[color=yellow][h2][center]♪♫♪ Cecilia "Cici" Taylor ♪♫♪[/center][/h2][/color]
[color=yellow][h3][center]Location: Central City[/center][/h3][/color]
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Well, it wasn't the kind of gig Cici was used to going to, but it had been pretty good. Forte seemed to have enjoyed it, as had the Swablu, who had spent most of the evening perched on Cici's shoulder, looking hungrily at her snacks even though she'd been given plenty of her own.

[color=yellow]"Yep! We all did,"[/color] she said with a grin. Despite the dark sky, she wasn't all that tired yet. Staying up late was something she was used to - or rather, it was something she'd once been used to. Apart from the occasional times she played alone, she hadn't had much of a reason to stay up recently, until now. [color=yellow]"Hey, Dulcet, did you like it?"[/color] The Swablu on her shoulder chirped her approval at Tommy.

[color=yellow]"Ah well..."[/color] She decided she'd keep her story short. [color=yellow]"I used to do what you do. As in, play in a band. But things didn't turn out too well, so I guess you could call this making a fresh start."[/color] She let her gaze drift towards the distant mountains for a moment before continuing. [color=yellow]"Besides, I thought playing gigs would give me a chance to travel... Being a trainer will, at least."[/color]

As she walked beside Tommy, she wondered what she'd do in the morning, and where she'd go. Oh well, she didn't have to plan just yet, and it also depended on what Tommy wanted to do. They'd both figure something out.