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maskormenace2019-09-28 05:58 pm
video » ah yes time for another. musical interlude.
[ so, Bodhi should've been paying more attention. but things with Luke, recent unwinding from what had happened with the Mouther - he had seen a few people in song but put it out of his mind - now he's sitting in his Air Force uniform, sitting by a plane and some tools, hard at work. the sun has started to set behind him, creating shadows and perfect lighting for a tune.
Bodhi, wiping his hands on a rag, a knee up on a plane's wing - the lighting behind him is almost ethereal.
almost... well, perfectly staged for a song.
and where the fuck is that orchestral music coming from? looking towards the sunset...
it's time to pay some homage to the mouse, when he starts to sing (in a voice that's kind of nice, actually): ]
I have often dreamed
Of a far of place
Where a great, warm, welcome
Will be waiting for me
Where the crowds will cheer
When they see my face
And a voice keeps saying
This is where I'm meant to be
I will find my way
I can go the distance
I'll be there someday
If I can be strong
I know every mile
Will be worth my while
I would go most anywhere
To feel like I belong
I am on my way
I can go the distance
I don't care how far
Somehow I'll be strong
I knew very mile
Will be with my while
I would go most anywhere
To find where I belong...
[ and are we done? it seems like we're done. no, of course we need the dramatic reprise... ]
I will beat the odds, I can go the distance
I will face the world, fearless, proud, and strong
I will please them all, I can go the distance
Till I find my hero's welcome right where I belong
[ the music ends, and stops, and Bodhi blinks. he scubs his hand over his mouth, ears going bright red. ]
What the fuck.
[ he glares at the camera for a long moment, breathing deeply. ]
Not a word... from anyone.
[ spoken with a wide gesture as he struggles to comprehend all of this. with that, he fumbles with the off button to turn it off hurriedly. ]
Bodhi, wiping his hands on a rag, a knee up on a plane's wing - the lighting behind him is almost ethereal.
almost... well, perfectly staged for a song.
and where the fuck is that orchestral music coming from? looking towards the sunset...
it's time to pay some homage to the mouse, when he starts to sing (in a voice that's kind of nice, actually): ]
I have often dreamed
Of a far of place
Where a great, warm, welcome
Will be waiting for me
Where the crowds will cheer
When they see my face
And a voice keeps saying
This is where I'm meant to be
I will find my way
I can go the distance
I'll be there someday
If I can be strong
I know every mile
Will be worth my while
I would go most anywhere
To feel like I belong
I am on my way
I can go the distance
I don't care how far
Somehow I'll be strong
I knew very mile
Will be with my while
I would go most anywhere
To find where I belong...
[ and are we done? it seems like we're done. no, of course we need the dramatic reprise... ]
I will beat the odds, I can go the distance
I will face the world, fearless, proud, and strong
I will please them all, I can go the distance
Till I find my hero's welcome right where I belong
[ the music ends, and stops, and Bodhi blinks. he scubs his hand over his mouth, ears going bright red. ]
What the fuck.
[ he glares at the camera for a long moment, breathing deeply. ]
Not a word... from anyone.
[ spoken with a wide gesture as he struggles to comprehend all of this. with that, he fumbles with the off button to turn it off hurriedly. ]

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[ he's glad someone did, and finds himself grinning a little, in spite of it. ]
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[ There's a bit of a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. ]
Who knew my boyfriend had such an amazing singing voice?
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Nobody, not even him, himself. A night of drunken karaoke isn't a good indicator of one's singing talents, who knew.
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I think I need to hear you singing more often.
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If it's not as public as this was, then maybe I could be convinced.
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[ There was an innocent smile on his face. There totally wasn't any innuendo in there at all. None at all. ]
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[ ... completely innocent, trying to smother his grin. ]
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[Here, have a ball of sunshine, complete with a mimikyu hat like in icon.]
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Oh, um. Thanks, I think.
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This has to be my second least favorite plague.
[They're ranked. It's best not to think about the competition.]
So, where are you going? Your directions were a little vague. It'd be a shame if you wound up stranded in the wilderness somewhere.
[Or on a mountain. Whichever.]
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[ arghhh ]
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[ oh no, he's going to sing again isn't he, Bodhi feels it coming on -
no, it's just a sneeze. ]
I am so sorry for him.
So. THIS IS GOOD. Gabriel writes a note. home. thing you sense. ridiculous.]
It's not ridiculous. I'm an angel and I can sense where my home is, but I didn't think humans could.
Or is this a place you choose to be? Is it here?
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Situations back home kind of made that decision for me, in part but also... I feel like this place is home in the ways that my galaxy never felt like. [ sure, there had been Rogue One, but that had been a matter of days in a lifetime of twenty-five years, and he'd gotten to know Jyn, Cassian and K-2 far more while they'd been here. ]
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At least yours had a positive message. Be grateful.
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[ that's grumpy, and he knows it. but, well. he is. ]
Alright. I guess it's still better than what you got.
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[ There hadn't been ten literal distinct bombing runs, but.. The message of the song had been the truth. ]
I'll be trying to dig myself out of this PR nightmare for months.
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I think you ... did a nice performance?
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I never performed quite so publicly, before.
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[It's been quite embarrassing for some, but she can't help but tease a little.]
Should we expect an encore sometime?
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At least it's only occasionally we're bursting into song, instead of constantly.