♬ karaoke party ♪

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“Welcome to Caritas!”

That’s what you’ll hear when you make your way down the stairs into the Karaoke Club. Dark and atmospheric, with glowing tables and a stage that faces the bar, if the sights don’t make it obvious this is a karaoke bar, the crooner up on the stage will.

He’s dressed to the nines in a cream suit, deep purple shirt shining under it as he belts away, welcoming you in. He apologizes for the intrusion, but it seems the ship wanted more than just his beautiful, sultry voice.

“My name’s Lorne, and I’ll be your host for tonight! So hit the bar and drink in your courage, Sailors. Because you might not be able to leave until you give us a show!” That's all he gives you before slipping into what he thinks is a pretty appropriate tune for the occasion.

If you didn’t come here by choice, hopefully Lorne’s words will give you a hint? The ship is hungry for bad belting. For some, the door will reappear after they chirp a few bars. For others, a few songs are required.

Some people have even gone up, struck with the strong feeling that they must do so, even if they’d been railing against singing at all just a minute ago. The ship just really wants everyone to sing and enjoy themselves, OK?

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This time, Lorne waits for Rebekah to make her own way offstage. Of the few rules Lorne does follow, not assaulting an impossibly old and well-traveled vampire is definitely one. He doesn't keep his distance entirely, of course. Two drinks in each hand, one intended as an offering, Lorne smiles as if they were old friends.

"Now if we had a little more of that around here, I wouldn't need to pay that pesky no-violence tax. That was certainly something, Princess."

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No doubt that her performance probably showed him a lot of her very long life -- and the rather unhappy parts of a lot of it. Rebekah projects enough even without mystic help sometimes.

She smiles at the praise as she turns to the man. The green skin is definitely out of the realm of what she's used to but she's a thousand year vampire. She can cope.

"Why thank you, I figured if I was going to do it, I might as well do it right."

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He ushers her to sit with him at one of the tables, eager to learn more about her. While memories and feelings generally give Lorne a good idea about a person, he knows that a lot can change in very little time. And she's a lot different than the vampires he's met.

"From someone who's seen quite a bit of a few different worlds, it was a real treat. Don't get a lot of good ol' Billie around here, either." Lorne dips a toe in the water first. He's still not ready to let it rip on the empath thing. Caritas might be a safe haven but he'd like to be able to explore the rest of the ship without an angry, violated vampire looking for his head.

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"What can I say? I'm a sucker for a woman with pain and love in her voice." And generally the more jazzy tunes. But the rawness of Billie's singing was certainly part of what drew Rebekah in.

And probably best not to let the empath thing out too early. Rebekah will probably react a little better once she at least knows Lorne first.