pull my strings || MIA

[LUKA BENJAMIN LAHEY]

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[style=width: 342px; height: 200px; padding: 3px 3px 6px 3px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; COLOR: 414141; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;]Ah, it had been far too long since his last visit here. Luka wasn't even sure when he'd stopped into the music store last which was almost a crime in and of itself. Life had somehow managed to fully preoccupy him with a few too many distractions it would seem and seeing as his attention span wasn't exactly the longest distractions tended to be hazardous to his normal routine. Which had used to include an almost weekly trip to this place either looking for new sheet music or browsing the place for whatever it is that might have caught his fancy. One of the many perks he'd discovered to having an eternity to spend on this little ball of dust was the leisure to learn to play as many instruments as he could get his hands on, which in this case happened to be four or five.

His favorite by far, however, and likely the one he was most naturally gifted at was the piano. Put a new piece of music in front of him and in less than an hour he likely be playing it as if he'd been practicing for weeks. He'd say it was really nothing that special and and what not but humility and Mr. Lahey were a bit like oil and water which meant he had no qualms saying that yes he was indeed quite talented wasn't he? And it would somehow be said in such a way that you couldn't help but agree even if he was bragging like a maniac which in most cases he was. Yet another perk of living for eternity, gave you plenty of time to perfect your people skills.

Granted not everyone happened to be fooled by that silver tongue of his but he never took much offense if he was called out on his slightly douchey ways. He'd be the first to admit after all that he could be something of an asshole. Besides those people normally turned out to be the most interesting ones to banter back and forth with anyway. And lord knew he couldn't back down from a challenge. Got the man into trouble more times than he could count and yet he still did it with a cocky smile and self confidence oozing out of every pore. It was probably the last bit that had kept him from actually getting into any seriously bad situations so far. Funny how a little self assuredness could make someone else feel slightly less secure in their own opinion.

Wandering slowly through the wide expanse of the first floor, Luka found himself invariably heading for his favorite part of the place. The keyboards. Some of the best brands in the world could be bought here although none of them could compare to the Baby Grand he had in his loft. He'd splurged on that after earning his veterinarian's degree, something of a graduation present to himself you might say since there was no one else to buy one for him. A fact that might have left him a bit bitter had he not been so used to being on his own even as a human. Despite that though he still could appreciate a well made keyboard and nowadays most sounded just as good as a real piano in the right hands. Which in this case they most certainly were and he trailed his right fingers down the keys, picking out a partial melody with a fond smile. Yep, he'd missed this place.

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[MIA ISABELLE SUEREZ]

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THEY BREAK AND THEY BEND AND TAKE SHAPE, AND THEY TEND TO GET BETTER WITH TIME----------------------

Mia had told her boss that she was going to find some new material to work on for their upcoming show next week. She had complained about singing the same songs over and over and not having much freedom to sing things that were more challenging, so he had agreed to let her try out a new number in a few days. If it was good enough he said she could do it for their big show. Mia had been excited but nervous at the same time and wished she had more time to prepare, but a few days was all she had. She could practice for Heather, but she was out of town until three days from now, which was after her run through of the song. The only person she could really sing it to was herself since she didn’t really have friends…like at all. So she would have to practive in front of the mirror unless she wanted to do it at the club, which would have a few stragglers. She decided doing it at home would be much better. Mia didn’t like performing unless it was ready.

She entered the music store not really sure of what exactly she was looking for. She knew the song had to be really up beat and fun as well as easy to dance to and somewhat sexy—or rather the song couldn’t be depressing or have sad or soft parts in it unless it was at the beginning, building up to that one moment. Mia knew of a few good songs she could do, it was just a matter of having the sheet music and hopefully the songs with instruments only on the CD. Those were sometimes hard to find. But she had been to this place a few dozen times and usually found what she was looking for. The place was usually not as crowded at this time of day, so she had decided to wait a little before coming. Mia didn’t really like being in crowds of people or having a lot of strangers around her unless she was getting money for singing to them or dancing around them.

She walked to one of the middle rows of CDs that had both instrumental music and regular R&B music, which was always easy to sing for her. She hadn’t found anything that caught her eye. Then she had heard a piano being played. She looked up and her eyebrows rose in curiosity. She went into the room with instruments and saw a man sittting behind a keyboard playng a tune. She listened for a while before walking over to him and saying, “It’s good.” When she saw his face, she realized she had seen him before. This was a guy she had talked to on instant messaging. His name was Luke something or other. “It’s Luke, right?” she asked. It didn’t sound right, but it was close enough.

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[style=width: 342px; height: 200px; padding: 3px 3px 6px 3px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; COLOR: 414141; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;]Luka rarely ran into anyone he knew here. Mostly because the majority of his friends or acquaintances weren't exactly this sort of crowd. They were the partiers, the club scene sort you might say. Granted he had a couple of people he could call friends who rarely frequented those establishments but that was about it really. A bit sad perhaps? Maybe but he really didn't care too much. He liked to have a good time and it was the clubs and bars that usually offered that most readily he'd found. Plenty of alcohol and plenty of women to work his charms on that was really all he needed to have a fun night. He didn't even have to take any of them home when it came down to it and often didn't. Despite his reputation as a ladies man Luka wasn't quite as big of a manwhore as he was sure people assumed. Crazy I know right? He had his fair share of hook ups mind you but nowhere near what some other men could boast.

See he had this annoying little thing still called a conscience and it always seemed to pop up at the most annoying times. Gorgeous girl is super drunk and totally ready to go home with him even though she'll wake up with absolutely no memory of it? So very tempting but the taking advantage part just never sat well with him. Besides if he was going to have sex with someone they had better damn well remember it. Suffice it to say he stuck to fairly sober one night stands based on two people having nothing but a wonderfully lust filled physical attraction to each other.

Continuing to run his fingers across the smooth keys in front of him, he went from a half melody to a full on tune, lost for a moment in his own little world. Until someone's voice broke in that is and he glanced up automatically, a smile curving up his lips at the sight of the pretty, dark haired young woman. Wait a hot minute.... He knew her! There was no mistaking a face like hers nope. And body as well if he'd had a chance to see it before now. The grin grew a little wider as she clearly was making the same connection of dots and he chuckled a bit as she attempted his name. "Luka. You can thank my Romanian mother for that vowel substitution," Tilting his head to the side ever so slightly he pursed his lips in a thoughtful manner. "And it's the Queen of Genovia right?" Mia being the name he was alluding to with that title. "How's the thigh clapping going by the way?"

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[MIA ISABELLE SUEREZ]

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THEY BREAK AND THEY BEND AND TAKE SHAPE, AND THEY TEND TO GET BETTER WITH TIME----------------------

Mia never had a lot of friends. Even when she was a kid she mostly kept to herself. There was only one real friend she had in California and she hadn’t seen him in, God, thirteen years? Since she left California she had basically been completely on her own. Having friends was hard for her because she always expected the worst in people and knew they would let her down some time or another. Beckett was pretty much the only person who hadn’t let her down. For a second, she thought about how he was doing, but her flashbacks were unwelcome at this time. She didn’t want to think of those days. Her mind was more focused on now and how she could help herself for the future. She didn’t think her past was going to help her one bit unless she could write some seriously sick lyrics about her past.

Mia wasn’t very good at writing lyrics though. It was a major downfall for her since she was a singer and wanted so badly to sing for a living (and not just in a burlesque club, but for hundreds of thousands of people in arenas and at venues all around the world). She wished she knew someone now that was a songwriter that she actually trusted enough to tell her story to. Pasts like hers were meant to be written in poetry. She knew some of the best songs had the most heartbreaking stories and though she didn’t necessarily find her own story to be one of those that would be deemed “sad” she did know she had a tough life and that would be the greatest of all tales for her to tell.

“I’ll remember to do that, Luka,” she replied with a smile. She rested her hand on the piano and leaned forward slightly. “Yes, bow to me peasant.” Mia lifted her chin and looked down at him with cold eyes for a second before cracking a smile. Mia couldn’t help but notice how much better looking Luka was in person. His picture didn’t do those intense blue eyes any justice and Lord if he didn’t have a killer body, too. She’d rip his clothes off right here and now if it weren’t totally illegal. She was, however, already planning on somehow getting him to come home with her later. He was really sarcastic and funny on IM, so she could only imagine how much better he was in real life. If he was anything like he was online, she was hoping he would comply with her having a night of fun with him.

“I got it down really good. If you keep my interest for long enough maybe I’ll show you my moves.” She raised her eyebrow as if to challenge him. Men always liked a challenge and she hoped she sparked his interest.

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[style=width: 342px; height: 200px; padding: 3px 3px 6px 3px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; COLOR: 414141; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;]Luka had been actually looking forward to spending the day left to his own devices but this unexpected run in with the gorgeous woman he'd been talking to by way of instant messenger was a very much welcome change of those plans. Then again when wasn't a women a welcome change of plans in his eyes? He was more of a flirt and a charmer than a womanizer in the sense that he took a new woman home every weekend but he certainly wasn't closed off to having some fun between the sheets if things played out that way. Whether or not that was how things would go with Mia was yet to be seen but so far he was quite intrigued and most definitely attracted.

Big brown eyes, full lips and a killer figure that hadn't been visible in the picture she'd used when they were IMing. Oh yes, this was getting better and better. The curious thought of what had brought her here flickered through his mind. Obviously he knew what she did for a living involved music but that didn't mean she did anything with it outside of her job. Wrote music perhaps? Or played an instrument? All questions that he hoped to get the chance to find out the answer to at some point. If things played out right at least that is. Which they most certainly would if he had any say in it.

She leaned in a little closer and a smirk couldn't help but continue to play on his lips at her response to his reference from their previous conversation. "As you wish, oh Queen," A mock little dip of his head and gesture of his hand accompanied the remark, his smirk turning into an actual smile as she aimed one at him a moment later. An eyebrow raised in a 'oh really?' sort of gesture as she informed him that she had mastered the move and might even show him if he kept her attention long enough. "Oh, I'll make sure of it, sweetheart," He returned, a look of almost delight flickering in his blue eyes. He had a few moves of his own after all. "So you come here often?" A sarcastically teasing tone laced through the horribly over used and lame pick up line he heard almost every other guy use on women at every bar and club in the city.

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