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Post by Heath Mulligan on Aug 5, 2015 22:51:39 GMT -5
Heath walked the barren sidewalk of the main street in town, his steps in time with one another and Joey a block back behind him, keeping watch from a satisfying distance. The gala hadn't been as bad as he had originally thought. After dancing with Maureen for quite some time, he was able to catch up with Finley a bit, and even interact with Anya, which hardly ever happened. Cormac had been his usual calm, presented self; and of course Aedan had acted as calm and collected as he normally did. It was surprising to say that there wasn't a single tiff of disagreement the whole night, which ended up being much to Heath's liking.
Despite enjoying himself at the get-together, however, his mind fluttered to Ana from time to time, and at one point, he was thinking about her too much to enjoy himself any further, so he properly excused himself from the festivities it just wasn't right; celebrating and partying about when the girl he cared for deeply couldn't be there. So, right then and there, he decided to make an effort to stop by the Underground to see her. Surely, she was working, as she normally did.
He stopped by a flower stand to buy a bouquet of roses for her; something quite out if the ordinary for him to do. Heath had never been much of a romantic, but he figured a kind of romantic gesture wouldn't hurt him one bit. So, as he pushed through the doors of the bar, he looked around for the ravem-haired girl, bouquet between his fingers. She just had to be there, right?
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Anastasia Andrushkiv
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Post by Anastasia Andrushkiv on Aug 6, 2015 2:51:54 GMT -5
Yellow diamonds in the light. Now we’re standing side by side, as your shadow crosses mine. What it takes to come alive, it’s the way I’m feeling I just can’t deny, but I’ve gotta let it go.
It was nice you know. Not having to go to the Gala and walk on eggshells and deal with all that crazy drama. Sure she loved events like that where she could get all dressed up and sing her heart out for a room full of people that loved everything to do with her. But this was nice too, being totally scrubbed down and sitting at the piano working on a song. Normally she doesn't write her own stuff but today she was just in the mood for it. After all she was the only one here and there was something cleansing and therapeutic about it just being her and the piano,
And after the last few weeks she had she needed this. Music really was the key to cleaning the soul of all negatives things. She would pour everything she had into her craft and hope that the person this song was for liked it. Now she just needed the hook...
She knew it would begin with "we found love" but what would it end with? She tapped the pencil in her hand against the page she was writing the lyrics and the notes onto when she looked up to see the door opening, funny she expected everyone to be at the Gala all night. And she definitely wasn't expecting to see Roses in Heath's hand.
"Heath," She said standing up and smiling as she saw him. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you still be at the gala?"
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Post by Heath Mulligan on Aug 6, 2015 18:40:42 GMT -5
There was something about the way Ana looked right then that entranced him. There she was, all alone in one of the most high-end bars in the city, and instead of drinking he r problems away like any normal, stupid person would, she was fighting through her demons and instead, was practicing a song on the shiny and inspiring piano. Heath smiled at her sheepishly as he advanced in her direction, not really sure what to say or how to explain himself.
"I was at the gala, for a while," he replied, his smile turning genuine as he sat down on the elongated bench next to her. "And it was all fine and dandy, I suppose. But then, out of the blue, something hit me," he told her, handing out the roses to her, other placed his hands on a few keys of the piano. "I have a sudden, unexplainable urge to learn to play."
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Post by Anastasia Andrushkiv on Aug 6, 2015 23:32:27 GMT -5
He didn't come here for her right? Sure she knew that he had been sort of hoping to take her to the Gala and she couldn't but... would he really leave early just to come and find her? The thought was an odd one but also nice and she took the roses and looked them over. "Heath these are beautiful." She said with a soft smile as she walked over to the bar to get something just to keep them in for now. Finding a tall enough glass she filled it with water and then she set the roses on the Piano. "Thank you so much, I love them."
He wanted to learn how to play the piano? She raised a eyebrow and then looked over him before nodding slowly. "Alright then, I'll show you what I know. Keep in mind I'm not very good." Hey she could play along. She wasn't too sure what he was getting at with the flowers and the wanting to learn piano thing but she was just happy to have him here, and be along with him away from the eyes of his family.
She took a seat back at the piano and moved over for him to join her. "Okay let's start with how you put your hand on the keys. It's just like this see?" She said waiting for him to copy her and she smiled some.
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Post by Heath Mulligan on Aug 7, 2015 19:39:29 GMT -5
Heath watched her eyes light a bit as she took the flowers from him, then quickly stood up and took them over to the counter of the bar. After rummaging around a bit, Ana had managed to find a decent vase to sit them in, and that was when he managed a smile. It was nice to see her satisfied with the flowers, and he didn't mind whatsoever giving them to her. Sure, it had been a bit of money, but in his mind, any decent woman, and especially her, were completely worthy of his time and his money. In a way, he had been inspired by her, and he suspected that was one of the reasons he felt himself drawn to her. Heath still didn't understand everything, but he did know that Ana was strong. It took a hell of a lot to wake up every day and do what it was that she did. Her profession was demeaning and humiliating, and yet, she didn't let aby kind of factors completely break her.
As she sat softly back down next to him, he arched an eyebrow at her, then cleared his throat and placed his left hand onto various keys of the instrument. "Think I'll be the next Beethoven?" He asked, pressing down on a few keys, causing them to ring out. "Or what about Mozart?" He then asked again, moving his fingers down the piano a bit.
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Post by Anastasia Andrushkiv on Aug 8, 2015 22:51:20 GMT -5
She couldn't help but laugh some at his comment. Ana gave him a look and said "I'm thinking the new Chopan." She said looking at his hands and shaking her head, placing her own very gently on his. "If you can get your hands in the correct position." There was something so nice and simple to this moment, her hand on his and how it was just the two of them. There was no family around to get in the way, no drama and none of her own demons stopping them from forming a warm connection that made her felt wanted in his life.
She showed him a simple tune and smiled. "There now you know the basic for the most part." Her eyes found his and she blushed some before brushing back her hair. This might have been a little forward but... She lead forward and kissed him on the cheek before saying. "Thank you, for coming here and seeing me. It means alot to me."
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Post by Heath Mulligan on Aug 12, 2015 21:52:40 GMT -5
He let his arms slide away from the instrument and back down into his lap as he watched the girl next to him play a bit. His eyes were drawn to the movement of her hands. Despite how small and fragile they seemed to be, she was able to make beautiful music within a few strokes of her fingers. Heath leaned back against the bench, impressed, then managed to blush a bit as Ana leaned forward to press her mouth to his cheek. In the past, or rather, in his last experiences, the women who had offered such a kiss wanted something in return; usually it was for him to sleep with them...but with Ana, it just felt...well, different. It wasn't about just lust. There was something more behind her kiss. Something although he couldn't place, he did like.
After clearing his throat, Heath pushed himself to his feet and made his way over to the bar, reaching over the counter. "Would you like a drink?" He asked, pulling up a bottle of whiskey and shaking it lightly. "I'm no Finley, but I can mix a drink or two."
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Post by Anastasia Andrushkiv on Aug 13, 2015 18:58:48 GMT -5
He pushed himself to his feet without a word and asked if she wanted a drink and she nodded. She was pretty sure she shouldn't be drinking at all after her little three day begin fest but one drink wouldn't kill her. "Oh you don't have to worry about mixing anything for me. Vodka on the rock is just fine." She said getting up as well and following him to the bar, taking a seat on the other side.
Simple... she liked simple moments like this. She needed more of them in her life. Everything seemed so complicated now that when she could just have a moment to be with someone it was more than welcomed. "So how was the Gala?" She asked wanting to know what happen. Mostly because she was fishing for information about Kyra. Did all her hard work go to waste? She she walk in and everyone mouths hit the floor to see her looking like a woman. Well okay she also wanted to know if Heath just left early because it was boring or did he really want to see her? Did she really mean someone to now or was everything they said in the hospital for naught? "Did you have fun? Anything interesting happen?"
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