Outside the Dorms; Sunday Morning

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In leui of giving his roommate and his well-protected girlfriend some privacy, Chad made his way outside and found a nice spot underneath a tree. Open guitar case spread out leisurely beside him, he cradled his bass against him as he idly plucked to the music playing through his headphones. Might as well get some practise in. He'd hate to just end up disappointing the band, or feeling that he'd just gotten in merely because he was the only bass player who auditioned. So he'd have to start getting a little more serious about it.

[[ open, though I do a disappearing act in about an hour or so, for an hour or so, then back for a bit before work ]]

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[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"I... don't think it's entirely my place to say," Pip said.

No, he wasn't just trying to cover up the fact that he got beat up by a 98-pound girl.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad nodded with an 'I see' sort of grunt, thinking he understood, and feeling grateful that Ranma had only chosen to punch him that one time and not respond in the way that whichever girl Pip had assumingly accidently offended did.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"How was your band meeting?" Pip asked, changing the subject.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Good," Chad plucked a few strings. "Gonna be really interesting." Although interesting didn't quite cover it. It wasn't like a bass player had to do much. He just had to know his part, show up, and he got to hang out on a stage with a bunch of cute girls. Best. Band. Ever.

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Pip nodded and lit a cigarette. "Good," he said as he flicked his lighter shut. "Band rules forbid you from attending jam sessions?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Strum. "Not that I'm aware of."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Good," Pip said, smiling. "Well, keep an ear open. We may be holding another rooftop jam before you know it."