thewildone | 29th Note

CURT!!!

[omg excitement. He needs video to communicate his excitement, so:]

[Video]
If y' don't remember, I'll come and fetch you, what d'you mean flying saucer, you didnae see one, did you? Cos that'd be brilliant, a proper one! I've learned the names for all sorts of chords now, y'know! How long were you gone, then, I mean, cos it wasnae that long here and I knew you were coming back, but you're no eighty or something, now?

The harpies left, anyway.

No, I'm not eighty. It's been like...a year though. More than that. And I did see a flying saucer, it was really bright and stuff and the kid seemed too see it too even though we were on different stuff so...yeah I guess it wasn't really there but that's weird.

[Curt's voice is rough and slow enough it's clear he's had a long night.]

Yeah, I'm by the fountain. Well, a little bit in the fountain, if you wanna get technical.

Christ, a year, really? Anyway, if y'both saw it, how d'you know it wasnae real?!

[But. Okay. He can get the hint of wanting to not sit in a fountain after drugs and aliens.]

At least it's spring now, aye? Gimme a few minutes.

[Action]
[Campbell is not the sort to waste time, or least not the sort to be slow about anything, which means he's booked it to the fountain in record time, smiling and waving exuberantly in case maybe Curt forgot what he looked like or something.]

Hey! Hi!

Well, I guess it could have been...

[Action]
[Curt is sitting with his feet in the fountain, still, because it's kind of nice. He is kind of hard to miss because he's managed to be in a shirt and it happens to be leopard print.]

Hey. [He grins, and then yawns.]

You missed my birthday party, we went to a club. It's okay, though, as long as we're still doing the band thing, are we? We're in Building 10 if y' want t' get back now. Nice shirt, by the way.

Yeah, the band thing, definitely. [Yawn] And yeah, I should probably sleep eventually.

You didn't happen to find a drummer, did you?

Come on, then. [Campbell starts walking in an apartmently direction.] We havenae found one yet, I don't think. Think I'd know. But I dunno, Stephen's in charge of that stuff.

[Curt follows, looking around a lot. It feels like he's been gone a long time, after all.] Well, anyway, it's nice to know there's still a band...so besides the harpies leaving and you having your birthday, has much else happened?

Everyone but me had clones a bit ago, and the ticking's stopped, and there were weird cherry blossom butterflies, and someone else Scottish showed up! [These are all clearly very important things, Campbell. He turns to walk backwards facing Curt for a moment, pushing his hair back from his face.]

Anything interesting happen wi' you? Other than the UFO, I mean, write any new songs?

A whole bunch actually. I ran into Jack Fairy in Berlin and we ended up making a record together. Also, my...also, Brian Slade faked his own assassination in front of an audience and kind of just disappeared it was months before the truth got out, so that was...something.

Oh, uh...I dunno either of those. Are they rockstars? Hell of a publicity stunt, though!!!

Yeah...I was on tour with Brian for a while. We were close, until things totally feel apart.

[He looks away for a moment and lights a cigarette. It feels complicated, talking about Brian.]

I don't really think it was one. I mean, a lot of people think it was and it just backfired but I think he actually was trying to kill off his career as a way out.

[Campbell raises his eyebrows and nods. He gets it. Or he thinks he does, and he is pretty sure he does.] People are tricky.

[And now Curt smoking has made Campbell crave a cigarette so he is just going to...dig in his various pockets, searching for where he's got a pack. Somewhere.

Now, as for the killing his career bit, THAT he doesn't get at ALL.]

How'd he ever want t' get out?! Being a rock star's brilliant!

[He finally finds the packet and starts trying to light his own cigarette, looking perturbed.]

A lot of the time, sure, but sometimes it gets out of control. Like...when you're famous it's like everybody knows you, only it's not really you it's this persona...but they think that that's you and sometimes it starts to feel more real that your real self. And everyone's watching you and everyone loves you, but at the same time they'd be just as entertained by watching you self-destruct.

Hmm. [Campbell thinks about this as he finally manages to light up.] Nah, I still reckon I'd rather be loved by everyone at all. Everyone does the second bit already. Different for different folk, though, eh? So the Brian guy....is he hiding for good?

Well, I've kind of intentionally built a lot of my act around being wild and unpredictable and literally bleeding on stage occasionally, but the ideal is to not actually self-destruct, just stay by that edge, and I know I always get too close.

[He shrugs. It's not something he's used to trying to discuss honestly, but it is something he things about a lot.]

I dunno, I mean, I thought maybe he'd come to the concert since it was kind of in his honor, but I guess not. And Mandy hasn't seen him since she brought him the divorce papers, so who knows what hole he's crawled into.

[Campbell makes a sort of shrugging, dismissive open-palmed motion with his hands.] Ah, well, mad's better than not mad.

He coulda been there incognito?

Brian was never very good at being incognito, but yeah it's possible. I guess I was hoping I'd actually see him and...I don't know what I thought would happen, but I guess I was just hoping.

[This is a little bit outside of Campbell's knowledge base so he takes a drag on his cigarette. Oh well. If you can't think of anything helpful to say, just say SOMETHING.]

Aye, well, there's still time. Besides, man like him, abandoning everybody, you don't need him. It doesnae mean he still couldnae show up, though. Who knows?

Doesn't really matter, anyway. I'm here now and that was my other life. And I remember it was a life I was starting to really like.

That's good! I like it here too!

[Aaaaand here they are, Building 7.]

I'm glad you're back, my man, I've been dead bored in the wee hours with everyone else asleep.

Good to have you back, man. How was the real world?

It was all right, I guess. Just had a really great show tonight.

That's awesome, man. Play with anyone good?

There were a whole bunch of glitter acts, celebrating the "Death of Glitter." The Flaming Creatures give a really good performance and Jack Fairy did kind of tribute to Brian Slade...except I remember most other those names not meaning much to people here, but yeah, it was pretty good and not as depressing as it sounds, I guess.

Maybe they're alternate-universe versions of musicians I know. It seems to work like that a lot here.

I think that's very possible.

[Sudden subject change! Because he kind of figured out his alternate-universe version a few months after coming to the City and it's still weird and trippy even for him.]

How have things been with you? Campbell claims to be able to play multiple chords now.

Well, we both know he already could. He just needed to get more confident.

[Okay, here he goes. TIME FOR A FEELING.]

Uh, it's really awesome you're back. It really wasn't the same around here without you.

[MANLY COUGH-NOISE]

I'm glad to be back. Well, I'm tired and sort of...wet, but, you know, it's cool. Also maybe still a little high.

[Pause.]

I bet things were booooriiiing without me.

I don't know if anything's ever boring in The City.

But... yeah a bit.

Well, I try to be fun not-boring.

And successfully, man.

Oh, hey. You're the guy that lives with Campbell, right? [As he's cleverly deduced by listening to his post.]

Nice bed.

Yeah, that's me.

Uh...thanks?

No problem.

Although between you and me, I'm not too sure he changed the sheets between me borrowing it and you getting back here. So, you may want to think about doing that at some point.

Yeah, okay. Not a priority right now.

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