Fifteenth Guitar Solo - Eddie Riggs

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

Damn it, damn-

Where is it?

[The feed starts with that lovely set of statements and what sounds like a room being pulled apart. Eventually the black berry tumbles off of the bed as Eddie yanks the blanket back.

After a brief spin, one can see Eddie looking relatively displeased and shirtless.]

Don't tell me that chick stole my shirt. Shit.

[He actually looks briefly sad at that before grumbling, moving out of frame, things being thrown around again. A stray shirt landing on the feed effectively making everything go black.]

Comments

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[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

Were they mountains?

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[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

Metaphorically yeah, dad was seven foot somethin' and my mom was apparently eight foot one.

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[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

That's even bigger than you, right?

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[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

A lot bigger.

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[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

That's amazing!

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[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[Brief chuckle on Eddie's part.] Heh, I guess. S'just my family.

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[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

My parents weren't like that....

[Then she looks dark]

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[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

Parents are parents. [Eddie shrugs a little, shifting topics at the dark look she's wearing.]

How have you and your guest been gettin' along so far?

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[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

I like him a lot!

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[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[And a bit of a smile at that.] Bitchin', glad someone's guest is workin' out.

He's been treatin' ya alright?

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[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

He showed me how to develop my own film!