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Gavriila Silić
Tasted a sweet life once. Needed salt
It took Gavriila ten minutes of traffic and about three pairs of songs on the radio to reach Seattle downtown, where she sometimes spent her evenings after she completed her shift during the mornings. Though her mood had been worsened a bit due to waiting inside her car during the damned traffic lights, she was still pretty calm and looking forward to having a look around the stores, once she managed to find a free spot to park her car a couple of blocks away. She was thankful that air conditioner and music existed, else she would have probably lost her patience before even coming to contact with any human being. To try and ease her nerves, she took a few chugs from a bottle of water she had inside her white car, welcoming the feel of the cool liquid run down her throat. She had been thirsty and hadn't even realized until now.
After getting out of her car and making sure the doors were all closed, she stretched her limbs as she joined the other people coming and going along the sidewalk, getting a bit lost in the afternoon crowd. The woman kept walking with both hands inside her sand colored cargo jeans, letting her gaze wander around everything that was on the sidewalks, all the stores, people, and a pair of street artists she gave a few tips to, and stopped to listen to them for a while. Truly, Gavriila enjoyed the feeling of feeding her lazyness in a healthy way, by wandering around the downtown streets. She continued walking through the streets she knew, and stopped when she saw the outside of a music store. An idea came to her when she saw the few posters on the wall. Wonder if they sell CD's here? Maybe I can find the one I've been looking for
Since she didn't really had anything else to do or nowhere else to be, and the heat that washed over the streets at times was starting to make her sweat, the woman decided she might as well just take a look inside the store. She rolled up the sleeves of her red flannel shirt and walked through the open door, looking everywhere around. She saw all kinds of instruments hanging all over the walls, and even a piano on one corner of the store. Gavriila let out a small whistle of amazement, and started walking around the store, scanning her surroundings for CD's. It was dumb, to come into a music store just to look for them, but she had gone to other few places she knew and hadn't found the one she wanted.
The store was well ventilated, and that was definitely something she appreciated. Though the time was coming close to winter, she still didn't enjoy the sun's rays burning through her skin. Her half smile showed how much at ease she was walking around a music store even without really being an active musician, not knowing that a few people actually felt pressure being in those places. She hummed in low volume what was in her mind without noticing, her mind wandering off a little bit. "System of a Down, System of a Down, System of a Down..."
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Ghost in the Ruins
call me DT
she / her + he / him
29 YEARS OLD
July
30
Leo
new york city, ny
Bisexual
former rock star + bouncer
TAG WITH @dt
DT JESUS
last seen drinkin' wine beneath the flashing signs, promising salvation to strays.
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[attr="class","beyonddarkpostbulk1"] [attr="class","beyonddarkpostimg"]  It was with morbid fascination that she kept up with the progress of the band members she had left behind and the music they continued to produce under the name and banner she had crafted all those years ago. Morbid being the key word. It certainly wasn't a healthy habit, for one thing, the equivalent of digging fingernails into an open wound just before it sealed itself shut just so it didn't have the time to heal properly. No better way to emotionally self harm than to constantly remind the self of their second greatest regret in life, right? In a more literal sense, however, her band had, in recent years, become very... ah, how should she say... not good. In order to compensate for their loss of both lead singer and lead guitarist, they'd hired on two completely new faces to the industry, and if she were to be frank, the music world probably would have been better of without them. One knew not rhythm, the other knew not how to stay on key, and with the group's newfound love of distortion so heavy that the instruments were near indistinguishable beneath, it was no wonder why they had plummeted in popularity after carving the words “DT Jesus and -” off the front of their moniker.[break][break] And yet – they played on, with new albums of mediocrity hitting the stands every once in a blue moon. Like moth to flame, “DT Jesus and -” herself found herself coughing over cash and coin to listen anew. To suffer anew. All the dedication of a rabid fan without any shred of love. ( She'd been strung out to die, and they didn't even care.)[break][break] The instruments in this place were far beyond her budget with price tags boasting numbers she couldn't even count to if she tried, but the owners didn't mind when the former rock star stopped by to test out their prettier guitars ( not everyone who claimed to know how to tune them actually knew how to tune them), and they minded even less when she actually forked over some of her drinking fund for CDs like this. Usually, she was the only one at the rack, perfectly safe to skim through bands both old and new with her guitar ( and makeshift weapon) hung on her back as usual. No one around to worry about hitting, right? She didn't even notice that today was different until she'd found her prize, spun on her heel, and -[break][break] Thwack.[break][break] Oh God. Her guitar. Her only guitar. Had she hit the CD stands? Or had she hit the poor woman she was only just now noticing?[break][break] “ Shit, I – I'm so sorry,” DT began, figuring it was better to assume the latter with the chance of being pleasantly surprised that she hadn't just assaulted some stranger with her instrument. “ ”That didn't hit you, did it? I can, uh, I can make it up to you.” No she couldn't. Better to lie about it than risk getting an earful. [attr="class","beyonddarkpostleft3"]
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Gavriila Silić
Tasted a sweet life once. Needed salt
Gavriila continued to walk around the store for a moment, almost forgetting that the reason she was here was to look for a CD and not to admire all of the instruments, tools, pedals and other gadgets that were used in the world of music. Truly, it was a discipline and a lifestyle of it's own, she thought. She even felt encouraged to buy a few guitar picks just because she liked their design, but decided against it since she knew she wouldn't even use them and those weren't exactly the type of things you could just hang on your wall as trophies. Maybe she could, but she'd have to find something like a structure since nailing them to the wall didn't seem too smart.
She let out a really quiet chuckle at that last idea as she turned a corner to find what she was looking for. The CD rack. Gavriila clicked her tongue once in satisfaction as she walked towards it, not minding at first the girl that was already there. She had seen a couple of other people around the store, so at first she paid no mind to anyone, that is until the girl turned around on her heels and almost knocked her head off with the guitar that hung on her back. Well, maybe that was taking it too far, but had her natural reflexes not acted in time to make her body move and dodge the instrument, she would probably have a nasty headache. "Woah!" she exclaimed as she moved.
But it hit one of the CD stands instead. Once Gavriila gathered her balance and her mind registered what had happened, she felt a bit guilty. It was such a shame, it was a really nice guitar and it probably would've been better if it had hit her instead of the stand. The girl turned to her and started apologizing, promising to even making up for it. Honestly, she felt it should be the other way around. "Y-yeah, no problem. Eh, is the guitar like, fine? It sounded like a bad hit" she looked at her with a worried gaze. She knew people could appreciate objects more than people sometimes, and just from the fact that this girl was carrying it around on her back, Gavriila could tell that she had a certain bond with it.
It was only when Gavriila stood in front of her looking at the girl for a moment that she took note of how good-looking she was, not to mention that she looked really cool, probably even the coolest person she's seen in recent days. But that doesn't explain one thing. Why the hell does Gavriila get the feeling that she knows her from somewhere?
"I'm the one that should make up for it. Is there anything I could do for you? I can buy you something if you want" she offered reassuringly this time. Perhaps Gavriila could spare some money to buy her a few picks, maybe a few new strings for her guitar?. Yeah, the latter idea seemed pretty nice, and she would feel much more at ease knowing she had done her good deed of the day.
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Ghost in the Ruins
call me DT
she / her + he / him
29 YEARS OLD
July
30
Leo
new york city, ny
Bisexual
former rock star + bouncer
TAG WITH @dt
DT JESUS
last seen drinkin' wine beneath the flashing signs, promising salvation to strays.
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[attr="class","beyonddarkpostbulk1"] [attr="class","beyonddarkpostimg"] Fortunately, it didn't look as though there'd been any sort of human impact involved with her poor choice of turning radius: The woman had definitely let out an exclamation of surprise, but unless she was some sort of super human who took a stubbed toe like a gentle tap, the short-haired woman looked perfectly unscathed. Well, that was good, at least. It was one thing to be upset about potential damage to an instrument she couldn't afford to fix – another to have had that come at the cost of another person's well-being.[break][break] “ Eh, is the guitar fine? It sounded like a bad hit.”[break][break] It was impossible to tell without actually looking – DT could crane her neck all she liked, but the best it afforded her when she tried was an unreliable peripheral view – but at the very least, nothing looked to be entirely broken off. That had to count for something, right? “ She's taken hits worse'n that,” she said. A lie. She treated it as an overbearing mother did an infant, more often than not, with a need to protect it so strong that even a black out drunk state couldn't misplace or damage it beyond simple repair. It was probably for the better that she hadn't spoken the truth, though, when the kindly stranger made it out to be that she was the one that ought to be making amends, simply for standing in the line of instrumental fire.[break][break] The prospect of maybe getting a free meal was certainly a tempting one, particularly when her stomach had been groaning its displeasure for the last few hours at regular intervals. Tempting enough she almost took it. Almost. “ H-hold up,” the hobo began, waving the hand not holding her CD of choice in the air and trying to piece together why the tables had been flipped on her. “ You're not the one going around tryin' to smack everyone upside the head. Why're you offering to buy me something?” [attr="class","beyonddarkpostleft3"]
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30 YEARS OLD
July
6
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BISEXUAL/HOMOROMANTIC
DOCTOR/SWAT
TAG WITH @gavriila
Gavriila Silić
Tasted a sweet life once. Needed salt
Gavriila didn't quite buy the answer she received regarding the condition of the instrument, but because of the lack of anything that proved otherwise, she simply shrugged and took the answer anyways. Not to mention that there wouldn't be any point in pressing the matter further less she wanted to receive the same answer over and over despite her best efforts. Talking to strangers was always a strange experience; jokes aside, though, Gav never knew what to expect since it often happened that people reacted differently to the same situation. She had to use all of her empathy to know what to do next.
While Gav knew that it was most likely that the other woman wouldn't accept her offer, either because she didn't want to take advantaga of a stranger's kindness or just didn't trust her, she was doing this mostly because of herself. As if being part of the SWAT and a doctor wasn't enough proof of her altruism and love for humanity, she looked around for chances during the day of helping people in other ways. Ideally, something would show up every so often, like a beggar of a child living on the streets. It gave her peace of mind to help others, and wouldn't give up the stranger just like that, when she asked about her motives.
Instead of answering, Gav turned her body to look at the other items being sold that weren't CD's, and snapped her fingers before walking a few steps further into the aisle, following her gaze. Her hands reached out to grab what she was looking for, trying her hardest to recall the music language. She hadn't touched a guitar in ages, and didn't even get that far, so it took a while for her to recall "So, it was... e, B, G...D, A and uhhh, E major? I think" She said mostly to herself, as she grabbed the items and stacked them on her other hand; when Gavriila walked back to the stranger, she presented the guitar strings for her to grab if she wanted to. Each of them were brand new, rolled inside a neatly looking paper wrap with the name of the brand, with it's corresponding note to let the buyer know which string it was, even a little drawing on the back for idiots like her, which she didn't even notice. "Here. They're nylon, unless you want metal ones? I can get them too" she said pridefully and with a small, genuine smile on her lips and a wink.
The price for all of those six strings was about three times a meal, but Gav didn't mind at all. She knew the woman would be happy and have her faith restored in humanity even if she didn't take them. Obviously, the intention was for her to do so. Gavriila also thought about heading to a coffee shop and treating her to something, since she hadn't eaten anything in a while, but she would probably give the other woman the wrong idea if she asked her to come along. She knew first hand how dangerous the street could be.
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Ghost in the Ruins
call me DT
she / her + he / him
29 YEARS OLD
July
30
Leo
new york city, ny
Bisexual
former rock star + bouncer
TAG WITH @dt
DT JESUS
last seen drinkin' wine beneath the flashing signs, promising salvation to strays.
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ghost in the ruins
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http://revolution-calling.boards.net/dt+jesus/
dosed+with+music
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[attr="class","beyonddarkpostbulk1"] [attr="class","beyonddarkpostimg"] There was a fine line between doubting kindness in the world and failing to understand it. Doubting meant suspicion. Doubting meant that a person was so cynical about the world around them that the very concept of doing right by another was so beyond humoring that they never even bothered and settled, instead, on figuring out what cruelties could be hidden behind the supposedly charitable act. It was some small wonder how DT, herself, had not ended up on that end of the spectrum, then, having been homeless for most of her life and dealing the seediest faces New York had had to offer for twice the amount of time she'd spent in the spotlight. Tex, perhaps? He'd stood by her side when she hadn't deserved it, time and time again. She hadn't understood him. It was no wonder she didn't understand this, either, or why Vivian invited her to dinner, or why bystanders tossed bills into her cup when she played on the street for fun and not profit. There were good intentions there, because no debt had ever been called back and no harm had ever come to her, but why on earth they would bother themselves with gutter trash was simply a question she could not wrap her mind around.[break][break] It made more sense, then, when the dark-haired woman turned to walk away without so much as a word of answer to the question DT had asked aloud – not even so much as a goodbye to wave her off with. Turned backs, isolation, and then some were the punishments due for every sin she'd managed to wrack up in her lifetime, couldn't stop wracking up, and at least this, she knew how to approach. Rather, it didn't need approaching. Her desired CD was in hand, no one was offering her things she didn't deserve, there was no guilt to be had in taking, taking, taking, and never once making the attempt to give back, she could just leave -[break][break] But she hesitated. And in those moments of hesitation, the stranger came back, carrying in her hands something that looked suspiciously like replacement guitar strings... for a guitar that may not have even been damaged. “ Here. They're nylon. Unless you want metal ones? I can get them, too.” And – oh, God – she actually winked at her, genuine and kind, and the expression that fell over her own face could have been nothing short of an incredulous gape. There it was again, behind her teeth, the urge to argue and combat and deny a gift that she had no right taking, but that wound involve having to ask the poor lady to go back and put them all away where they had come from, after she'd already gone through the effort of grabbing them all. Was it worse to make her pay for it, or waste that time it had taken to gather them up? Floundering for the lesser of two evils, she could at least settle on which option she certainly wouldn't take: “ N-no, uh... Nylon... Nylon's fine.”[break][break] What a mess. She was absolutely too sober to be trying to piece together what the least scummy way out of this was – too sober to be dealing with just about anything in the building, really, but that especially. The best consolation she could figure out was weak, at best... but then, what, really, did someone who couldn't even put a roof over her own head have to offer?[break][break] “ You were looking at CDs before, right? Before I almost, uh, took your head off.” Probably not the best phrasing for that, but eloquence wasn't exactly an instinct from birth. She scratched the back of her head awkwardly with one hand, placed on the other on her hip, stared into the fluorescent lighting above, and tried not to think too hard on how she only had the money for one CD tonight. “ It ain't the cost o' strings or anything, but I can at least cover that. Just gimme a name, an' I'll pay you back with it.” [attr="class","beyonddarkpostleft3"]
concrete paradise, sirens screaming in the heat
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