Karaoke Night [OPEN]

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 Between nearly killing himself trying to help people and his talk with Nathan, Peter was exhausted. Even with his upbeat demeanor, it was hard to not say he felt stressed. His flight-breaks no longer helping, he decided he needed to take a few hours. He found himself at the sensoriums, a place he had heard talked about like the holodeck from Star Trek. As he walked in, it was a blank room. He closed his eyes and thought to himself. 

I just need a way to relax.

He suddenly heard music, and opened his eyes to what appeared to be a high class nightclub, but filled with the strangest creatures he had ever seen, even since arriving on the ship. Behind the bar, a green-skinned redhead with horns, more conspicuous for his paisley shirt and purple ascot, was trying to get his attention.  

"Hey, kiddo, didn't you hear them call your name?" The demon said, smiling. "You're up, bubbulah. Don't worry, I picked a good song for you." Peter eyed him warily. Wherever this place had come from, it was not his head. But decided not to question it, and went to stand in front of a karaoke machine on stage. He picked up the mike and saw the song, and smiled. He loved this song. EVERYONE loved this song. Luckily, a few years in boy's choir had given him a sense of tune, and puberty had left him with a decent tenor. So, he began to sing. 

o/` I can't fight this feeling any longer,
      And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow... o/` 

That was all it took. As if suddenly injected with 100 ccs of pure rock ballad awesome, Peter closed his eyes and began letting the music take him, eventually rocking out. He had forgotten what it was like, honestly. Forgotten the fun of just letting go and having fun. And as he finished up the REO Speedwagon classic, breathing heavily and feeling alive, he wished he hadn't. 

But then he opened his eyes to notice more than just his holographic audience had filtered into the "club". 

"Uh... Next?" He said as he hastily replaced the mike and went to get a holo-beer. 

That was embarrassing.  He could only hope someone would follow him up and make it slightly less so.

[ooc: Start a subthread with your character approaching the stage and singing a song. Characters can react to other's performances even if they aren't singing themselves. And any song you'd like, Lorne has the entire mutliverse on karaoke. I'm not asking, and neither should you.]

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"Wasn't the Devil," Dean muttered in between sips of his beer. He should be so lucky that Lilith was claiming his ass then, and not like Satan trying to claim his brother's ass now.

He studied Peter for a moment, "Yeah? Demons AND angels do that too." Especially angels.

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Peter looked at Dean, seeing that they were alike, as Lorne had said.

"The thing about wanting to be a hero..." He said, in response to Dean's comment of demons and angels," Is that it's never as cut and dry as they make it in the comics." This was something Peter had learned in spades over his four years.

"Honestly? It's not the deals you make, it's the reasons you make them."

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"Yeah? Preaching to the choir here. I know exactly how it is. Been doing this most of my life." And he really meant that. He was raised into the life of hunting and being on the road.

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Peter now really understood what Lorne had said earlier.

"Well, then, at least you know you have someone else here who's at least trying to get you." Peter said as he raised his glass. "To the brothers who do bad things that we protect." It was a bold statement, but Dean and Lorne had given Peter so much to work with.

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Dean lifted his bottle knowingly, adding, "May we always do so, and knock some needed sense into them."

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Peter hated to admit it as much as Dean, but he felt glad Lorne had wound up introducing them.

"Amen to that, man. Amen to that."