come and lay your bones on the alabaster stones

[scalpedsociety]

Who: Aramat and YOU! (Certain prompts are locked for certain people though.)
What: A month in the life of the pianist.
When: Throughout March
Where: Various Places Around Vista City and Pride HQ
Warnings: Possible sex, mentions of triggering things and whatever else. Will warn in advance. Prompts are in the comments.

Throughout March, Aramat is rather busy with various things, recording for Crown of Thorns, performing in clubs, searching for apartments to spend some quiet time in, and perhaps other errands. Of course there's always time for fun as well...

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[liarmonstersnappydresser]

"Don't you tell me to deny it,"

Although his saxophone is on his person, Bill comes in strong picking up the next line of the lyrics, effectively throwing a curve ball into the perspective of the narrative-- but isn't that just his way?

He circles the partnering accompaniment, stepping close but not too close unless Aramat initiates it; a little 'offer' of his own. This audience wants a show, and he is more than willing to fan a few flames to put on one.

"I done wrong, and I wanna suffer for my sins,"

He drops to his knees, one hand over his chest but if that mischievous smile is any indication, he doesn't look like a man ready to change his ways at all.

"I've come to you 'cause I need guidance to be true,
But I don't know just where I should begin,"

[scalpedsociety]

Aramat shakes her head, not disapproving of this clearly fake showing of guilt, but teasing. Naughty naughty boy, we know the truth here...

What I need is
A good defense
'Cause I'm feelin'
Like a criminal

But not really.

[liarmonstersnappydresser]

Bill tilts his head back in subtle defiance to that teasing show of mock disappointment, continuing his serenade,

"And I need to be 'redeemed' to the one I've sinned against"

Before swiftly rising out of the position, readying his sax for the upcoming horn line after the chorus ends in one smooth motion.

"Cause they're all I've ever known or loved~"

[scalpedsociety]

In short, this is a duet of liars, murderers that barely care what they do.

Heaven help me
For the way I am
Save me from
These evil deeds
Before I get them done

[liarmonstersnappydresser]

The question then becomes, who is the bigger manipulator in this group? The woman who enticed the man on stage, the man who is coercing the woman into being a part of his act, the audience who believe the empty words of the idols they know nothing about, or the musicians who can't resist the attention of so many eyes upon them.

"I know tomorrow brings the consequence at hand, but I keep living each day, like tomorrow's never gonna come!"

No one in this room is innocent, and it bleeds through in the words, sincerity wholeheartedly lost in the flavor of the song. The music builds up in anticipation for the next stanza.

[scalpedsociety]

Oh help me but
Don't tell me to deny it
I've got to cleanse myself
Of all these lies till
I'm good enough for him

But not really, lies are needed everyday. A lot of things are made of lies. And by the smirk on her face, she enjoys it.