cas and Death over, grateful for the diversion. “Hey guys. Have a seat.”

[endlessgoth.livejournal.com]

Anything without buttons was sure to win her approval, and the softness of the material felt nice beneath her fingers. But they could explore that more later. Death nodded at his question, “It sounds like it might be fun. Karoke’s an odd mortal diversion. Once people get a few drinks into them to work up the courage, they get up in front of everyone else and sing. I guess that’s when Lorne does his reading, which should be interesting to watch.”

It was fascinating to watch a psychic at work, even without eavesdropping on the reading itself and Death was looking forward to it, as well as some music. And if she could screw up her own courage, she might even try a song herself. Maybe.

They arrived outside the Little Green Apple, and the strains of upbeat, happy music. Taking his hand again, Death walked in. “I guess Sam and Sookie (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/2013189.html?thread=113558533#t113558533) had a similar idea,” she noted, nodding in the couple’s direction as Sam waved them over.