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Gavriel nodded once at what Oliver said. He hadn't really expected it as it didn't look like anybody else had really been around to leave anything behind. He had just began to get his new ESP out when a sound like an earthquake struck - it rattled the fucking walls too, it seemed. He glanced at everyone else as if they understood the mystery of the slamming door before he turned and squinted down the hall, wondering what the hell had actually just happened when a voice came down the hall in greeting. He glanced back at Dai and Farah since Oliver had gone to go inspect the source of the noise - and naturally would be the first to go if the studio was haunted by a poltergeist - wondering if either of them knew why they were there. He hadn't heard about anyone else coming? Gavriel sighed. "We'll be lucky if the bloody door isn't broken." He said with one more glance toward the hall he leaned back against the couch and began to pull out his new guitar, examining it as he did so before running his fingers over the neck and playing a few basic, experimental chords. "Let's hope he comes back..." He said, thinking back to his earlier thoughts on the situation. Granted, the booming voice did not sound like it belonged to a creature of the otherworld...but hey, you never know. It could always be a lost soul filled with anger and regret for having never finished their own album...who used traditional western greetings during their attempts to frighten away those who might succeed in recording an album in this accursed studio, their prison where they had to remain in eternal limbo listening to all the music they would never be able to write or play again - a mad musician. The chords gradually faded into something significantly more sinister sounding. Gavriel smiled faintly to himself.



Daisuke leaned against the wall and cast a glance at the door, wondering who Oliver had run into. He couldn't recall hearing that anyone else was going to be using the studio however he supposed he simply may have just not heard or perhaps even forgotten. It didn't look like anybody else knew anything about it either so it probably wasn't someone visiting them either, neither Farah nor Gavriel seemed to know what was up - although it had occurred to him that it could have been an angry ex lover of Gavriel's. He spared a glance at the vocalist who was now playing a few chords on his guitar and smiling like he found something rather amusing but as a whole he looked rather unconcerned. Probably not that then. He shrugged to himself, an almost imperceptible gesture, and silently waited for Oliver to return.





Kai had arrived a only few moments after Gabrielle Santamaria had entered the building and he almost thought the windows still rattled as he squinted up at the building, sliding the strap of his guitar case over his shoulder and then proceeding into the building. He had seen several other cars in the parking lot and he found himself wondering who else was occupying the studio at the moment as he closed the door quietly behind him only to find Gabrielle Santamaria standing in the hall with a tall, sturdy looking man who looked to be in his mid-twenties with deeply tanned skin and a head full of dark hair. Kai stopped just on the other side of the door, silently watching the exchange and hoping it wouldn't escalate into anything unpleasant as he studied the two of them with an expression somewhat akin to skepticism. He had only picked up this job as an experiment after all - sure he had played a couple of thrash songs for fun, just to see how it felt to play but as a whole he usually found the genre rather monotonous. This was just for a bit of fun really, to try something new for a while since he had some free time at the moment and he was already beginning to wonder if he'd made a mistake.