"Yes, but…he's a succubus. That means that if he wanted to…he could have destroyed my mind and… basically turned me into a mindless, uhm…sex slave." Alex blushed a little bit, looking away. "And he didn't. Just…got me addicted and…" He shrugged. "I don't know."
“I know what he coulda done, Alex.” Danny snorted. “That doesn’t make him any much of a better dude, though. I don’t get a pat on the back for not murderin’ someone, he doesn’t get one for not being a total fucking perverted asshole.”
Alex sighed. "I'm not giving him a pat on the back! I'm just…I don't know." He shrugged helplessly. In all honesty, his mind was probably still at least a little bit affected by what Keats had done. Which was probably why he was making these excuses, saying "it wasn't that bad".
“Alright, alright. I’ll back off for now. Just take care of yourself, alright? This dude’s clearly still in your head. Just.. be gentle.” Danny bit the tip of his tongue, picking his guitar back up and plucking a few notes.
"Alright. Sorry." Alex said, looking down at his hands and trying to figure out what to say or do. Or…or anything.
“Don’t gotta be sorry.” Danny responded plainly, although his tone was gentle. He glanced at the neck of his guitar. “You like Nirvana?”
Alex looked up. "Oh. Uhm. I am ashamed to admit it, but I don't think I've ever actually…listened to them before."
“Don’t gotta be ashamed, man. Good music, though. I’d recommend it, yeah.” Danny quietly played a few chords, his fingers seemingly moving without thought. “This is.. The Man Who Sold the World. Originally Bowie, but I like Nirvana’s cover better, I think. Maybe ‘cause I heard it first.” He shrugged, still playing.
Alex nodded a little, and went quiet, listening to Danny playing. He ran a hand through his hair again, still surprised at its new shortness.
“I’m trying to think.. I don’t know what songs we’re playing tonight, ha- normally we just get up there and wing it, but for some reason I’m feeling a little nervous about this set..” Danny shook his head, unsure of why he was feeling this way and trying to ignore it. “It’ll probably be a lot of covers tonight.”
Alex nodded. "Are you nervous because the drummer's missing?" He asked, looking at Danny carefully.
“…Yeah, that’s probably it. Sucks, ‘cause he’s like.. half of my impulse control.” Danny laughed, still picking out the song.
Alex laughed a little bit. "Mm." He chuckled softly, running a hand through his hair.
Danny sang along softly as he played, trying to push his nerves away and focus on the song instead. His voice was quiet, and it was clear that he was trying to sing lower than his normal high-pitches singing. It wasn’t bad, but he gave up after a few seconds anyways.
Alex listened quietly. He cocked his head a little when Damian stopped, studying the other male a little bit.
“Agh, I gotta stop trying to lower my voice. Swear to god, I did that when I first started ‘cause I wanted to sound cooler, or somethin’, I guess? It was a bad idea.” Danny laughed, strumming a couple chords absently.
Alex chuckled. "There are voice exercises that you can do, though. To help lower it." He pointed out.
Danny nodded, pushing his hair out of his face. “Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m fine with my voice now, though.”
Alex nodded. "Alright." He replied, shrugging his shoulders a little.
“Plus, I kinda made a little bit of a name around here ‘cause of it, y’know? It’d be weird for me to change it now.” Danny snorted, starting up a different song.
(I won't be super active tonight, sorry)
Alex chuckled. "Yeah. I get it. It's like…you're signature?" He shrugged a little bit.
(no problem! i have some prop-making to do anyway, lmao)
“I guess so, yeah!” Danny chirped, nodding his head. “That’s a good way to put it.”
(lmao)
Alex grinned. "Mm." he nodded a little, and stretched.
“God, what should I play- oh! You know DIO? Band?” Danny’s eyes lit up, remembering some of the first songs he had learned.
"Uhm. No?" Alex replied slowly, looking over at Danny and relaxing again. "Sorry."
“Nah? Alright, alright. What do y’know, ‘cause somethin’ tells me we don’t listen to the same shit.” Danny laughed, raking his nails up and down the guitar’s neck.
"Uh. Musicals, obviously. Imagine Dragons. Whatever happens to play on the radio, more musicals, movies, more musicals, uhm…" He shrugged slightly.
Danny nodded slightly. “Right.. so nothing I’d listen to then.” He mentally flipped through the songs he knew, going quiet. “Queen? You gotta know Queen, bare minimum.”
"Oh! Yeah I love Queen!" He replied with a grin.
“At least there’s that.. I really only have Killer Queen memorized, though.” Danny nodded, beginning to play the first couple chords. “Just wanna play somethin’ you’ll know, y’know?”