Log: II Brooke teaches

[deadlydelicacy]

Who: Bianchi and Brooke
What: Learning to call Sea Kings
Where: Thousand Sunny (practice room?)
When: Friday 4/24/09 ish?

Bianchi had been spending the week working on the song that Brooke had taught her so far. She'd wanted to learn it all in one go but that had proven a little ambitious. Her voice could only take so many hours a day of abuse and then she had to rest and recuperate. Slowly she was conditioning it to handle the odd sounds the song required. Luckily Bianchi never seemed to mind looking (or in this case sounding) bizarre. Or she'd have stopped that first day. She did not mind going to great lengths to get what she wanted. And she often did just that. So now she found herself walking into the room she'd been using for practice, looking around for her Skeleton tutor and already starting to warm up with familiar scales.

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((Ugh I'm so tired once agian -_-))

[tapdancinskelly.livejournal.com]

Brooke was tired from exerting so much of the strength he didn't actually have a body for so he said, "You will have to sing the song of repelling to them now. I... *yawn* I..." He was trying his best but despite his best efforts he not only was tired from exerting so much strength but from his own tecnique he used that put creatures to sleep. He thought he should try to do something but he was positive that the song of repelling would get rid of the rest of the Sea Kings so he gave up. And much like the first time they practiced together Brooke colapesed backwards falling asleep once more.

((shall we call it log end?))

[deadlydelicacy.livejournal.com]

Aaaand there went her mentor. She turned away from him and switched to the repelling song, climbing up on the railing and sitting down, facing the water. She looped an ankle around one of the posts and held on with her hands, leaning out a little to sing. If this part could be called that. It took longer for her to repel sea kings than the more experienced Brooke but sure enough in ones and twos the creatures began bobbing away. As the last one gave a snuffle that sent a wave her direction she held on to the rail tightly and paused only to keep water from entering her mouth. Then started right back up watching it also turn to leave.

She kept singing for a few more minutes just to be safe, eyes scanning the horizon, turning to look over her shoulder in the other direction. Finally convinced they were all right, she swung her legs back around and alighted on the deck, padding over to the skeleton and wiping some water from his face. He appeared to be snoring soundly so she turned back toward the entrance to the ship intent on a shower and some warm clothes. Her tutor was on his own for now.

The End it shall be.

[tapdancinskelly.livejournal.com]

"...zzzZZZ" and with a final snort rolling over onto his face Brooke began to dream of music and smiling whales.

THE END