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Kodie couldn't help but laugh at Cormac McMurphy's mortified expression at her poor imitation of an Irish accent. Yeah, she knew it was bad but hey she had never sat down and spoken to someone actually from Ireland before so she wasn't a hundred percent sure what it was supposed to sound like. Cormy always seemed to lay things on a bit thick and his reaction this time was no different - truly amusing. Even Izzie seemed to disapprove of her attempt though, so she guessed it was probably even worse than she'd originally thought. "I'm sure it is." She said to his stammered out reply mere moments before Craig came swaggering over as though he were some sort of metal god.


It took Craig a moment to understand Kodie's seemingly random statement, which Cormy only backed up by telling him to get with the program. He cast a glance at Izzie who's nose was buried in a book - unhelpful. As he had learned to do with several instances with Izzie Martienz who had said such things he decided to just go with it, hell she was probably the original source of all of this anyway since it sounded more likely to come from her than Cormy even though the drummer had quite a few fascinating stories to tell. He nodded, "Right, my bad." He said with a grin and then glancing over at the blonde by his side who still seemed thoroughly puzzled by the whole situation. Craig gave out introductions.

Kodie seemed more amused than anything by the woman which largely probably had to do with the fact the woman was wearing a corset and spiked heels that were probably intended to look edgy but were more likely to give her a broken ankle than anything else in this crowd. Kodie, upon seeing her had managed to keep a completely neutral expression but she still had to cover her laugh with a cough that was most likely completely swallowed by the surrounding noise. She took a glance down at her own scuffed and well worn Docs that had served her well through countless gigs and pits and back at the more impractical foot attire Craig's lady friend was wearing. She had to doubt that they spent very much time in the crowd headbanging, in the pit or just hanging out in the dense crowd at all. "Nice to meet you." She had said while she thought, "Really, Craig?" With a faintly amused smile playing across her crimson lips. She wasn't going to say anything though, that wasn't her business and she instead cut a glance at Cormy - Izzie she didn't think would give a fuck but she didn't know what the drummer would think, if he thought anything at all.




Kodie tossed her hair over her shoulder and scowled down at her bass, unable to understand why the the sound was so bad. It sounded pathetic - as far as clarity went this was a fucking swamp. She took a deep breath, shaking her head ruefully and silently telling herself not to march over to the sound techs and strangle them. She looked up as Izzie Martinez passed her, saying that if she also found the sound to be to her dissatisfaction not to hesitate to cause a little brain damage since it might actually knock some sense into the sound techs. "Don't tempt me." She told the frontwoman, smiling faintly. Craig was being more good natured about it however he too was clearly unhappy as he muttered unintelligibly to himself a little ways off. He had said his farewells earlier to his lady friend and he was now seemingly focusing on getting ready for the show. For it being the last show of the tour Psychosis was quite subdued - Izzie's exact words being, "Let's just get this show over with." and Craig seemed to be suppressing his excitement until later and Cormy as usual was well, Cormy but Izzie's threat to murder them if they fucked up naturally seemed to encourage them to behave themselves until later.

"Alright, let's do this." Kodie agreed, nodding and making to head out with Craig.






Chris and Lestari made their way back to the merch table, their arms slung around each other's shoulders companionably. Liam raised a brow at the blood oozing from Lestari's nose, about to inquire as to what had happened but Alex beat him to it, looking unusually alarmed. Supposedly she fell and naturally, she was still smiling brightly. He turned back to Chris then who was brushing damp hair away from his face and grabbing a bottle of water off the table. "So, what really happened in there?" Liam asked, having only caught glimpses of the set and pit while he was at the table selling the occasional shirt and album. He had thought the pit looked pretty active however he wasn't sure quite how crazy it had gotten.

"The pit was pretty great." Chris said, grinning.

Liam used to get into the pit more than he did now, so it was pretty rare for him to head into one these days especially since a lot of the time he would hang back and tend to the merch stand. Sure, sometimes it was fun because there was definitely something to be said about the energy of it but he didn't really miss coming out with the occasional bloodied nose like Lestari had. "I'm glad you guys had a good time." He said and cast a glance back at Lestari who still seemed completely unconcerned by her injury, however Alex appeared to be anything but unconcerned.



Charlotte bounded forward and clapped a hand on Alex's shoulder at the end of the show. "Not bad!" She said, grinning ear to ear. "I'm not sure what the hell they did wrong with the sound but not bad." It was the last show on the tour and Charlotte frankly wished it had turned out better but hey, sometimes you just had to deal with what you were given. "Are you gonna wanna come hang out? We should totally celebrate, it's the end of the tour after all." She told them, hoping both Lionel and Ted would agree as well. "Hey, guys. Drinks?" She called over to Ted and Lionel. She felt like heading out for drinks as a group after a show like this was traditional.