Dynasty: Origins, Act 07: Jade Secrets
"tonight at six," i said as i watched both jazz and juno walk away. the evening came a bit slowly as tay and i sat in our hotel room.
Ch1 fursona high school
jazz figured it out and said " why are you ashamed of your cloths you look cuter than usual any way." i got a sigh of relief out of that and relaxed with the blush. soon dave and gem were here.
Exit, Stage Left
"jazz, huh, sebbykins?" i nodded--we'd never really talked about it before, and what she said next was no great surprise. "i don't know anything about jazz." i smiled. "and?"
Teaching Her How to Dance
A small stage was set against the back wall, with a four-piece jazz band atop it, playing some smooth number that had a few couples up and dancing on the floor in front of the stage.
Specialties
Loud, brutal smacks and claps filled the bar, the unified cries of rabbit and gator wailing over the jazz background.
The War's Remnants
There was a classic radio that played jazz music by the far side of the bar. this touch of jazz set the classy tone even further. this was the place to be if you wanted to feel classy for barely any money. a man sat on a stool at the main bar area.
A Lesson In Song And Sensuality
"now you're playing jazz, baby," she encouraged him. "don't forget to improvise a little bit..._mmn!
A Moment Suspended in Time
A big ol' cliff where lovebirds would come back in the 70's in their hot rod cars and some poison playin on transistors,looking out at the city lights, then roll up the windows, crawl into the back seat...all that jazz.
The sun comes up
I left the headlights on as i finally switched the radio onto a soft jazz station. climbing out of the car i stretched with a yawn, an odd tingling sensation started at the base of my tail which began to sway slowly.
Living as a Skunk: chapter five
I out on my smooth jazz as we entered the highway. we lived in blackstown, rhode island, the trip there would take quite a ways. "can i take a quick..." "cat nap" my mom chuckled at this.
Red
Soon, a newly found group of jazz players went up to the stage. one of them was a weasel who took out his cello from its case, while a brown hare made his way to the drum set.
The Garden Chapter 4: The Wedding
The soulful crooning of the jazz singer singing valentine by laufey, the sound of the lake, and all the animals around them. this was the moment that vera would remember for the rest of her life. “what if he's the last one i kiss?"