Beach clean up (Open)

[suchgoodluck]

In the wake of the Hydra, Siren Cove was an awful mess. Not that said description did any justice to the citizens who'd lost their lives or those currently in the hospital because of the nightmarish creature. But just as much of the town remained as damaged as its people, and Cosette, with her own minor injury thoroughly taken care of thanks to Joel, is out at the beach to help with the aftermath.

The police and firemen were there, of course, as well as various church groups and charities. Cosette had volunteered instantly, knowing she could be of assistance, especially since it was the full moon, that night, thus enabling her to make use of her ability to spread good fortune to others. Already, she had reunited lost pets with frantic owners, solved a case of a missing purse, and potentially linked together a pair of future lovers.

Now, she is sorting through scorched sand and picking up scattered debris, keeping an eye out for any who may need her aid. This close to the sea, she is tempted to take on her natural form and investigate the waters as to the cause of the Hydra. But she knows better, and so she settles for letting her hair flow loose in the wind behind her as she continues her work.

She starts to sing softly under her breath, one of her favorite arias, as she works.

(OOC: Set to after the Hydra attacks, this is Cosette's introduction post of sorts. Find her roaming the beach, picking up trash, and singing as she does so. She's friendly, so feel free to say hello!)

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[bachjones]

You're so weird. Yet in a nice way, an innocent amusing way. Bach doesn't know a lot of innocent, amusing women that he doesn't want to see naked or sleep with.

"Not a sore subject", he shrugs. "Don't know anything about him. My mother said he could spin an amazing story, so maybe that's where I get my story telling from. I'm not .. I'm not my parent, so why should I care?"

Bach chuckles. "She does love tilapia. Can we like, go right now?"

[starsfallen]

"Straight away and no stopping, until I'm feline free." She takes his hand using her good arm and starts them moving. "Come along, Bach."

"So, these stories," She continues on the conversation as they walk up the beach towards the cliff where her mansion sits. "In your songs or do you eave words elsewhere?"

[bachjones]

He'd protest the hand, the chipper attitude, the questions. But somehow ..it's nice to have someone that doesn't seem to want anything of you, only to be at the giving end.

Bach opens his mouth. "What do you mean?"

[starsfallen]

"Your story-teller soul!" The main part of the beach disappears behind them, stores and boardwalk fading as they cross onto the private section, cut alongside ocean cliffs, large mansions dotting the street above.

"Do you write your tales into songs, or are there other stories of Bach to discover?"

[bachjones]

He shakes his head, laughing. "Are you always like this roller coaster quick talking hopping around person?"

[starsfallen]

"Keeps life on its toes." They follow around a steep incline, up the rock-carved path, ocean waves in panorama on the beach below. "My existence was oh so fast paced before it took its turn. And my mind! Always occupied with lines and character mullings when not consumed by crowds and cheers and conversation. Still getting used to how it is around here again."

She smiles. "Though ask Leslie or Lou or one of the old ones here. I was always the town's firecracker growing up."

[bachjones]

"..okay. Is Leslie the Les who loves pickles? I don't know if I can talk to such a man."

He shrugs. "I tell more stories than that I live through them, I guess. I don't know much about anything, only emotions. Humans and their mistakes and hopes and dreams. Small stuff if you want to, big stuff if you recognize it."

[starsfallen]

"God, don't tell me he's still obsessed with those things! Jarred pickles, fried pickles, sliced pickles, perversely phallic pickles... I swear he once went a week eating nothing but."

They near her house and she leads him up the back stairs, carved into the stony cliffs and up to the back deck. "The world is made of emotions. The sigh of haunted wind, the anger or thunder and sorrow of rain. From our first cry to our knowing last breath." Corrine gives him a pointed look. "I'm an actress, recognizing those small must human things as the enormity that they amount to is the most important thing I can do."

Up the stairs and on the deck, Corry slides open the back glass door, leading to her foyer. In California she would never dream of leaving her home unlocked - but in Siren Cove, threats do not come in the form of thieves and stalkers.

[bachjones]

"I don't know! Riley was talking about him. Do you know Riley? Very sweet girl, amazing eyes. She saved me from a super annoying hiccup."

He's only a little impressed when they enter her house. He's seen the likes of it before, but all of it for one woman? "This is big. Where's Cinderella?"

[starsfallen]

(ooc: I swear I replied to this days ago. I think the metro cell reception ate my comment. Grrr)

"Riley?" Corrine feels a jab in her stomach at the very mention. "Oh yes, the Patron Saint of Siren Cove. We've... met."

She leads him into the sundraped living room at the center of the house. To the right it is wide open, a kitchen and dining room equally golden lit and shining with newness, a stairwell leading to the master suite. The west wing, of guest rooms and game rooms and extravagant things, is sealed off behind a closed door.

"Your fairy tale feline is through there. We've successfully avoided contact, smart thing." But when Corrine opens the door, it is clear some sort of tentative bond has been formed. In the hallway behind the door are various sized tinfoil balls, the remnants of games of a tentative friendship. Cinderella staying behind her line, chasing and batting makeshift toys tossed by Corrine. The cat was her first guest afterall. And deep-seated distaste or no, Corry is lonelier than she cares to admit.

"CAAAAT," She calls into the wing. "Your prince has arrived!"

[bachjones]

"The what?" Bach is a fool, but not a big enough one to not pick up on that. "She's been mean to you? Because I'm sure it was a misunderstanding, she's terribly .." His sentence trails off when he realizes what kind of palace he's in right now.

"Mother Mary."

It takes him a few minutes to come back to reality. "Cinderella!" He gets down on his knees and opens his arms. "Love!"

The cat's ears perk up, and a second later she's coming for him, big leaps until she's in his lap, purring like a small machine. "Cinderella. Oh God don't ever terrify me like that again, please. You stupid cat."

[starsfallen]

"No, I never said -" Corrine may be burning at the thought of this infiltrator in her life, but she is loathe to openly speak will of anyone. "Dear Bach, you could simply say we met under less than ideal circumstances."

Corry stands a bit behind Bach as the scene unfolds, stiffening at the presence of the cat, but they eye one another interest in between purrs and head butts against Bach. "Well isn't this the heartwarming reunion."

[bachjones]

"Hmhm. That's a bit of a women thing, isn't it? My mother always said that at least men are just allowed to throw around punches."
He's distracted now, finally after a long couple of weeks with distress, confusion and hurt throw at him. Cinderella's here.

"I don't know how to thank you, Corrine. Anything, anything you can think of. I'll make it happen."

[starsfallen]

Corrine only half hears him, eyeing the cat with reserved interest. She walks over to the feline in his arms, raises her hand above its head as if to stroke it, then stops abruptly. She seems to vacillate between motion and not for a solid few seconds.

"No, no. My pleasure." She wants to ask him to visit. To go out sometimes, not on dates, just as a companion. To break the monotony and the quiet. To get her a godforsaken drink a thought which she scratches right away. No, its all left unsaid. She smiles instead. "Careful there. Before you know it I'll be asking you to right music for the yet unwritten Corrine Flynn musical on the beach."

[bachjones]

"A what?" He looks up at her with a smile. "If you want to, I can do that. Although I usually write stories with music, so for the not-music parts you have .. you're not serious."

Bach gets up, Cinderella close against his chest. "Do you live here alone?"

[starsfallen]

Corry grins. He's more up for the task than she expected. "Duly noted. Though it was a joke. Mostly. It used to be my childhood forte - performing original shows by the sea here."

The shifting of the cat - and Bach, gives Corrine pause and she realizes she despises felines of all kind - even half entertain guests and why had she even entertained the notion of petting it. "Just me and mine." She rolls her eyes. "My manager is quite inflated with Hollywood lack-of-sensibility. The grander the greater."

[bachjones]

"Your who? You have a manager?" The penny drops. "You have a Hollywood manager? Shit, my moth-"

Bach focuses on Cinderella. "I guess we have to go home now."

[starsfallen]

"Have is such a strong word. But if the cat misses home..."

She tries to play off the reaction with nonchalance. "Well it does come with the professional acting territory. But she's more of a friend, really."

[bachjones]

"You're an actress? Oh, so that's why you feel familiar to me! I mean not like familiar but comfortable because I'd always see all those fa..ces." His voice trails off. "My mother reads a lot of those Hollywood people magazines."

[starsfallen]

"I did warn you about my scandals." She laughs, amused by the suddeny starstruck nature that's been so lacking since returning to Siren Cove. "Careful what you tell her, she'll want to know all the skinny on me."

[bachjones]

".. I haven't talked to her in five years." He shrugs. "Why didn't you stay there? I'm sure you made a lot of money."

[starsfallen]

She grins. "Eight for me. Sounds like we hit the jackpot on our families." Corrine plays it coy, lifting her chin and eyes. "I told you, scandals Bach dear. Isn't that enough? Just read the tabloids - 'America's Sweetheart Felled by Tragedy', 'Hollywood's Saddest Disgrace.' Besides, look at this place. I've got enough money to go around."

[bachjones]

"Oh. Yeah, I guess that isn't nice. I only got nice things when I was still playing for public. Or I guess.. they kept the less nice things away from me or something .."

Cinderella meows and claws at Corrine like she wants her to come closer. "Money is nice, definitely.. but gifts are still more fun. Hey, can I get you a pastry or something? Or do you want to come eat with us tonight?"

[starsfallen]

Corry takes a step back and stares from the cat to Bach and back, apprehension obvious in her voice. "Did I - why is she angry?"

Her eyes stay on Cinderella. "That sounds delightful, I would like that."

[bachjones]

"No, no, she isn't!" Bach takes Cinderella's paw and kisses it. "That was an invite. I swear, sometimes she's connected to me mentally or something. Did you mean the pastry or the dinner?"