2007-03-15: Redemption Song


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Summary: Claudine, in the area to visit Anders, is played for and sings with one of the Primatech Raiders

Date It Happened: March 15, 2007

Redemption Song

Greenwich Village, New York City

It's not an uncommon thing for her to do this, whether here or somewhere else in New York City. Tonight, Doctor M. Jane Forrest is in a canvas chair outside her apartment building, the same one occupied by Anders and the former Company patient Benjamin Winters. She's got her guitar case on the pavement next to her, instrument in hands, and casual clothing on her person. Her fingers are working the strings and frets, producing sounds of various classic rock tunes as well as working on songs of her own composition.

Deciding to head on over to give Anders a little visit to ask for dating advice (why she would do that is beyond her at the moment), Claudine blinks blankly for a few moments as she recognizes the woman who came to the facility that night. Why it's Jane Forrest, the one Nathan almost accosted her for. She cant help but chuckle to herself as she thinks back to 'traptraptraptrap' and nods politely to the woman. "Hiya!" she chirps.

The woman, found between songs, is indeed the same one Claudine saw when Jane surrendered at the point of Noah Bennet's gun. The one who made the safety glass in that cell door shatter but not fall out, and who rendered Hiro Nakamura's glasses useless in trying to free Nathan from the earthy hand he was grabbed by. The one who spoke defiantly to Noah, and whom made a display of not showing reactions to Candice's personalized illusion that she was bleeding from several places.

But Jane doesn't look exactly like that same woman, however. There are differences about her. Her hair tonight isn't matted with sweat from being under a ski mask. There's no defiance or anger about her, no, what shows there is the remnants of a personal ordeal which lasted several days. And there's no hint, not even one, of recognition when she looks up from her strings to see Claudine and answer "Evening."

Claudine's in the know. She knows exactly what happened to the woman, and she cant help but chuckle a little at the thought of it. Maybe being in the Company has gotten to her afterall, who knows. "So..how are you doing this fine evening?" she asks, just trying to make some friendly conversation while trying to hide her amusement.

"Not badly," the guitarist replies simply. Her face is gaunt and still a little pale after that harrowing experience. Jane doesn't spot the amusement being hidden, she's focusing on what to play next, and partly being glad she can finally function again, this night and the one before, without her hands shaking and head pounding, also minus the craving for drugs she fought off. "Is there something I could play for you?"

Claudine hrmms for a few moments as she crouches down while running her fingers through her hair, idly. "Well..do you know any India Arie? "I am ready for love" perhaps?"

"I've heard of her," Jane replies, "but she's not quite my style. I'm pretty much a rocker type, y'know? My influences are people like Pat Benatar, Ann and Nancy Wilson, James Page, Eric Clapton, Jimi Hendrix, Brian May…" She watches Claudine to see if any of these are recognized. "Or, of a more recent type, Metallica, Guns and Roses, Queensryche, Coldplay…"

"A shame really.." Claudine pouts a bit, definitely feeling like singing a bit while hrmming as she listens to the various choices that she has to offer. "Eric Clapton would be nice..though really..if you could do Redemption song by Bob Marley..that would just totally make my day.."

The mention of Clapton draws a bit of grin from the guitarist, as does Marley. "He had a unique voice, like Dylan still does," Jane states, as her fingers take up position to play. "I bet you I can combine Clapton and Marley," she remarks, just before sound starts to emerge from the small amp by her left foot. When her voice joins in at the spot it's supposed to, more or less, the tone is held down to a mezzo-soprano pitch Claudine could very well guess is near the bottom of her range, after all what she did in apparent silence on the night of that raid certainly looked ultrasonic in its effects. "Old pirates, yes, they rob I; Sold I to the merchant ships, minutes after they took I from the bottomless pit." It's Redemption Song.

And that's when she starts to sing with her in harmony. Claudine's always been a fan of karaoke, and well, she's been told she has quite a voice as well. She closes her eyes and goes along with the words, definitely feeling each lyric as well..that's how she sort of feels with the Company at the moment…

Her own voice is rich and strong, the playing from her guitar skillful. She's clearly spent a number of years playing and studying music. Jane glances over the woman as she sings along in time, and makes a mental assessment of the vocal quality, the singing talent. "… Won't you help to sing this songs of freedom-'Cause all I ever have: Redemption songs; redemption songs; redemption songs." At that point is the guitar break, she plays on with her voice silent as the tune calls for. Jane's not one to rework or modernize older works when she plays them; homage is paid to the original by doing it as straight as she can manage. And oddly enough, for different reasons, she finds herself connection emotionally to the words, as if maybe it represents in her mind coming out of the bottomless pit that was her addiction and the three days cold turkey it took to break it.

Taking on the bit of harmony, Claudine closes her eyes and starts bobbing her head as she sincerely feels the words, though for a completely different reason. As Jane gets to a part where it's just the guitar though, Claudine sings along, lending her voice to the melody now when there are no words. It seems the two are having a moment. Awwwww.

On the other side of that guitar break, her voice resumes, to mix with Claudine's. Jane's head moves back and forth in time with her music, she can be clearly seen to feel linked to it, even if only metaphorically. "Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our mind. Wo! Have no fear for atomic energy, 'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time. How long shall they kill our prophets, while we stand aside and look? Yes, some say it's just a part of it: we've got to fullfil the book."

Once Jane reaches the part with the words again, Claudine goes back to being a backup singer, repeating certain phrases here and there as she's definitely having a good time. She just wanted to make fun of the woman first, but now, she feels almost some sort of kinship over the music..

And on to the end, with something of a smile showing on the guitarist's face. "… All I ever had: Redemption songs: These songs of freedom, songs of freedom." Jane plays on for some seconds, extending it past the end of lyrics, her fingers moving in a pattern to produce the reggae sound Marley was known for as best she can. When they go still, she rests her eyes on the woman and remarks quietly "I could feel that. " She doesn't, however, elaborate on why exactly.

"Me too.." Claudine chirps brightly in the end as she stretches her arms into the air smiling warmly at the older woman. "You sing very well though..I'm impressed.." she says matter of factly as it makes sense since she knows about the woman's powers and all.

"Thanks," Jane replies, "you sound decent yourself," with the grin increasing a bit into a smile. It's clear the passion she has for music, and the way she's able to do what so many far more well known than her have done: pull the pain and misery into the art and give it voice, even if they don't ever admit to others what they've experienced. "Now," she adds with a flash of mischief to her eyes, "want to take me up on that bet about blending Marley and Clapton?" Her gaze drifts back to the cash lying in the case left there by people who'd passed by earlier.

There's a bit of hesitation, but that's only cause she might be late to annoy Anders, but that can always wait. "All right..why not?" Claudine says with a warm smile before sitting down on the asphalt next to Jane, waiting for her to start doing her thing.

Her fingers move, they play out the intro, and it may well be familiar to Claudine. It's done in Clapton's style, but the words are Marley's just as they were when Eric recorded the song on 461 Ocean Boulevard when Jane's voice joins in. "I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no! Oh! I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, oo-ooh. Yeah! All around in my home town, they're tryin' to track me down…"

Not that familiar with this song, cause well, she isnt a fan of shooting people and all, Claudine just harmonizes repeatnig some of the phrases here and there. It's just your regular jam session..woot!

"… Sheriff John Brown always hated me, for what, I don't know: Every time I plant a seed, he said kill it before it grow - he said kill them before they grow…" At the center is an interlude of guitar only, after which the story resumes, Jane sings Marley's explanation of why the sheriff was shot. "… Freedom came my way one day and I started out of town, yeah! All of a sudden I saw sheriff John Brown aiming to shoot me down, so I shot - I shot him down and I say: If I am guilty I will pay…"

Definitely feeling the interesting groove, Claudine sings along, just doing what she was doing as background singer. It's then that she realizes the time and curses. "Um..thanks for the awesome jam session, but I really gotta go.." and with that she just heads on it. What a weird girl, this one is.

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