Love of Music Between Two People (Serenity)

[Cody Thompson]

Cody sat outside the Pegasus Stable playing the acoustic guitar. He had been out there since the morning and so far it had been an extremely slow day out there. The air had a slight chill to it, which didn't bother the young boy. At least not much anyways. Besides, if he had to he would go to the cabin and just grab his jacket. But as long as he was sitting out here, his body had already gotten used to the temperature. He looked up from the strum of the last note. There was still almost no one out here.

He shook his head and bit his lower lip as he looked back down at the guitar on his hand. This sickness was getting out of hand. The people on the quest, or about to go on the quest he really wasn't sure, needed to hurry it up already. Luckily there still hadn't been any deaths, which he was grateful for. But of course, the one that was closest to dying, at least that was what everyone else was saying. He hoped it wasn't true. She was a very nice girl.

He sighed and strummed all the strings down creating a soft note that seemed to pierce through the air. Then he started playing again. This time he sang along with the guitar. He started to sing Everybody's Got Somebody But Me.

"I wish the couple on the corner would just get a room.
Seems like everyone around me is on their honeymoon.
I'd love to take a pin to a heart shaped balloon.
Everybody's got somebody but me.

Well I don't know how I landed on this movie set.
It's like a casting call to 'Romeo and Juliet'.
I never would have noticed if we'd never met
But everybody's got somebody but me.

And I miss you
Without you I just don't fit in.
I know we're through
But I'm wishing we could try it again.

I hear love songs playing on the radio
And people slow dancing everywhere I go.

Well I'm a good slow dancer but you'd never know
'Cause everybody's got somebody but me.

Everybody's got somebody

And I miss you
Without you I don't fit in.
I know we're through
But I'm wishing we'd try it again.

Sitting here lonely at a table for two
Watching lovers being lovers in the corner booth.
Seems like even cupid don't know what to do
Everybody's got someone but me.

Yeah I don't know if I'll ever find another you.

But everybody's got somebody but me."

He stopped there with a little smile. In a way he did feel that way. A lot of people were couples here at camp, and although he had some really good friends, some girls. But he wanted someone who could be there. No, he wasn't talking love or anything like that; he didn't think he could fall in complete love. But sure he wanted someone to talk to that he couldn't tell to others. He looked around for a moment, a couple more people had walked by now, and some had stopped to listen but now were walking away. His hands randomly played notes on the guitar not in any particular order, or rhythm.

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WORDS . 543
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[Serenity Grace Derion]

Did Serenity ever visit anywhere else? Once again, the unclaimed demi-goddess found herself in the Pegasus stables. The cabins were far too crowded, and there was nothing that she hated more than fighting. The Arts and Crafts area was nice, but the mute girl was never able to make anything outside of instruments. Everywhere else was just far too loud for her comfort, but the stables were peaceful and quiet.

Except for today, of course. One boy had found himself a spot outside and was holding a performance for all of the campers who walked by. It was almost like the street musicians who played for change in town, but this boy seemed to be much more talented than any of them. There was no question he was the son of either Apollo or one of the muses. He was far more gifted than that.

Serenity herself expected to be the daughter of one of the nine goddesses. At first she had thought that Apollo might be her father, but she couldn't stand the idea of her father not being the man who had raised her since she was a baby.

Just as the boy was finishing his song, she peeked her head out of the doors behind him. Several other campers applauded him and moved on, but Serenity stayed to see if he was going to play more. She wished that she had a bit of money to tip him... perhaps a drachma, even, but her pockets were empty. Instead, she sat next to him and smiled, waiting for him to continue his performance.

[Cody Thompson]

Cody strummed a couple notes, tuning it down a little bit. It had been a little bit higher than he liked. But when he saw a movement next to him out of the corner of his eyes he turned his head. A girl with blonde hair was sitting next to him. She smiled at him but didn't say anything. He believed she looked vaguely familiar but he couldn't place a name. Shrugging his shoulders in his mind, not in reality, he held out his hand. "Hello there. Cody Thompson. Son of Melpomene. And who might you be?" He waited for her to shake his hand before looking at his guitar for a moment.

The silence after their names was broken by a drachma being dropped into Cody's lap. He raised an eyebrow before looking up to see the little girl with a smile on her face. He smiled back and shook his head. Taking the drachma, he dropped it back into her hand and closed her fingers around it. "No thank you. My payment is the smiles you and others get from me playing little one."

[/b] He watched as the little girls smile grew before she ran off to catch up with her friends. He grinned and sighed. It was true. He would rather people smile than pay him back. This camp could always use some cheering up thanks to the sickness.

He looked to the blonde to see her reaction towards it. Vaguely he wondered why she was mute, but he didn't want to ask least he would be seen as rude. He didn't want that. No matter how curious he was. Perhaps, if they became good friends, she would tell him. "Any particular choice of song you would like to hear?"

He held the guitar by the neck and waited for it to shrink back down to the guitar pick before turning back to her. "Do you play any instruments?" He questioned. He had changed his pick back in case she wanted a particular song that had one strong instrument that he would play, but maybe if she played an instrument, he could let the pick change to that one so she could play it. Then he could sing. Heck! Maybe if she played they could start a band. He smiled to himself thinking of how great that would be. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

TAGGED . Serenity
WORDS . 412
NOTES . Oh my god! I'm sorry! This was totally done but I think I accidentally deleted it then forgot D:
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[Serenity Grace Derion]

Serenity took the boy's hand, but shook her head. She wasn't able to answer, and it made her feel terrible, but he seemed to understand. She drew her name in the dirt in front of them and smiled. Cody was the son of a muse. She was glad to hear that, and wished she knew who her mother (or father, though she surely hoped it wasn't Apollo or any other male god).

A little girl appeared in front of them, drawing Serenity's attention. The girl's eyes shimmered as she listened, and Sere gave her a warm smile as well. Even she was impressed by the boy's gift, but who was able to compete with a muse but another muse? Even Apollo's children didn't have as much musical ability as a muses.' The nine muses were far more specialized in music, but Apollo also had the sun and his medicines to focus on. After the child returned to her friends, Serenity turned back to Cody, expecting more. When he asked her what song to play, she thought for a moment, but before she could start to write anything in the sand he had asked her about her own musical ability.

If there was a gift she had, it was rhythm and music. She was a virtuoso demi-goddess, but that still didn't make her feel loved by her parent, who had yet to claim her. What sort of musical god would want a child who couldn't even talk, much less sing?

Serenity pushed her thoughts back and nodded, fascinated by Cody's little contraption. She would love to have a guitar pick that could change at will. Perhaps he got it when he was claimed? Did a lot of demi-gods get a special gift when they were claimed?

The guitar felt familiar in her hands, even though it wasn't her own. She strummed at each string and closed her eyes. Her left hand flew up and down the neck while her right hand strummed a quick paced rhythm. A smile spread across her face and she opened her eyes. Looking down at her fingers, she began to play chords familiar to her, but most likely unfamiliar to anyone else. It was a song her father had used to sing to her. It was one he had written himself before he died.

Her smile faded as she kept playing the song, and when she finished, she paused, staring at the ground in front of her. She didn't know what to say (even if she was able to say something at all.), but that was HER song.

[Cody Thompson]

When she didn't speak for a little bit, Cody got confused. But as she wrote her name in the sand he smiled. Serenity. It was a nice name. Peaceful. Of course that is what Serenity meant anyways. "Well nice to meet you." He said with a grin. Then the whole little girl and drachma had happened.

When he asked about her musical ability, he watched as she thought something over. He paused for a minute before handing her the pick. He wasn't sure if it would change for her. Other people had tried and it didn't work for them. But who knew, maybe it would work. He was surprised when it did turn into a guitar.

His eyes widened for a moment before realization hit him. If she was unclaimed, it could mean she was related to him. He would have to test out his theory by giving the guitar pick to another child of a muse. They were all so talented with some sort of music and dance. More so than the Apollo, but of course he would never say that.

She started playing a couple chords and don't those cords turned into a song. And it was a beautiful song. The guitar seemed to hum underneath her fingers and for a moment he wondered how long she had been playing. It seemed like she had been playing for awhile.

When the song came to an end, he sat in silence for a minute trying to think of what to say. "Wow. That was beautiful. Did you write it?" He looked at her with a smile and took the guitar back. It shifted into a harmonica. While he waited for her to write in the dirt, since he didn't know any other way for them to communicate, he played a simple tune. The one that was most famously played on harmonicas.

His blew into it softly and his hands moved over it to the right positions. He loved instruments. Instruments of all kinds. And he loved that he was able to play all of them. There was something peaceful about it all. It was a great thing. It allowed him to feel free and show his true emotions. After a couple seconds though he stopped. "So you play guitar. Do you play anything else?" Curiosity always got the best of him and he would ask questions. That was just him and he hoped she didn't mind. He also wondered if there was another way for them to talk.

Him speaking and her writing in the dirt was kind of time consuming. If only he knew sign language. But then again, he wasn't sure if she knew it. But if she was always mute, then she probably did. Or he was pretty good at reading lips. So maybe she could just lip talk. But then curiosity started getting a hold of him again and he wondered why she was mute. But he couldn't ask that. That would be way to rude and intrusive.

TAGGED . Serenity
WORDS . 518
NOTES . None
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[Serenity Grace Derion]

Cody seemed overly impressed with her, and she didn't know if he was faking it or not. Why would a muse's son be impressed with her? He was practically a god of music himself, yet he showed interest when the pick seemed to change for her as well. Did it not do that for anybody who wished to use it?

Had she written the song? Serenity solemnly shook her head and handed over the guitar. She picked up the stick and erased her name, replacing it with the word "dad." It was a long story, one she hadn't told anybody... for obvious reasons. Another smile crossed her face when she was asked about other instruments. She gently reached for his harmonica and it flashed from a harmonica to a flute, bagpipes, and then finally to a harp.

Slowly, she brushed her fingers across the strings and played a simple verse of Greensleeves, a popular song for the harp, which was a not-so-popular instrument, nowadays. She paused, wishing that she knew of another way to talk. Was it possible that their music link could be made into a special form of communication? A siren was able to create illusions in the mind using music, what was to say that she couldn't learn to do the same thing?

She changed the harp back into a pick and smiled. Nobody had ever seemed so interested in her before, and she couldn't help but like the attention. She hoped that didn't mean that it was going to go to her head...

[Cody Thompson]

When she handed him the guitar, he watched as she erased her name and wrote dad. Cody nodded his head. "I understand. My dad wrote a couple songs too. Before he..." He trailed off. He knew she would probably understand. She seemed like a smart girl. When she reached for the harmonica, he handed it to her. He smiled as it flashed between a flute, bagpipes, and a harp.

He had never played those three before. He knew he would have to now at some time. He had just forgotten about them. He thought she was going to give it back, but then her fingers started picking at the harps strings and another song was played. He recognized the song, but couldn't think of the name. Just as he was about to figure it out, she paused and the pick changed back and she handed him it.

He willed it to change back into a acoustic guitar and his fingers strummed a couple chords before they just started playing of their own accord. He turned to look at her for a moment. "So what kind of music are you into? Country, classics, pop, hip-hop?" He knew the list could go on and on. But he turned to her waiting for her to answer. Even if she had to write a long list.

His fingers started playing a slightly older song. But this time he didn't sing along to it. He smiled as the familiar notes of Who Are You When I'm Not Looking started playing softly. Blake Shelton was a great country singer. At least Cody thought so. And the fact that he and Miranda Lambert got married, it was just perfect. He started singing it in his head and didn't realize that he had started to hum it slightly.

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WORDS . 311
NOTES . So he should ask to start the band right?
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[Serenity Grace Derion]

Serenity reached out and squeezed Cody's hand and she offered him a warm smile. It seemed as if he had been through something similar to her. In fact, it seemed as if they had a lot in common. The two were so similar, Serenity had to wonder if they were destined to meet on the steps today.

She smiled as she played, and when the song had ended, she looked up at him. Serenity couldn't help but let out a low, melodious chuckle, one of the few things her voice was still able to do, and shook her head. That was probably the hardest question she could have been asked. Honestly, there wasn't a type of music that she didn't like... artists and songs, maybe, but no specific genre. To that she just gave a shrug and nodded a general yes to his list.

He began to play another familiar song and she smiled, pulling out the flute that she always kept with her. She began to play along. It was odd hearing the flute in a song where there wasn't one, but she kept the tone low and deep so that it blended well with the acoustics of his guitar. He was humming now, and a smile crossed her lips as they played. It was as if this entire scenario was natural for the both of them. Perfect harmony, yet they had never played together before.

Notes: Indeed he should. ^_^

[Cody Thompson]

Cody smiled at her as she took his hand and squeezed it. It was nice talking to someone and playing with someone who had similar experiences. It was sort of weird how similar they were. How it almost felt like the Fates had pushed them together. Maybe they were supposed to help each other in some way?

When she answered his question about what genre's and stuff with a nod, he grinned. She was even more like him now. He liked anything pretty much too. Sure he played a lot of country, but that didn't mean that he liked playing other music occasionally too. Country was just his roots.

Then they started playing. Well he started and she joined in. From out of basically nowhere he heard the deep sound of a flute. And when he turned to her to see her playing it, how eyes shone with happiness they were pretty much perfect together. Well music wise. They stayed on the same tempo and played the same deep tune. It was great to be this in sync with someone who seemed to love music as much as he did.

As the song came to an end, he strummed the last note and stayed silent for a moment. He had an idea. And crazy one, but it would be cool if it could work. The guitar turned back into the blue pick and he stuck it in his pocket before turning towards Serenity. "How would you feel about starting a band with me? This camp could use some cheering up and a band might just work. We could hold auditions for other members as well if you would like?"

Other players would be good. Sure he could play every instrument, but not all at once. Maybe this is why they met today. Maybe they were supposed to start a band and cheer up the melancholy state Camp Half-Blood was in. If she actually went through with it, he had no doubt that it would be a success.

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WORDS . 343
NOTES . Hope that's fine ^.^
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[Serenity Grace Derion]

Serenity enjoyed playing with someone else for once. She had been in a school band once before, but nobody had liked playing with her because the instructor had taken a special shine to her skill. Their teasing had forced her to quit and practice in private lessons, but it was nice to be able to play with another again. Someone who had just as much of a gift in music as she did.

Cody wanted to start a band. For a moment, Serenity was skeptical. As shy as she was, she made a great performer because she got lost in her music. Unfortunately, she wondered who would be willing to play with two muses' children? Of course, the camp seemed rather dreary and could use a bit of cheering up. Perhaps it would be worth a try?

She smiled at him and nodded, slipping her flute away. Auditions might work. If they had people actually show up, then it would boost her morale about the band idea. Surely a couple Apollo kids would be interested. Perhaps even some that weren't from a musical parentage would be interested.

Notes: I think you should start the other thread. I mean, Serenity can't announce anything, lol.