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Holodeck 2- Musical Explorations

Posted Dec. 14, 2018, 1:58 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vora Zorell (Scientist) (Lindsay B)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vora Zorell (Scientist) in Holodeck 2- Musical Explorations

Posted by Lieutenant Siennadye Nox (Counselor) in Holodeck 2- Musical Explorations

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vora Zorell (Scientist) in Holodeck 2- Musical Explorations

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Moving to the piano, Vora all but scowled. “Teenagers…” she muttered. “It’s up and down. Enough said,” she added with a small laugh.

Tentatively, she began playing the opening sequence to a song that she had learned recently. It wasn’t ‘rock’, but it was forming a part of her new repertoire. “Would you believe I’ve either written or found a song that sums up every major relationship I’ve ever been in?”

Lt. (j.g) Zorell, Sciences

Siennadye smiled a little and sat down to listen to Vora begin to play the song. The sound was beautiful, haunting. “I would believe that some people have the incredible talent of writing their life into music, even more astounding is writing something that they have never experienced into a piece of music that somehow touches us with something we too have never experienced. Either way, translating music to connect with the soul is a talent I only wish I could have. I just play it.”

Nox, CNS

“I’ve learned not everyone can play or sing, either, so I think you can be proud of being able to play,” Vora said thoughtfully. “My writing is sketchy at best though, so I’m happy enough singing the words others have written, even if they don’t 100% match my experiences. I learned after awhile that it doesn’t much matter. Sometimes close enough is enough.”

Cycling the song back to the beginning, Vora took a deep breath, marked her timing and then began to sing:

Close enough to start a war
All that I have is on the floor
God only knows what we’re fighting for
All that I say, you always say more

I can’t keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb, I can’t breathe

It was hard to describe the first time she had heard this song and that particular last line. It was one of the truest things she had ever known, and even now her near perfect memory cut create the physical sensation on her chest of what that line had presented in reality for her.

So I won’t let you close enough to hurt me
No, I won’t ask you, you to just desert me
I can’t give you, what you think you gave me
It’s time to say goodbye to turning tables, yes
To turning tables

Under haunted skies I see you
Uuh, and when love is lost, your ghost is found
I braved a hundred storms to leave you
As hard as you try, no I will never be knocked down

Her eyes had slipped closed during that verse as she remembered everything it had taken to break free of Roquan. Things that even today she hadn’t fully given herself credit for. That was most likely because they had cost her dearly in one way or another and that reality was as painful as staying would have been. At least she was alive. That had once been a rather dubious outcome.

‘Cause I can’t keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb, I can’t breathe

So I won’t let you close enough to hurt me, no
I won’t ask you, you to just desert me
I can’t give you, what you think you gave me
It’s time to say goodbye to turning tables, yes
To turning tables

Her expression shifted to match the intensity and forcefulness of the bridge and it was probably here where it showed clearly that the truth of the song resonated clearly with her.

Next time I’ll be braver
I’ll be my own saviour
When the thunder calls for me
Next time I’ll be braver
I’ll be my own saviour
Standing on my own two feet

So I won’t let you close enough to hurt me, no
I won’t ask you, you to just desert me
I can’t give you, what you think you gave me
It’s time to say goodbye to turning tables, yes
To turning tables
Turning tables, yeah.

As the final key was played, Vora became still, letting the music sit with her for a moment. She even momentarily forgot that Sienna was even there. She rarely played music in public and this whole music group thing was a chance for her to push herself in small ways to stop being so comfortable with being less than she was. But she couldn’t sing songs that didn’t have meaning for her, even if they were more fun and not entirely true to her experience. The problem then became that the songs she did sing were so heartfelt that she felt every emotion and that could leave her almost breathless. It was the consequence for having her experiences etched so deeply on her heart. It was the epitome of being vulnerable and while it was one thing to do so here with Nox, it was quite another to do so in front of a crowd.

Lt. (j.g) Zorell, Sciences

OOC: Oops, forgot the credit/link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cbazHYqAW-s ~L


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