Agents of Gor Part 7 5 Second Interlude
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(Note this is set in between Parts 7 and 8, which serves as a bridge
between the two parts.)
Joey was walking down the hallway, one calm breezy November afternoon.
He strolled down the hallway, empty as it was after school. He usually
helped out some teachers with cleanup on most afternoons, before going
home to get homework or help his Pops out for some work if need be. He
had his hands inside the pockets of his gray hoodie, the cool breeze
blowing in the slightly cracked windows in the hallway.
Man, I'm not sure what was up with Chloe last week, Joey thought as he
recounted meeting her one time in the hall, asking her what was wrong
and she just brushed him off. Quite weird, not what she would usually
do, Joey pondered to himself. He had heard some rumors, spread by Renee,
about Chloe being a dick-girl or something like that. Joey didn't quite
understand it, but he figured it couldn't be true. He had been real
close to Chloe many times, nothing more then some hugging, kissing or a
brief cuddle, but never did she indicate any sign of being not a girl.
Still, he then heard about her 'feminine troubles' where she ended up in
the clinic for half a day then had to take it easy rest of last week.
As he turned the corner heading down towards the exit, he heard a soft
musical sound. The music room was over this way, he had done by here
many times, but rarely did he expect someone to be playing at this time
of the day. He glanced up at a clock hanging off a wall, it read 4:30,
school had been out for about 45 minutes or so and he needed to get home
soon. But the music was attracting him, an entrancing sensation he felt
himself walking over to the door of the music room, and slowly opened
the door.
What he saw inside was astounding. There sat Chloe, sitting at the
piano, playing it quite expertly. He had found out that she had received
an extensive education in Paris on music and the arts, to the point
where she could play fairly advanced music. He walked up to her and the
piano, her eyes closed seeming to be lost in the music.
"Umm hi there, Chloe, what are you still doing here?" Joey stammered
softly at first then rose his voice a bit by the end, hoping to get her
attention. She opened up her eyes, those delicate blue pools glistening
in the late afternoon sun shining into the room at just that moment. "Oh
I didn't see you there, Joey," she replied back softly, with a small
tinge of surprise in her voice. She had stopped playing, her hands moved
delicately down to her lap. "I was just playing some music, the Ms.
Stevenson wants me to put in some extra practice, might even get to do a
recital in the spring." She beamed a smile towards Joey, which set his
heart a flutter a bit.
He then grabs a chair and sits down next to the piano. Glancing at
Chloe, he took a moment to take her in. She had on her usual school
outfit-the white opaque blouse hugging her curves tightly, the short
black skirt with long dark stockings underneath, running down her legs.
Her feet encased in silver pumps, showing off her clear ruby red nails
on her feet. He turned up to her face, and asking awkwardly, "So.... you
mind telling me what happened? I heard rumors but I want to hear from
you personally."
Chloe looked back to Joey with a look of partially surprise and
partially shame. She blushed a bit, wondering to herself: How much do I
tell him? She furrowed her brow for a moment pondering when M emerged
from her sub-consciousness to utter flatly, Tell him only what is
needed, the mission requires it. Shaking her head, to clear that
thinking away, she spoke up in response, "Oh well Renee and her usual
rumor mill, But I managed to clear that up, at the cost of some personal
dignity....." shifting her legs a bit and her face blushing a bit. Joey
figured that she didn't want to elaborate; he had heard just enough from
classmates to get an idea of what happened.
He then hugged her tightly, which took Chloe by surprise. "I know, I
have been there" Joey stated empathically, "When I first moved out here
a year ago, it was tough too. Outsiders always get treated differently
when they come into a new town it seems." It seemed like he was holding
tears back. Oh thank god, I have found a kindred spirit. Chloe, seeing
the near tears in his eyes, pulled out a pale blue handkerchief from her
purse and gave it to Joey. He dabbed his eyes a bit before handing it
back to her.
"Thanks for that Chloe. So, what piece were playing just when I came
here?" Joey asked to Chloe. "It sounded rather....sad." Chloe turned to
look at him, and replied sweetly, "Why, its Rachmaninoff's Vocalise, a
piece that I was taught to play back in Paris, by a very dear friend of
mine." ending that statement rather wistfully. Joey looked some
confusion, so she clarified. "He's a somewhat famous Russian classical
composer from the early 20th Century, quite talented with the piano. I
listened to a lot of the compositions he wrote, and the Vocalise is my
favorite. Vocalise is basically a song without any singing at all, seems
a contradiction of terms I know." Chloe then blushed at that, which Joey
found it a bit bemusing, eliciting a brief chuckle from him. "Yeah I
noticed that it had a wandering, yet sad quality to the music," he
noted.
"Oh that's just the start of the piece. Here let me show you," Chloe
stated back as she got back into position on the piano chair. She then
reached her elegant fingers onto the delicate piano keys, and began to
play.....
Immediately, the Joey was struck by how beautiful the music was. It
spoke of sadness and regret and yet of a contemplative air. The
pulsating accompaniment, the simple leaning melodic line, all was
wonderful. He watched Chloe as she put in a lot of effort into playing
the piece. I'm not much of a music person myself, he thought, but man
that is certainly impactful. Looking outside of the window, he noticed
the autumn gold leaves dancing in the wind, how the music complemented
that so well especially near the middle of the piece where the notes
were gracefully floating around in the air.
Man, it took a lot of time to get some piano skill, Chloe thought as she
was playing, but it must make Joey think I look impressive. I might have
been only myself for a few months, but in that time I picked a lot, just
not on being a teenage girl from France. The Agency felt having some
musical skill be something to give the Chloe identity a sense of more
complete, more well-rounded. She gave a wistful smile as she felt the
music was indicative of her situation-wistful and melancholic with some
glimmer of hope that will likely end sooner rather later. Shes finished
the rather short piece gracefully, and got a nice slow clap from Joey.
The two then got up and made their way to the door, to head back to
their respective homes.
She thought about her last conversation with Morton, when he mentioned
that Kurtz might be making a move and to wait for further word. She
figured any day now, but with the Thanksgiving week long break coming by
closely, the chance Kurtz would pounce seemed likely. She turned to Joey
and asked quietly "So you doing anything for the Thanksgiving break?"
Joey turned back to her as he was about to open the door for her, what a
gentleman. He stammered "Oh my family will be out of town for the whole
week.", wanting to glance at Chloe but shying away his eyes from her.
She found that to be suspect, but she didn't mind it right now. "Oh
well, maybe we can get together after you return, oui?" He nodded in
response, but then Chloe felt her phone vibrate in her purse as they go
through the threshold of the door.
"Oh excuse me, it must be my dad" Chloe stated quickly. Joey nodded and
then waved goodbye as he made his way out. Chloe took a moment to wait
til he was out of sight, then pulled her phone out. There was a message
from Morton, short and to the point:
Chloe, Kurtz got plan for Black Friday. Be prepared. Daddy
Oh dear...... Chloe shuddered. I hope I am wrong about Joey, as she
began walking, with renewed determination, back to her car to get back
with Morton to plan out a counter operation. The autumn wind blowing by
gracefully, the leaves dancing to a silent song.
Next Time: The Black Friday Heist.....I timed this quite right, yes?
Hehe
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