"Hey, Mala is a very very good singer, and I think we pair up more or less evenly,"
"See, we're both good. Sides, I've been singing for years, I'm bound to me good." Mala said to Jarred, smirking slightly, and Jarred laughed playfully.
"And does that count when you've been dead? I can see it now, a werewolf corpse singing in its coffin." He said, smiling broadly. Kaltica laughed at that, along with Lazarus.
Mala glared at them, then smiled. "Not my fault that I was being chased by a maniac." She merely said.
Then Ben walked over, slowly. Hands in his pockets. He looked at Delilah a moment, curiosity showing in his eyes a moment, then he turned to Jarred.
"No joking around about her death." He said, a little strictly, but he didn't like the idea of making fun of ones death. He stood still a moment, gaze still on Jarred, but soon, he looked away, and at Delilah, then glanced at the others. "Well, I'm bored down here. I say we go play a song or two. It would be fun. After all, we haven't had much practice with Mala after she... died." He said the last word a bit quietly.
Lazarus grinned widely. "Agreed, Benny Boy. To the upstairs wherever that music room is that Mala says there is." He said, then looked at Delilah questioningly. "Would thy care to lead the way to the music room?" He asked, smirking.
"See, we're both good. Sides, I've been singing for years, I'm bound to me good." Mala said to Jarred, smirking slightly, and Jarred laughed playfully.
"And does that count when you've been dead? I can see it now, a werewolf corpse singing in its coffin." He said, smiling broadly. Kaltica laughed at that, along with Lazarus.
Mala glared at them, then smiled. "Not my fault that I was being chased by a maniac." She merely said.
Then Ben walked over, slowly. Hands in his pockets. He looked at Delilah a moment, curiosity showing in his eyes a moment, then he turned to Jarred.
"No joking around about her death." He said, a little strictly, but he didn't like the idea of making fun of ones death. He stood still a moment, gaze still on Jarred, but soon, he looked away, and at Delilah, then glanced at the others. "Well, I'm bored down here. I say we go play a song or two. It would be fun. After all, we haven't had much practice with Mala after she... died." He said the last word a bit quietly.
Lazarus grinned widely. "Agreed, Benny Boy. To the upstairs wherever that music room is that Mala says there is." He said, then looked at Delilah questioningly. "Would thy care to lead the way to the music room?" He asked, smirking.