So grab your favorite lady, or at least your favorite lay (OTA)

[dj_esebel]

It's a nice warm day, the first one that really feels free of any lingering winter. Feeling celebratory (and slightly evil), Audrey'd headed to the park with her ukelele on her back and some snacks from Quill. Foreshadowing her song for the day, Audrey got a few scones and a large cup of their best house blend. Then she'd spread a blanket on the ground and sat there tuning her ukelele for a while.

"I woke up this morning...I had a scone and a large house blend...And then a little conversation with my squirrel and chipmunk friends..."

Then she'd started to sing a pleasant tune, enjoying the way that people first smiled and then frowned as they realized Audrey's song wasn't, in fact, a paean to the coming spring but Jonathan Coulton's First of May.

"It's the First of May! First of May! Outdoor fuckin' starts today!" she sings with gusto, enjoying the mix of snickering and horror.

And really, if someone complained, she could just switch to his version of Baby Got Back.

[[Needless to say, both songs are INCREDIBLY NSFW and also hilarious.]]

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[chasingtwisters]

Marina still doesn't know where the hell she's going to find answers in Siren Cove.

She's set up in a motel, by the water. (The water is oddly comforting, like an old, favorite song suddenly playing on the radio again. She can't explain it.) She's still trying to figure out the layout of the town - places to be, places to be seen, and the like.

For now, she's meandering through the park when she catches the song. Curious, and delighted by the amount of offended looks she sees as she approaches a woman and her ukulele, Marina can't help but applaud.

"Excellent choice for a fine day," she says.

[dj_esebel]

"I get to enjoy this song at its full effect only once a year and it's sunny and I'm kind of a slut so..." She waves a hand up and down her body to indicate that of course it's the perfect song for someone like her and an opportunity not to be missed.

"I'm Audrey nice to meet you."

[chasingtwisters]

"Hey, more power to you, lady," Marina says, grinning, watching her gesture to herself. She's always believed in people owning their sexuality, and it's awesome to see how proud Audrey is. The world would be a better place with more shameless people in it, she thinks.

"Marina, and the pleasure's all mine," she says, moving to sit next to the other woman. "I must say, I'm a big fan of the way your singing makes other people turn red in the face."

[dj_esebel]

Audrey laughs, deciding she likes Marina very much. Anyone who calmly receives that announcement can't be that bad at all. "I know. I especially love it when they cover their kids' ears. Or should I not make jokes about how I torment poor, innocent children," she asks, glancing at Marina's stomach.

[chasingtwisters]

"Oh please, joke away," Marina waves her hand to dismiss any possible worry."This child is already corrupted by having me as a mother."

[dj_esebel]

"Well excellent. When the munchkin comes, I'll baby-sit." Aurey holds up her hands quickly to indicate she's joking. "Don't. Last time I watched a child, it ended up with a pancake on the ceiling. And I was paid in guitar strings."

[chasingtwisters]

"I was just thinking I needed a sitter, for all of my wild partying once I pop this balloon of mine," she jokes right back. It feels natural to just talk about herself in this way; she wonders why that is. "Don't worry. I would pay you in cash. What kind of douche pays in guitar strings?"

[lesparker]

Les walks in right as First of May kicks in and he would be surprised by the crudeness coming from the small corner of Quill on this sunny morning, if he hadn't known Audrey for so long. Nothing about this woman would surprise him frankly, and he knows she's up there amusing herself. He buys a cup of coffee and a donut and hangs near the back watching the show, shaking his head every now and then as he sips his coffee.

[dj_esebel]

Audrey grins and croons her way to a stop before grinning at Les, beckoning him over with a crooked finger. "Don't even pretend that this is somehow weirder than my jaunt around the Enchanted Forest of Bullshit while rocking a corpse harp."

[lesparker]

Les takes a seat at the table beside her, grinning back. "No weirder than me riding horseback down the coast to go meet my mermaid girlfriend. I also think I was dating my pet wombat," he says scratching his hair then shakes his head again. "We should move."

[dj_esebel]

"Okay but that's still less weird than me carrying around a harp made from a literal murder victim." She laughs and leans over to kiss his cheek. "And I ended up keeping a cat after that museum bullshit, so you'd have to get your own trailer if we moved out."

[lesparker]

"I knew I sensed evil on you," Les says, frowning at her mention of cats and that dreadful night at the museum, but he leans into the kiss she gives him. "Well, I am glad to be back in the normal world. Fairytale Land didn't have electricity or proper food." He shakes his head. "So were you just playing your bone harp? Or were you tracking down Prince Charming while over there?" He asks sipping at his coffee casually.

[dj_esebel]

"Look all I know about Egypt is The Mummy and grabbing a cat worked in the movie...then she adopted me," Audrey explains, looping an arm around him and tucking into his side.

"And Prince Charming nothing. You know me."

[edcabot]

Ed let out a shrill whistle of approval after her song, clapping more than was probably appropriate for this particular setting but he didn't care. He was here to cheer on Audrey and he was going to do just that. Besides, if she could get away with singing a song like that then Ed could get away with cheering her loudly.

"Absolutely brilliant. Encore. Wait, is your set done? If it is then definitely encore."

[dj_esebel]

"Seeing as I'm playing for shits and giggles on a blanket, I think I get to make the rules," Audrey says, offering him a bite a scone. "So how've you been? Were you Prince Charming or the evil step-brother?"

[edcabot]

Ed leaned in a took a bite of the scone before grinning at her. He loved listening to Audrey play. Whether it was one of her bigger concerts or something like this he always tried to make her shows. That probably officially made him a groupie or something.

"And I was His Royal Highness Out of Town," Ed explained. He was kind of sad that he had missed the craziness. "What about you?"

[dj_esebel]

"Lucky," Audrey says, plucking out a light, easy melody that sounds nice but doesn't require her attention while she talks. "I...was a traveling minstrel, carting around a harp made from a dead person. Which was, you know, horrifying."

[edcabot]

"Wait, wait, wait... a rotting corpse or a fresh corpse?" Ed said, making a bit of a face. He was kind of glad that he wasn't here to see that because it sounded super gross. And he wasn't sure if she was the kind of girl to think that was gross or cool.

[dj_esebel]

"Bones picked clean and strung with hair. I think fairytale me actually...found her body and..." Audrey sighs, even as she keeps playing the simple melody. "It was creepy. The harp kept singing ho she'd been murdered."

[bachjones]

The music reached Bach before recognition did. And shit, didn't he need a real singing, a fool singing. Of course he knows the lyric, and he picks up on it, gliding into a canon with the female voice until he sees who it belongs to.

[dj_esebel]

Oh for fuck's sake. Audrey's a professional, so she keeps playing until the song winds down, but she doesn't acknowledge the other guy. There aren't many ways to insult her, but he'd found them and Audrey's not very forgiving.

[bachjones]

If Bach's lucky, he can get out of this with a chunk frustration gone. He shakes his head in mock sympathy. "You have a permission for this? Just the singing, I mean."

[dj_esebel]

"I'm not asking for money," Audrey says flatly. "Don't need a license to sing in the park for shits and giggles." She gives him a hard, defensive look.

[bachjones]

"I found the shit." He shrugs. "Where's the giggles, kenau?"

[dj_esebel]

"I don't know," she says acidly. "As far as I can tell, the joke's in front of me."