Welcome to my house, play that music too loud

[hasitsthorns]

WHO: Rosie, Petyr Baelish, Manolo, and YOU
WHERE: The dudes' respective places and then out and about
WHEN: Some weekend in August!
WHAT: Rosie is seeking help for her out of control powers and a couple people have offered their times!
WARNINGS: Nothing... yet!!! No, really, probably actually nothing.



petyr

[ Despite his saying Rose didn't have to be secretive, she still takes caution when coming up to the man's place not to be seen. It's actually something she's pretty good at. Being inconspicuous was her life until being relocated to Heropa. So she has practice. She's experienced. No one would ever even know she was here…

That is, if she were actually taking it seriously. As of right now? She is not doing that at all as she hums a quiet tune along her way. Music actually helps soothe her nerves, however, so it isn't entirely flippant. She just needs something, anything to keep her mind from being abuzz right now.

She wonders if there's surveillance. There should be, right? The woman's actually surprised there isn't any paparazzi or anything. They seem to love any chance at a story they can get (at least when she first arrived and how 'imPort shipping' was a thing). Besides, he's an important politician now and… whatnot. Somehow, it feels almost against the rules to be waltzing up to his residence like this but she has to remind herself over and over that she was invited.

There's also the possibility she's confusing 'politician' with 'celebrity' but she's. Look, most of what she's learned about people comes from TV so it's an easy mistake to make! ]

manolo

[ Meeting with other musicians isn't anything new. Rose has worked with them for years from the underground to famous household names. So she isn't nervous about meeting Manolo because he's going to release an album or might be well known, but instead nervous because he's the only one she knows so far that shares her power. Or, at least, has one similar enough to it.

She wants to learn. She wants to see for herself what it's like to have someone else's music influence her. It seems… invasive and, really, that's what worries her the most. That she's making people feel or do anything they don't want to. Rose would never subject someone to that; she understands, more than anyone, the importance of free will.

With guitar strapped on her back, she struts up to his place and knocks on the door. ]

I hope this is right…

heropa (ota)

[ It's another sunny summer day in Florida. Rose can actually be found at the beach, playing with (read: trying to keep control of) her new cute pup that she'd recently adopted. He doesn't quite yet have a name but she's definitely thinking of something good. Unlike many other patrons of the beach, she's not adorned in swimwear but instead a modest dress and a wide-brimmed hat. ]

Hey, boy! C'mon - [ The chocolate lab puppy is absolutely bursting with energy and excitement; there's so many sights and sounds! He's contently chasing seagulls, knocking over sandcastles, and just generally being a terror. ] Sorry, woah, sorry! [ -the blond keeps uttering as he knocks over something or runs between another person's feet.

She knew she should have gotten a shorter leash. ]

de chima, maurita falls (ota)

[ Despite her affinity for Florida's tropical weather, sometimes Rose just wants to head up north on her days off. Though she'll try to deny it, she absolutely loves runs through the fresh air up here. Now that she's got a new puppy she has all the more reason to. While she'd rather be in the woods, cityscapes are more familiar and comfortable so she sticks to the parks and paths there.

Her dog is happy to trundle along beside her (this time, kept on an extendable leash in case he falls behind or decides to sprint forward for whatever reason). It's a beautiful day and she's feeling good so she can't help but start to sing- ]

Sun kissed skin on my lips, thank the Lord I am here and now, here and now. Fireflies after dark. Bless your soul, we are here and now, here and now. I'm wide awake, so what's the point of dreaming when your life is great? Celebrate the feeling, celebrate the feeling!Can't complain about much these days, I believe we'll be okay. Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh~

[ At the 'oh's, the puppy decides to chime in with howls of his own that cause Rose's song to peter off into laughter. The blond stops her job, trying to shush the now howling puppy. ]

Shhh, boy, shhh. You're gonna cause a scene!

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[hasitsthorns]

[ That's a great answer. It's genuine, sincere... Rose can relate to most of it. Though when asked the same question, she realizes she does have her own unique reason for playing. ]

I play to honor someone's memory. The person who taught me everything about music is gone now... But I play to honor him and keep him alive in my heart. [ It sounds so corny, so cliche, but it's the truth. It's also the most honest she's been since arriving in this city. ] This guitar was his, actually. He gave it to me as a gift after we went our separate ways.

[ It was all she had left of him anymore. Well, that and a single picture. ]

Music helped us both during a really rough time in our lives, so... It's special to me. He was special to me. So, that's why I play. Because I know he'd want me to.