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The woodwinds in her collection were for noodling mostly, and the violin was for memory of her family, but when Curnen really wanted to play she turned again and again to her guitar. This would probably always be her best instrument. It was the first of the month, she’d been here over a year, and it was probably a check-in day. So she sat on the lawn with her instrument in her lap, sending out a subtle magic to call anyone stranded in their little world this way.

At one point, though, she set aside the guitar and turned her face to the sky. For just a few minutes she required a different kind of magic.

It had been a week now since Scanlan had vanished in the battle. And Pike, too, though Curnen honestly couldn’t have cared less about her going away if she tried. Still. The two of them were family to people very dear to her, people who missed them. And Scanlan had been her friend. You marked something like that with a song.

Of all the money that e'er I had
I spent it in good company
And all the harm that e'er I've done
Alas, it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of wit
To memory now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all

It was a traditional Irish goodbye, a farewell to friends said with love, drinking, well wishes, and the hope of meeting again. She couldn’t think of a better one for the occasion. And as she sang she twined her magic into her voice in a new way, sending the song to any ears that needed it, ears of those who knew and missed the departed. Not all of them might understand it, not all of them knew what she was, but she didn’t particularly care about that right now. The song was more important than the hiding.

Once the last note had dissipated she picked up her guitar again and resumed her work. If there were anybody out there, they had to know where to go.

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"Public performances?" Maria said practically with stars in her eyes. "Can anyone perform at the bar?"

Curnen tried not to let her smile turn indulgent, but the enthusiasm really was rather sweet. "Anybody who's got a mind to, yeah. Crowd's never that big 'round here, which has its ups and downs."

"The only time I've played in a big crowd was when I went to Vegas with my friends," She replied. "Otherwise it's usually karaoke at the dive bar down the street. So I'm not used to glamorous by any means."

Maria smiled, but shrugged.

"Maybe this way I can really focus on music for a while without all the other crap in my life getting in the way." She said.

"It's what I'm doing," Curnen agreed, looking at the guitar in her lap. "Been getting in a lot more practice than I have in an age." Her mouth quirked almost apologetically. "We got lots of free time here."

"Yeah, I'm getting that here." She said. "But for a while I'm sure it won't suck."

Maria knew she'd get bored quickly, but right not the Madonna Inn felt like a vacation.

"Anyways, I should get going." She continued. "I'm looking for a friend."

Emotions flitted through Curnen so fast she didn't have time to register or hide them all, and her eyes changed in little ways--perhaps jealous, perhaps sad, perhaps relieved that the kid had someone here. Ultimately what she said in any case was, "Yeah. Do that. And don't let go once you find 'em."

Maria saw Curnen's expressions, but she didn't know what to make of it. She didn't feel comfortable to ask, either.

"Thanks." She said with a nod. "I'll do that."

With a smile, Maria turned and headed back in to try and find Liz.

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