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VOICEMAIL | Keiran Fitzpatrick

"H'lo, this is Keiran. I'm not around. Leave a message. Cheers!"

[Message for Keiran or his mun can be left here]

[just_muse_me] 5.5.4.

5.5.4. TEN things you're passionate about

1. My son
2. My family
3. My music
4. My job
5. My home country
6. Guinness
7. St Patrick’s Day
8. Guitar Hero on Playstation
9. Working to live, not living to work
10. Finding my true love one day

[just_muse_me] 5.8.5. New York, New York

5.8.5. New York

Co-written with phtgrphcscot

[Follows THIS and THIS]

Riley had been right. The Irishman definitely had a style of his own, and Beth liked it. Most of the audience had been glued to Tab, the petite redhead more than keeping them interested with her vocals and music. Beth, on the other hand, had been watching Keiran. She'd found herself moving to the rhythm of the songs, even enticing Riley into a bit of a dance as she enjoyed the show. She was finally letting her hair down for the first time in a long time.

It felt like ages since she'd smiled so much. When the show ended, Riley'd left her with a kiss on the cheek and went to talk to his twin sister and the boyfriend. Even the drummer made a beeline straight for a blonde. Although Riley's girlfriend wasn't here, it still seemed like Beth was suddenly in the middle of Noah's Ark.

Her lips twisted into a wry smile and her blue eyes followed Keiran as he went up to the bar...Collapse )

pullmysteth, asinthecity, notskywalker, drcampbell, doctortara referenced with permission

Word Count | 3,262

[RP with doctortara] Family Connections

Keiran sat cross-legged on the large bed beside his cousin and brushed his hand across the top of the quilt. "You can't be havin' any fun here, lassie," he noted. "Did your doc say when you could be gettin' your arse back up to the land of the livin'? You have to be gettin' that husband of yours to NYC so we can try and hook him on the tunes again. I feel like it's been ages since I've seen you. Feelin' better? How about the wee one?"

He proffered a small wrapped gift from the pocket of his leather jacket and handed it to Tara. "There, see. Don't say I don't love you t'bits, sweetheart."

[RP with asinthecity] New York, New York

Keiran hovered around near the new release section of the music store. He was a bit late, unfortunately. When he'd arrived at what he thought was the street address he'd been given, he'd found an antique clothing store at the street number. Not being familiar with New York, it had taken him ten minutes to realise he had taken a wrong turn too soon at the last block and was in the entirely wrong street. It had taken another five minutes to pull up the maps on his cell phone to realise the mistake and anothe seven minutes to run as fast as he fucking could to the right address. Another two minutes to try and get his breath back out the front of the store before deciding he was presentable enough to go inside and meet Tab Browne.

As much as he hated to admit it, a good portion of his life depended on this meeting and hopefully scoring the gig as bassist with her band. Tara had chatted happily about Tab's twin brother and how he was her husband's best friend from Scotland. The fact she needed a bass player in New York City was like the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow for Keiran. He had been looking to move from LA to the East Coast for about two months now... ever since his ex had moved the NYC with his baby son and left Kieran's joint custody arrangement defunct. It broke his heart being unable to be with his baby boy and when Tara's phone call came, it was all he could do not to cry in disbelief.

Which is why he was nervous right now when he normally didn't harbour a nervous disposition. He cleared his throat and picked up the latest Coldplay CD. He'd just asked the worker at the counter if he could speak to Tab and she told him to hang around while she got her. If she ever wanted to see him now, considering how late he was.

[MEME] Music of life

How this works: Pick a band/musician and answer the questions with song titles by the band/musician you chose.

Band/Musician: U2

Who are you?
Fortunate Son

Are you male or female?
Stories For Boys

How do you live your life?
Two Shots of Happy, One Shot of Sad

How do you see yourself?
Conversation On a Barstool

How do others see you?
Bass Trap

How are you feeling?

How do you love?
I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

Who do you love?
Sweetest Thing

Where do you wish you were?
The Three Sunrises

What is your advice?
Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own