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It's Been A While // Arnya

Hector couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen Arnya Estacarte. It had to have been months ago in a bar somewhere, and he had to have been plastered. That’s how it always was with Arnya; she’d pop up whenever he least excepted company, entertained him for a while, then disappeared just as soon as he started forgetting what shithole Rapture was. It was part of her charm, and the reason why he liked her so much. That air of mystery kept him guessing.

But today, the disciple decided it was his turn to be a little mysterious. Armed with a bottle of champagne, the actor whistled a cheery tune as he made his way to Arnya’s flat. It was to be an unannounced visit–that was part of the surprise–but he figured she wouldn’t mind. Nothing ever seemed to bother her, really. Even his less-than-sophisticated mannerisms never grated her like it did most. He’d always appreciated that, whether or not she knew.

Finally, as he reached the door to her luxury suite, Hector quit whistling and held a finger down on her bell.

“Specially delivery,” he called out with a grin as he heard her shuffling around inside.

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I didn’t know what else to do. So I wrote this.
Crappy first draft - I forget a few words and there’s a horrible noise from my phone vibrating a few times, but, uh… Yeah.

Dry your eyes
Leave all your fears behind
There’s no need to be afraid.
You and I
Will make it through the night
With every little spark that we have made.

You’re the rainbow in the shelter of the clouds
The cold and dark won’t hold you down
And the brightest of the colours in the sky
Created by the rain.
And even if there’s noone else around
To help you bring your colours out
I’ll be there
For you.
I’ll be the beam of light that comes to you
The tiny ray of sunshine breaking through
For you.

See the sun
See how it shines for you
No matter how the clouds will hold it back
We are young
We’re so foolish and broken
But there’s always cracks of light amongst the rain.

Every spark
Every shine of morning dew
You’ll see it all, and see it’s all for you
There is hope
All through the darkest of our times
Cuz nothing lasts forever - don’t you think they meant the bad stuff too?

You’re the rainbow in the shelter of the clouds
The cold and dark won’t hold you down
And the brightest of the colours in the sky
Created by the rain.
And even if there’s noone else around
To help you bring your colours out
I’ll be there
For you.
I’ll be the beam of light that comes to you
The tiny ray of sunshine breaking through
For you.

And if you feel you cannot find your way
You know that I’ll be there for you.
And even if your world is falling down
There’s always room in mine for you too…

You’re the rainbow in the shelter of the clouds
The cold and dark won’t hold you down
And the brightest of the colours in the sky
Created by the rain.
And even if there’s noone else around
To help you bring your colours out
I’ll be there
For you.
I’ll be the beam of light that comes to you
The tiny ray of sunshine breaking through
For you.

And if you lend me your strength
I’ll lend you mine
As long as you stay with me
I’ll be fine.
Cuz just as the sun makes the rainbow
The rainbow makes you smile
Even in the hardest of times
So if you lend me your colours
I’ll give you my light.

arnyamissesthemusic

-Smiles, noticing the air of grace about her- Well.. Rapture surely has taken a terrible turn for the worst. Safety is the biggest priority here these days. Acting? You’re an actress! How wonderful! 

Myself? Well… I have small places of safety these days but, in a familiar way to yourself, I miss Rapture the way it used to be. My mother and myself were within the Ballet; Royal Ballet dancers back topside… Everything worked, was full with an air of grace and whatnot… I do miss those days. -Smiles distantly-


Oh you’re a dancer! -she smiles and laughs- That’s where I remember you from! I saw the royal ballet back when I lived topside! Oh quite wonderful, you dancers are all so graceful. Haha a grace I could never dream of. Yes, I was, and still am darling, an actress. If you’ve ever seen a play in Fort Frolic, those are my most popular works. Down here at least.

And grace. Politeness, proper and right. It’s such a shame that’s all fallen apart down here. Well, I guess most of us in Mercury Suites are doing all right. Most is the key word. Where do you live abouts?